Novel Academy Novels & Stories

She looked exactly like what everyone believed her to be the perfect daughter of the Alpha and Luna, the future pride of our pack. She belonged here, I was only here because of her “If we miss registration because of you, don’t expect me to forgive you,” she said without looking back. “I’m coming,” I replied quietly. She sighed in annoyance. “You always say that.” I lowered my eyes and followed, that was something I was good at, following. The moment I stepped into Alpha Academy, I understood why every young wolf dreamed of coming here. The academy was breathtaking. Ancient stone buildings surrounded the enormous courtyard, their walls covered with vines that had grown for hundreds of years.

the Butler said. I just nodded my head while my eyes fixed on the book in front of me and said, “We don’t have any books about the creatures in this world.” My Butler placed my tea in front of me and replied, “It’s because all the books that are related to other creatures and their history are in the Academy, Your Highness Celeste.” My forehead wrinkled when I heard what he had answered. Academy? I hadn’t heard about that Academy since my mind had been focusing on my sister, business, my parents, and my mate. Hearing about the Academy is making me bizarre.

I slowly craned my neck to Delaney, whose eyes were twinkling and grinning from ear to ear. "Ny . . . Floating island?" I asked in a small voice. "Yes," He responded immediately and faced me. "Kozen Akademis is on a floating island." I turned my head back to the gate, my mouth dropping open, and I inhaled a large amount of air. I grabbed Delaney's shoulder, gripping him so tight and shaking him lightly. Floating Island! Floating Island! Floating Island! THE GODDAMN ACADEMY IS ON A FREAKING FLOATING ISLAND!

SERAFINA'S POV : The drive to the school was quiet, when I came down from the car I was amazed by the huge school I saw. "Wow", I said amused. "The name of your new school is Celestia Academy my princess", Papino said. "It is beautiful", I said in awe. "Shall we go inside", Papino said stretching his hands towards me. Alonzo was by my side and so was his father. Celestia Academy is a vibrant and welcoming educational institution, nestled among lush greenery and colorful flora. The building's architecture is a blend of modern and whimsical elements, with curved lines and circular shapes that evoke a sense of wonder and curiosity.

The world tilted. Head of Literature. That meant… that meant my Literature Department. The one I was enrolled in. The one where I had classes starting next week. The one where I would be seeing him, not across a dimly lit bar, but across a lecture hall. Or worse, in a small seminar room, his storm cloud eyes dissecting my essays. Fuck. A cold dread seeped into my bones, chilling me far more effectively than the air conditioning. This wasn't just a random, incredibly hot, incredibly reckless one night stand. This was a direct collision course with my academic future. My scholarship. My entire carefully constructed life.

Back in the physical world, Novel’s body collapsed beside Kitty, as he coughed up a splash of blood before slipping into complete unconsciousness. Inside his mind, Alexei faced the dark, monstrous shadow of the Myth standing before him. “You can’t use me for your revenge!” Alexei roared, charging the beast with everything he had. “My mate isn't dead! Give me back my body!” With a final, desperate strike, Alexei slammed into the dark entity, and darkness took him completely. _____ One Year Later It was Novel’s university graduation day. She stood near the podium in her cap and gown, a bright smile on her face as she chatted and snapped photos with her classmates, completely oblivious to the f

The way she looked at me and made me believe in light again. Isadora. High Lady. Cursebreaker. Monster. Love of my life. The Academy thrives under her rule. I spend my days in the library now, among the texts that once frightened us — the cursed tomes, the forbidden archives. I rewrite them, stripping out the lies, the fear, the hate. I tell the new students that knowledge isn’t dangerous. Only power wielded without purpose is. Sometimes she finds me there, when the sun filters through the colored glass. She sits across from me, curls of parchment surrounding her like a crown. “Writing about us again?” she teases.

Even children learned to recognize it from history books and whispered adult conversations. Noctis Academy. The name alone was enough to make powerful nobles straighten their backs. It was the most prestigious supernatural academy in existence, a place where only the most gifted elites were admitted. Future rulers studied there. Monster prodigies trained there. The strongest supernatural bloodlines in the world gathered there. It was a place revered by many and feared by even more. It was also the one place I had spent years praying to avoid. Aunt Mira studied my face before speaking. “You don’t have to accept it,” she said softly, though both of us knew life was rarely that simple. I stared

I haven't found mine yet but I'm not too worried because there is still time. I go to the werewolf academy for both boys and girls located on a small island in a secluded area and I'm in my last year. I and my twin chose to go to this academy rather than the other one just for Alphas, Betas and Gammas because we don't believe that just because we have a higher position that we should be superior, I mean we get the classes that we need at our academy and we befriend more people. The other academy is located a couple islands away but far enough that it would take a week to travel to each place by boat. Anyway, on with the story…

The idea of eating breakfast makes me nauseous. I exit my room and pause in the hallway, because I've no idea where classes are in this place. There wasn't time to show me around. The Academy is a three-story mansion that resembles a Victorian-Goth style architecture. Well, I'll look around until I find someone to show me the way or find it myself. My sneakers squeak across the title as I stroll down the hallway, the book of magical history tucked under my arm. I scratch at the collar of my shirt which feels like it's choking me and soaked in so much starch it's stiff like it could stand up on its own.