Piltover Academy Novels & Stories

Monty, who was an old man by now but still the hero of this new world, knew that he couldn't leave the world like this and so he spent the remainder of his life building a special academy. In this academy, he, along with his dearest and most trusted friends, taught people not only how to use their gifts better but also how to combat the animals. Monty developed classes and courses in the hope that he could train what he called fighters, people with gifts, to protect and defend the world from the mutated animals. He made sure that they were all properly taught and trained before being given special jobs and missions that would force his fighters to journey into the Wild. As Monty started his

He had talked to the principal, and after taking several tests, I was permitted to finish my senior year as though I hadn't been in an enchanted sleep for the past two years. It was weird. So weird, but I promised him, and I was trying to enjoy life at Salem Academy and all that entailed. When I was with Silindra, Professor Pops decided to make the Seven Magics Academy and official school and had invited a select few supernaturals to participate. Several were witches, and one was a gargoyle while another was half-dragon. Classes were currently being held in Pops' basement. I overheard him talk to Kenmei about the need to expand, but nothing had come of that yet.

I shook my head. How was I going to explain the Yumena situation? "Um, my tour guide was this girl Yumena but we didn't exactly get along," Rachel rolled her eyes and I wasn't quite sure if I offended her or not. "She's a Grade A, obnoxious Bitch. I'm sorry you had to deal with that," Rachel said which prompted me to let out the air of oxygen that I was holding in due to the tangled knots of nerves in my stomach. "Just talking about her makes me mad," she added. "She thinks she's better than everyone because her Father is in the Board of Directors that run all of the Luveldom Academies." Saiora spoke this time and I couldn't help but wonder what type of experiences they had gone through with

The Inter-Academy Grand Invitational — five schools, one track, one weekend, legitimate prize money and a trophy that apparently mattered enough to various pack hierarchies that people were already making calls. I stood at the notice board and read it twice. Warner Academy. Dumont. Nightshade. Crestfall. And a fifth school I didn't recognize — Ironveil Academy, based out of Eastern Europe, no supernatural affiliation listed, which was either unusual or a lie. "Ironveil," Adrian said, from beside me. He'd appeared quietly, the way he always did, reading the board with the focused attention he gave anything that might constitute a threat. "I've heard of them."

“I am sure you have noticed that the school is kinda deep in the woods. And despite that it is recognized as one of the best and oldest schools with the Highest population of students. But what you do not understand is that the school produces great scholars. Like everyone one that comes out from this gray hallow academy, gets to join the politics, military, business world and even the entertainment industry. And they all excel in what they do. There are rumors that the Petersons stand as a backing for some of the big politicians today, even the president isn't far from it.” So Dante coming here is to gain control. He must definitely have a huge ambition. Maybe he must have gone to serve as

Half of me expects to see Mjollnir flying through the gymnasium windows, but of course, that would be cliché; it isn’t like this is a Marvel movie. The windows and the doors begin to shake fiercely as Hilda calls upon her forefathers to lend her the strength she needs to defeat me. I can see Miles out of my peripheral pacing back and forth; even the professor looks like she’s not sure what to do in this situation. Being a demigod, Hilda is one of the stronger students in this school, and if she loses control of her powers, it could be devastating. Still, the point of Divine Academy is to teach the students how to prosper and wield their gifts to their fullest potential. Miles and Herja need