Sky Wizards Academy Novels & Stories

Even though she still chats with the girls, they never spoke about school. "Crescent academy?" she asked. She still had a year before she graduated and went to college. Crescent Academy is the most prestigious werewolf school and so is its university. For a while she forgot about her studies. "Yes. You're a strong Luna, Vesper, but I also need a Luna who could sit beside me in diplomatic settings and boardrooms." Kyrell saw the confused look in her eyes. He knew it was a lot for her to take in. "Looks like you already have everything sorted out." Vesper shuffled closer to him until her knees brushed his.

You'd think after seventeen years, I'd be used to it. You'd be wrong. "Aria Blackwood," I read aloud, tracing the elegant calligraphy with my thumb. No one in Pine Hollow received mail with such beautiful writing. Hell, most of us were lucky if the bills arrived without coffee stains. The return address made my blood turn to ice: Crimson Moon Academy. "No," I whispered, my hands starting to shake. "No, no, no." But there it was, the official seal pressed into blood-red wax—a crescent moon wrapped around a wolf's head. Everyone knew what that meant. Every human between seventeen and nineteen knew what that meant.

Skylar, who had softened for love, was already dead in that cold sea. "Install it." I stared into Luke's crazed eyes. "Night Owl was always meant to be a monster."

The pleated royal blue and gold skirts, black tall socks, black loafers, button up white shirts with royal blue blazers and gold ties have me feeling like I'm staring in some kind of porno. I mean the academy itself is amazing, and probably a good idea with how often we exposed ourselves to humans in the past at normal schools. It's just these uniforms that drive me insane. I don't particularly like being away from home for so long either, but the classes here are amazing. I can learn everything I need to know about being a siren and a dragon all at once. We have all kinds of kids here, shadow hunters, fairies, werewolves, vampires, elves, you name it, and they attend this academy. Of course

And in Utah, at Storm Academy, Celeste Valentina Morau—born 2011, ancient wizard bloodline finally awakened in fire and storm—had already signed off on the boy who wrote he had nothing to lose. Because sometimes the ones who expected death were the only ones strong enough to carry new life. Or so the legends went. Nico didn’t know any of that. He just knew the bell would ring soon. And when it did, he’d walk back to the dorm with Kai still chattering, Jax smirking, Theo watching quietly. He’d lie on his bunk and stare at the ceiling. And wait for whatever came next. Because that was all he’d ever done. Wait. And survive. 🩸

The sky above Cloudsoar City suddenly shook violently. It felt as if it were about to collapse. People turned to look in the same direction. The clouds in the sky stretched from the heavens to a spot above the plaza in front of Thorne Estate, forming what looked like a staircase. An old man in Dainist robes, holding a horsetail whisk, sauntered down the celestial staircase toward them. Almost everyone looked terrified at the sight. It was the Centasky Stairs, one of the Holy Order of Heavenly Virtue's ten secret arts.

Skylar woke at dawn the next day. The academy was her new home, yet it still felt foreign. The events of the previous day-the trial, the unknown power, being assigned a mentor-still echoed loudly in her mind. She took a deep breath and sat up in bed. Her room was simple but cozy: a bed, a small desk, a wardrobe, and a window that looked out over the mountains. The first rays of sunlight had already begun painting the landscape in pale gold, signaling that training would soon begin.

What is she thinking? As planned, I discreetly meet up with Skye through the corridors. I whispered, "Is everything clear now?" Skye catches her breathe and replied, "The ceremony is about to commence. The headmistress is calling all the students, faculties and staff to attend. After all, it's a memorable foundation day." "Right. One which I'm sure is a lie." Skye smirks, "Definitely. The academy is built from the cathedrals of buried secrets and bodies fmr the previous wars. The academy sacrificed hundred's of their student's lives just to buy more time for Arthur to kill Raya."

R.I.S.E Academy, Rise in Sakiyurai Estate... This Academy conserves people who receive the education sponsored by the Sakiyurai's. In another word, It's a total debiting school. Those who won't join a gang to pursue their careers will need to pay their debts while others need to serve their gangs to death. Either one or two. Choose! Mostly, whoever can't pay their debts will force themselves to join a gang. And her brother, Kai also happens to be one of them...

I averted my eyes and explained. “Heather Academy is a dangerous academy. This is where fighters and charmers go. Only a few knew this school and only a few could get in. Only the persons who have skills and can fight. And those who have what they call charms. Charms are like a magical power. Didn’t you say you saw someone fighting? That’s training. Heather Academy has wars happening every night. And when the so-called KING wanted to, he will make the war last for the whole day. It’s forbidden to go out because we need to keep the normans safe from us charmers. Now, I need you to protect yourself.” I gave her a long explanation. It took her a lot of time before she digested it inside her min