Sky Wizards Academy Novels & Stories

Phoenix is the one to answer, “The Supernatural Academy is here, they agreed to help take down the Solstice Pack, to end the dictatorship that Emery Garber has put into place. In return, they want use over the Solstice Pack grounds to start over and be the nonprofit that we want.” Violet adds with a smile, “Along with the Supernatural Academy, we have quite a bit of connections here to support us today.” She glances up to the sky where I see random creatures I never could’ve imagined seeing in real life. Dragons, fairies, vampires in their bat forms, a phoenix… each one is jaw dropping gorgeous. I look to Violet and say, “I don’t understand how this is even possible.”

There were no tears in my eyes but shame made me not look up. Goddess, this is difficult. Not to mention the cafeteria is huge. Like the football field kind of huge. I might be exaggerating a little but wherever I see, there are young wolves. Since Red Sky Pack has a single college, all their young wolves come here. When I say single, don't confuse it with any random small college. Red Sky's college is massive. There are hundred plus classes, three grounds, and huge hostels with hundreds of beds. Oliver had told me their college is grand and has many students but I didn't quite believe it... Until now.

I collapse on the ground with shaky breaths. The howls are closer now. They must have found my trail again. Get up, Skye urges. Get UP. If I give up now and remain on the ground, I will be tortured and killed. I drag my weak, shaky frame up. At the entrance to a long, tree-lined driveway, gold lettering shines in the moonlight. Shadowmire Academy Excellence in Leadership Since 1874 Welcoming the Next Generation of Pack Leaders My heart stutters. An academy?

I turn around after pushing the button. Looking out the window, I see whole sections of the academy's outer courtyard opening and tall white towers coming from the ground. A spark starts at one tower before jumping to the next and then to the next. In only a few seconds, thousands of sparks jump from tower to tower, circling the academy. A few seconds later, beams of light shoot up from the towers and meet in the sky. They all collide before quickly falling back down and covering the whole academy. "The shield is up," I say. "Yellow Sun Academy is safe."

SKYLA. Midnight Academy. Home to the annoying hormone-ridden spawns of the supernatural. One of the four schools founded by my own father, a place meant to make us fit in, to feel at home, to be ourselves. Only that depends on what is considered the norm for the supernatural. I’m one-of-a-kind, or two if you add my father. No one knows exactly what I am, but they fear me. I can see it in their eyes, smell it reeking off them.

Training arenas where dragons spar with phoenixes and nobody’s keeping score. And beneath us, the biggest skate plaza ever carved by gods or mortals: rails made of frozen lightning, bowls carved from meteorite, a full vert ramp that loops through a permanent tornado. Kael is waiting on a platform of solid air, arms crossed, smirking. Kael: “Welcome to Aerie Academy, class of eternity. Population: whoever’s crazy enough to stay.” He tosses me a key made of black glass and stormglass. Kael: “Dorm Blackbird-Coyote. Top floor. View of the void.

“This is nothing unusual. There are plenty of people that know how to fly in Flying Eagle Academy!” Anna and Sky were incomparably amazed at once.

The dragons, proud and fierce in flight, Guard ancient truths and sacred rights. Their eggs are gems of breath and flame, Yet stolen now in power’s name. Ryuki How in the world did Skylar think she was going to leave her dragon? It’s impossible. Cyryl may not be able to fly yet, but there’s no way she’s going to allow Skylar to leave her. She may only be a hatchling, but that doesn’t mean she can’t and won’t call the thunder to war.

Spurred by Temujin’s interest, on the fourth night, Sasha taught them other sailing skills, including rigging and knot-tying. Sasha said it was a subject commonly taught in the northern Slayer schools. “Slayer schools?” Temujin echoed. “Aye, mine was Wani-ryū. Wani Academy. Don’t the Salamanders have any? I know the Storks do.” “Yes,” Aki said. “On the Ethereal Nest, the best one’s Senten School of Sword and Sorcery.”

He replied with a smile. “Elsa, you’ve been awarded a scholarship to school at the legendary Sheffield Academy.” He said, his tone sounding almost rehearsed. Sheffield Academy, it was like telling me I could now fly. No one in the history of Bulgaria has ever attended Sheffield. There were only six existing academies in the world; Sheffield academy, Bloodstone academy, Gomorrah Academy, Brenton Academy, Spirit Hound Academy, and Luna’s Crest Academy. Werewolves only attend the academy from twenty upwards. We are then taught science and art for two years in which we decide our path. so we are usually groomed and trained at home by our parents till twenty.