Snake Boots Academy Novels & Stories

That was the night I'd finally gone to Risel, begging her to bury every trace of my forged details deep enough into the school's system that no one would ever find them again. "Oh my — " Sylvester lifted my leg without asking and pressed his nose close, inhaling sharply. "That's a lava snake bite." "Wait." My breath caught. "The snake. The snake — the one we need to win the survival trial." I didn't wait for confirmation. My claws slid free, sharp and sudden, and I dropped to the dirt, digging with a desperation that had nothing to do with grades and everything to do with proving I belonged here. "Where did it go — "

He had never seen me show fear toward another wolf, and my reaction to that vehicle clearly sparked a predatory curiosity in his dark eyes. Once we were inside the walls, a Senior Guardian of the academy led us through the grounds. The Whitaker Institute earned every bit of its reputation. The campus was a fortress of world-class facilities, staffed by instructors whose pedigrees were legendary within the Kingdom. Despite the exorbitant cost, the security and the silence of the place satisfied my inner wolf. I pulled my son into a quiet alcove. "Would you be willing to test your claws here, Hayden? I’ll bring you to the gates every sunrise and be here the moment the sun dips below the mounta

“I’m going to need more than a vague monosyllabic answer, Kade.” I exhaled, running my hands through my hair. “Caleb Langley is…” A douchebag, an asshole, the biggest dickhead to walk the face of the earth. “Not a good person,” I finished. Andrea raised a brow. “You know him?” I nodded. “We went to Alpha Academy together.” Andrea scoffed. “That’s not a real thing.” “What?” “There isn’t actually an Alpha Academy, right?” I rolled my eyes. “Yes, there is. Think of it as finishing school or business school, if you will. It’s for Alpha heirs. They teach you all you need to know to rule a pack and negotiate the politics between other packs. Every powerful Alpha has gone to one.”

We knew we had to do something. "You have no idea how much I appreciate it," I said, "I would like it if we all could be allies. I think we could all help each other." They all agreed and this little guy, my height but very muscular, walked up to us. He said, "Luna Abby, I am Sid, Leader of the were-snakes. We have been guarding the palace here, as well as your packs in Missouri and Arkansas." I said, "Are they all okay?" He said, "They are doing great. Your warriors were taught well. They also know how to fight alongside other species very well."

The girl I put through ten years of school stood up at her own graduation and thanked me in front of everyone. A second later, three translucent lines appeared in front of my eyes. [She will steal the Prescott family's trade secrets, start her own company, and turn on you.] [She will publish an essay and put the internet on your family. Your wife will die of a heart attack.] [Prescott Logistics will fold. The estate will go to auction. You will die in front of the men you owe.] I stared at her. "Vanessa. Have you spent all these years filing away everything we did for you as a reason to hate us?" She blinked at me, wide-eyed and innocent. That was when I understood. The snake was al

I immediately traded the fruits for the cocoa. "Your mother and I were close when we attended the academy, Le Royal Academy for nobles, royals and knights. Well that was the old academy," Kylen began to explain, his eyes downcast and his gaze afar. "The new academy is called Elverton and it accommodates all," Shane picked up where his father left off. "Its a place where young supernaturals who can't control their abilities or those that are too different to attend human schools or colleges attend. You can also choose to attend with any special circumstances because as I said before Elverton accepts all," Shane spoke passionately about the school. So passionately, I swear he was trying to get

I wanted to give her everything when we finally met, to cherish and protect her with all that I possessed. "I'll probably look for another catch. Willa would been a better choice except that Darson was already fooling with her.” Well, there were plenty of options. I sent out the names. Ten students to Shifters Academy in Raven Port, near the southern borderlands. The best institution for those still learning to embrace their wolves, especially those who hadn't yet shifted. Twenty students to Bright Leaders in Westonich. This was for those aspiring to be leaders such as alphas, pack elders, betas—anyone with a desire to lead.

"She's terrified of her gift, thinks she's cursed. If your academy can help her, I'll send her gratefully. But please, keep her safe." Construction began on the academy in early summer. By autumn, the building was ready. A beautiful structure designed to accommodate thirty students, with classrooms, dormitories, training grounds, and a library. "The Nexus Academy," Dante announced at the dedication ceremony. "A place where gifted young wolves learn to embrace their abilities rather than fear them. Where being different is celebrated, not condemned." Twelve students enrolled in the first year. Their ages ranged from four to eight, their abilities varied wildly. There was Kai, a six-year-old w

Several buildings that needed repair but had good bones. "This is perfect," I said. "What will you call it?" Keith asked. "The Ayda Memorial Academy," I said. "In honour of our mother." Keith's expression shifted. Something painful crossed his face. "She would have liked that." We walked through the buildings. I made notes. "This will be a place where any wolf can learn," I said. "Regardless of rank. We'll teach combat, magic, leadership, and healing." "And who will teach them?" Keith asked.

Luna, Phoenix, Gio, and Doc huddle around the table, speaking in low urgent voices. "Jolie." Doc looks up when I enter. "You should be sleeping." "Couldn't." I move closer, studying the documents spread across the table. "What did you find?" "Nothing good." Phoenix pulls up files on his laptop. "The Northern Academy is real. Located in Alaska, officially listed as a private boarding school for troubled wolves. It has been operating for thirty years." "Thirty years?" My stomach drops. "How many wolves do they have" "At least two hundred that we can confirm." Luna's voice is grim. "Probably more. They take wolves between twelve and sixteen, keep them for four to six years, then place them in s