Supernatural Academy Characters Novels & Stories

"These show students, professors, random people on campus. What does this mean?" "It means we're all pawns in a game we didn't even know we were playing," I said bitterly. "Marcus has been funding Lyra's psychological torture through shell companies. Damien has been taking bribes to isolate me from my mother. Dean Matthews has been working with something called the High Council to identify and eliminate students with supernatural abilities." "Supernatural abilities?" Sarah's eyebrows shot up. "Maya, that sounds.." "Crazy? Impossible?" I held up my hand, letting a soft silver glow emanate from my palm. "Does this look impossible to you?"

“The academy was founded in the year of death by our master, ruler of hell and the king of all demons, Lucifer. He stuck a deal with the heavens. Demons, selkies, fae, all creatures from the underworld could walk amongst humans, on a condition. They survive a year long training in his academy and pass the culling.” The crowd burst into loud screams at that. “There are no rules here,” Alstra looked straight at me. “And only the strongest survive. Good luck.” The crowd scattered immediately, and it seemed everyone knew where they were headed to. Everyone except me. I stood in the middle of the hustle, waiting for someone to at least tell me where I was going. Which is why not even a minute lat

"I am not going anywhere with you. We don't know you and we have been doing fine on our own for years." "I know you have Emmersyn. We have been watching you for a few years now and you have shown us just how strong you are." I jerked my head up at him. "My name is Ajax and I am from Manix University, a school for the supernatural. Your grandfather is the headmaster and would like to meet you." "My what?" My mouth fell open. My brain felt like he had just spoken gibberish. "Now I know you are lying. I have no family so quit stalking me, creep.”

Suddenly, the lights around us went out, leaving only the stage illuminated. An elderly man stood there, his features sharp, and his eyes a steady red. His voice was deep as he said: “I am Principal James Cashmable. Welcome, new students, to Warster Kailey Academy, the grand academy that unites the three kinds: vampires, demons, and ghouls. Here, you are all equal. No one is above another.” He paused for a moment, then continued: “I wish you the best experiences and happiness here at the Academy of the Nation.”

“How do you know that?” Rowan shrugs. “I’ve stumbled upon a few other supernaturals over the past year. A lot of them are surprisingly chatty. Especially after they figure out that I’m a vampire.” He shrugs his bony shoulders. “There’s this angel that works at the blood bank that gives me blood bags when he can. He’s pretty cool. Said that I reminded him of his kid. He even gave me a book on supernaturals.” He says as he rifles through a nearby bag and produces the book. “Here.” He tosses it to me before he turns back and begins to unfold blankets across the mattress. “I’m tired, man. You can stay if you want. Just don’t try anything funny.”

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 would have pictured her in a robe, funny looking hat and sitting behind a pot of hot spell. She goes on. "Welcome to the blood valley academy. The session will be very tough..." "Hold up!" I lift my hands and stop her. "I think there's been a mix-up here, because I'm just a regular normal girl, and everyone I've seen here so far are all freaks. I'm not one. So just send the guys with the rope to come back and return me home." "No, the guardians couldn't make a mistake. They sense your powers before bringing you to this academy. It's the best place for training supernatural beings who will protect and lead their different realms."

"I'm the oldest at twenty-six, I should have graduated last year, but as you know, I took a year off of school to recuperate after the events in the sea kingdom. So Miles and I are both in our senior years this year. We only have to attend our major and then one minor magical class. Miles's major is Sparring since he's the son of the God and Goddess of war. His minor, like mine, is magical studies since he has an earth affinity. I'm taking a Hydrology enhancement class that isn't available your first year for my major. That time I took you with me to practice your water skills; it was one of the weekly tutoring sessions I help with. Which, yes, is voluntary, but I'm not the saint most people

The bad thing about being a human in a school full of supernaturals was that one would be considered a ‘Unique.’ As Syanna had gathered from Juliet, the Uniques were the rare supernaturals in the academy. In this particular class, the supernaturals who weren’t common studied together. It was a cool group, with an actual banshee and gargoyle. Syanna didn’t even know those things existed. The class consisted of about twenty people, with two or three creatures alike, and of course, the human, Syanna.

Each possessed abilities from different species, making them living proof that coexistence wasn't just possible but natural. Luna had inherited strong witch abilities alongside her werewolf nature, while Ash showed remarkable vampire traits mixed with his wolf side. Together, they represented everything we'd fought for — and some things we never expected. The Supernatural Academy loomed behind them, its white stone walls inscribed with protection runes from all five races. Through the main gates, students of various species hurried to afternoon classes. Young vampires carried books on werewolf culture, while witch apprentices discussed demon energy manipulation with actual demon younglings.