Supernatural Academy Novels & Stories

And I couldn't keep her in the dark any longer. “Ashmoor Academy isn’t what you think it is,” I began softly. “It’s not just a school.” Diana’s lips parted. “What?” “It’s a training ground. For supernaturals. Vampires. Lycans. Hunters. Witches. Some of us inherit magic. Others… it lies dormant until something wakes it up.” “And me?” she asked, voice raw. “What am I?”

There was no way she'd be able to sleep with so many questions in her head anyway. As they sat on Carrie's bed with bowls of cereal, Carrie began to explain. "Shadowbrook Academy is a school for supernatural beings, or genuses. It helps us develop and perfect our supernatural abilities, and also nurtures any natural talents or hobbies we have, all while giving us a regular education." Zeda's eyes widened as Carrie listed the different genuses in the academy: witches, mages, werewolves, vampires, and demons. She choked on her cereal when Carrie mentioned that Lucian was the only demon.

By the next morning, preparations had already been made for Anastasia to begin school. Not just any school… But the very academy where supernatural children were sent immediately after their first manifestation. The Supernatural Academy. The moment the large black carriage rolled through the academy gates, the atmosphere changed instantly. Conversations died… Students slowed mid-step. Officials straightened so quickly it almost looked forced, while even the guards at the entrance stiffened visibly. Because everyone recognized that carriage. And more importantly… Who sat inside it.

“Alright. First thing, you’re not crazy. This world? It’s real. Hidden, but very real. Humans don’t know about it, not fully. We, the supernatural, keep to ourselves. We blend in, hide in plain sight, but there are entire realms, kingdoms, and systems in place that they’ll never know about.” “Of course,” I muttered. “Because life wasn’t complicated enough.” “Exactly,” she grinned, then continued. “So Avenmoor? It’s not just an academy. It’s the academy, the top-tier supernatural school. People get handpicked to come here. From all over the world. Shifters, witches, demons, fae, vampires, you name it.” “Wait...demons?” I blinked.

"I won't tell anyone. And don't worry about my father, Vincent, or Balthazar, they won't say anything about our pact either." Gabriel who had heard my promise nodded in satisfaction. I waited for him to continue but Gabriel's attention suddenly turned to the stairs behind me. "Ah, you finally came down," he said, standing up from the couch. "Caroline, introduce my sister ... Cameron." I stood up while turning my body. I've never met an Omega in my life because our Pack doesn't have an Omega. From the stories of Balthazar and the others, Omegas are usually ostracized because they are weaker than werewolves. Besides that I've also heard that Omega is shunned because it brings bad luck.

Axel and Dominica were our leaders until they were killed, most of us were banished from our various packs because we didn't have our powers anymore after they died. “ Powers, leader? “ I blurted out, more confused than ever. “ Dear, the moon goddess created Supernaturals to be the Alphas and Luna of the pack for greater protection against stray and rogues, Axel’s great grandfather or should I say his ancestors were the main leaders of these supernaturals and they had the power and authority, we as a pack got it because we are descendants of these supernaturals. Axel married Dominica and since they were mates, his power transferred to her, therefore passing on to your sister and your brother

She mentions how her parents met post-Revelation, when the forests opened up and ranger patrols started including mixed species. I tell her about Seras’s stories of the secret supernatural high schools like Crescent Academy in Baton Rouge and Aerie Academy the University that Celeste runs now called Storm Academy became the first Interspecies School and how his Sister and other Supernaturals got Through school before the Accord blending in just to survive. When we share with the class, Mia does most of the talking. Her voice is steady, thoughtful. Mr. Vargas nods approval. **Mr. Vargas:** “Good points. Integration’s still evolving—look around this room.”

It is where the strongest are chosen to move on, and the weak either die, quit, or get expelled. Werewolf Academy isn’t your regular human university. There, we are taught the necessary skills to survive the incoming war. We study like the human do, but learning their science and technology is in no way fundamental to us. We have the Moon Goddess. We have portals. We have her blessed magic. We have pack telepathy. What better way to communicate than that?

There were evenings when I returned home emotionally drained and wept in private, wondering if the gap between our worlds was simply too wide to bridge. But then something remarkable began happening. Kai Jr., already started speaking to people through their dreams. Not invasive mental manipulation, but gentle whispers that calmed violent thoughts and shared visions of possible unity. His power reached across hearts rather than just bending space and time, touching something fundamentally human in both species: the desire for connection and understanding. The first Human-Supernatural Academy opened in a specially created neutral zone between Hollowshade and Lon

I just stared at him, unable to say anything. He introduced himself to me and after a very lengthy conversation I learnt that he was the leader of the group he called 'the Rebel'; That their planet had been taken over by The Force, a group that overthrew the government, killed almost everyone of them with supernatural abilities that refused to work for them and enslaved other citizens. The Rebel was formed to identify those with powers and bring them such that when their numbers grew big they would rise up against the Force and reclaim their land.