Supernatural Academy Novels & Stories

It had been a year now and people were beginning to talk. So now, my parents are asking me to resume at the academy. But being the spring onion was not my only fear about going. What had me even more worried was that the academy was for young supernaturals who could transform into their being and access their powers. They were sent to the academy to learn how to harness their powers. “But I have not transformed yet. Won’t going to the academy expose that fact and make everything worse?” I questioned. “That is why we needed you to take the gap year...to put everything in place. You have nothing to worry about. We have got your back always,” she assured me, letting her fingers trail my left ch

“Knowing my brother? You’ll be out of here by the end of the month. Any thoughts about where you want to go?” “Nowhere nearby… I don’t want to run into anyone I knew before again.” I shuddered. “Somewhere… warmer would be nice.” She nodded. “Well, if you head south, you’ll be in witch and human territory pretty quickly. I mean, just on the other side of Blood Moon and Black Moon are beaches and warm sand…” I smiled. “I’ve never been to a beach.” She groaned. “We have got to get you to one then! Oh, there’s a Supernatural Academy just on the other side of the wolf territories. They do hybrid coursework, so maybe you could go there… at least until you finish you

I replied. "How many supernatural species are there?" I asked. "Witches, genetically modified humans (GMH), Werewolfs, werewolves—that's all there is for now. Holy water, seawater, sunlight, and wolfsbane Those are the weaknesses of the species as well. There are other species as well, but they either went extinct or went into different realms with time," he explained. "What is the purpose of the school, though?" I asked. "We teach young paranormals the ancient arts of magic. It's the only way we can win the war since we don't have the numbers," he said.

Oh please, they call it anything but the mad house. “Oh sweetie.” Ansel, my cheerful father, placed a kiss on my forehead. “I’m sure it isn’t bad, at all. This is the best school for the supernaturally blessed, and all powerful supernaturals all come here to know how to… well, weird their power better.” I rolled my eyes. “We both know you mean, how to not kill people more.” Grey, my moody yet sweet father, snorted. “We should have found out about the school since the day you were born. Why didn’t we listen again when it was plain as day that you weren’t ordinary?”

Chapter 2 - Protesting too much Mikhail I stroll into the living room of our new home. Home, what a joke. The SC (Supernatural Council) placed us here because they don’t know what to do with us. Unfortunately, like the human world, the supernatural world is also full of orphans. According to the system, my parents are unknown. I was found in an abandoned warehouse. Unfortunately, no one stepped up to claim me, so they placed me in a home for supernatural kids. The problem is that, unlike human homes, our jailers had to make sure we weren’t using our powers or killing innocents by mistake. In my case, the Council keeps a very close eye on me. Apparently, being the son of an Angel and a Demon

She warily sighed and nod. Cedar Falls K-12 Academy is an ancient private school and has been around for centuries maybe even a millennia. And it was werewolf only up until about 30 years ago. The Supernatural Council(SC) which has been around for the last 350 years, had made this decision. The SC consists primarily of ten male and ten female representatives from each species of dragons, vampires, witch/wizards, werewolf/lycans, fairies, merpeople and humans in which the world is governed. They are elected every 10 years by their respective species, they go around campaigning and everything. Nearly anyone can participate as long as there are enough votes. Its not like a hierarchy, where you

"Building the garden network, establishing the integration points, preparing for the eventual reunion of supernatural and human societies. If they judge us, let it be on our actual efforts, not performances created for their benefit." Murmurs of agreement rippled around the table. I felt a surge of pride in my brother's natural leadership—his ability to cut through complexity to the essential truth. "The second matter," Sebastian continued, "concerns the Academy. The Tree has provided extensive information about its original structure and purpose, but we must decide how quickly to proceed with its establishment." "What exactly was the Academy?" I asked, still unclear on this aspect of our he

"Do you remember that day I told you I got a strange letter at school? The one inviting me to an academy?" Juna frowned slightly, trying to remember, "Yes..." "They told me to open a door that night," Seraphine continued. "And when I did... it took me somewhere else." "Somewhere else?" Juna repeated. "To a magical academy." Seraphine then told her everything. About Aetherborn Academy. About magic. About vampires, werewolves, dragons, and incubi. About the powers she had discovered within herself. Juna listened in stunned silence, her eyes growing wider with every word.

Our school accepts all various kinds of supernatural beings, Vampires, Witches, Werewolves etc. Although there are several schools for the paranormal located around the world, only a few of them welcome students from all types of supernatural entities. The Clairvoyant Academy is the name of the institution where we study. To avoid raising suspicion, we strive to mix in with other mortal schools. Our school's architecture is ancient, dating back thousands of years. Initially, this building was the residence of The Originals, the first supernatural beings to walk on earth, the First Witch High Priestess, the First Vampire King, and the First Alpha King.

"I understand that that may not be Austin's mother. So what's happening?" Damian looks at Austin. He nods at him. Austin looks at me. "Yes, Sybil Leek is not my mother nor your biological one. She is your godmother. Our mother was infertile. She couldn't have children. Mom and dad met someone who said they could help them have children. I've come to find out that it was Sybil Leek. She's well-known for practicing dark magic; she's a witch. It's likely she did a spell to take their firstborn daughter. She may have taken you for her own personal gain. I don't know for sure," Austin tells me. "We are also werewolves."