Supernatural Academy Novels & Stories

Audrey’s POV The F1 academy was home to wolves and humans alike, and other supernatural creatures, until my father was killed and it was taken over by werewolves. The werewolves had driven the other supernatural creatures away, leaving the humans because they paid well. The academy didn’t look like a school. It looked like a stadium with massive glass towers and banners with wolf crests, and there was also a garage with rows of cars, Ferrari Aperta, Camaro, Dodge Challenger SRT8, and to name a few.

“I understand.” “But not for the reason you think,” he added gently. I looked up, confused. “It’s not that you aren’t allowed to visit,” Elder Crane explained, his eyes locking onto mine with a heavy seriousness. “It’s that you won’t be here.” “What do you mean I won’t be here? Where would I go?” “There’s been a new regional agreement signed between the four main packs. A treaty. Starting this term, the supernatural curriculum has changed. Everyone of eligible age is to be admitted into the Academy alongside the ranked bloodlines.”

Just… I wish I wouldn’t be constantly getting my hopes up. I smooth out the nonexistent wrinkles in my dress as I walk to my office to take a call with the Supernatural Academy. We’re working towards them opening some children for adoption. If the child is young, the parents are dead or have given up rights, then we will consider the child being adopted out. We’ll see how it goes, it becomes more complicated with the Academy because there’s all types of supernaturals there and we don’t want like a dragon to end up with a fairy family or something crazy like that.

A Flying werewolf. That made my mom madder and she started torturing me with overtraining. The next morning Dad took me and Christian to the Academy. Christian is Aunt Stella's son. The Academy is very huge. And from its look, I can say it's an ancient academy. Introducing me to the Principal he goes back. The principal is a fairy. Like Lana. "Look, there are lots of children with special powers like us. I'm happy that we are not the only weirdos." Christian laughed but I didn't laugh at his joke. It's obvious that there will be many unique supernaturals.

With superhearings, everything seemed to be at your ear's disposal. "Welcome back, Vesper," Rosemary, one of the Restaurant's waiters, grinned. She moved in for a hug, which I accepted, and then her eyes flickered to Kelani. Rose was a werewolf as well. In fact, she was one of the alumni of the academy. Many of the students in the academy had nowhere else to go after finishing their studies. They were orphans or just abandoned kids by their parents after the latter realized they had special abilities. So, the Academy had made a special spot for those and anyone who intended to stay instead of going to the real world to explore other possibilities.

Get ready to unleash your inner power and become the supernatural you were always meant to be! I rolled my eyes at the email. They sure make it sound nice, but honestly, west Ora can get a little crazy. The faculty doesn't step in to help with a lot of things. It's the wild‌ west there and I'm currently on my way back. Last year was the academy's first year as a school. The council members, along with the shadow mayors and ocean tribunal, got together and created this academy for us high school supernaturals.

"We're here to escort you to Hollowhaven Supernatural Academy." "What? No fucking way am I going to that freak house." They might as well send me to a medieval torture chamber. I'll be the only human in a school full of vamps, weres, witches, and God knew what else. Before sunrise tomorrow, I would be dead.

Before I could start to cry, Gabe ran out, all legs and arms and thick curly hair, and helped me up. "You'll be okay," he'd said, brushing off my knees. "Shake it off." "The academy is a place for them to learn about the supernatural, train, and gain strength. They've been learning - though they didn't know it at first - how to help, hunt, and kill supernatural creatures of all kinds in case any of them came after my boys or, more specifically, you." I lifted my glass to take a drink and stiffened. "Why would anything else be after me?"

Chapter 19: Top 15 and Still Invisible The afternoon classes blurred into each other like background noise Nico couldn’t turn off. First was Supernatural Ethics—dry lectures on Accords compliance, moral obligations of immortality, the ethics of blood sourcing post-war. He sat in the back, notebook open but pen mostly idle, staring at the page while the professor droned. Whispers followed him in, whispers followed him out. No one spoke to him directly. They didn’t have to. The Daily Fang notifications kept pinging on every phone in the room.