Sweety Parent Academy Novels & Stories

He called out to Katya, who was gathering the kids’ things by the front door. “Katya, let's get the kids enrolled at Riverview Academy. It's the best school in town, and Sergei already goes there, so they’ll fit right in,” Aiden suggested as he ushered the kids into the car. Katya nodded in agreement. “Good choice. They’ll love it there.”

When a harmless prank spirals out of control and infuriates her parents more than she ever thought possible, Eva Carmichael must adjust to her new life in the elite Syndicate Academy, while also going toe-to-toe with the principal who hates her. — The Syndicate or Swiss Academy, to the outside world is an elite school for the children of the rich. But inside, it's an Academy intent to straighten (discipline) the spoilt, hot-headed heirs of the leading Mafia families in the world.

Sterling winks at her, and the whole room erupts in laughter before we finally head out. The school is only a 45-minute drive away. Fleming Academy, an elite institution for the best of the best. As we pull up, I can’t help but nod in approval. It’s unique—sprawling grounds, modern architecture, and an air of exclusivity that matches its reputation. I hope they treat the kids well, just like their old school in New York. They should—especially with my dad being one of the school’s major sponsors. I take them to their class, meeting their teacher, Ms. Whitman, who greets me warmly. “Ms. Montgomery, welcome! It’s a pleasure to have your children with us.” She recognizes me right away, of cours

Sara replied with a sigh of reluctance, "I know you're right. I guess we need to think about where they can go next." "There's a private school not far from here," I told her, "Brighten Day, I think it's called. I've heard good things. Teddy worked on their security system, and he says it's top notch." Being in the family tended to be a mixed blessing. On the one hand, you might have to pull your kids out of school. On the other hand, you tended to have the inside information on where to go next. "What about their academic programs?" Sara asked me, worriedly playing with a lock of her hair. "I don't want them to fall behind in their studies just because some jerk decided to out us!"

Aurora's Point Of View "Mummy, look! There's a swing at the back! Eloise, come see!" "You two should be careful back there! Don't fall!" "They'll be fine." I turned back to look at him. "Says you. One minute they are laughing and the next minute, they're on the ground wailing." I said and sighed. Eduardo was not joking when he said we were going to move into another house. He moved us into his estate and enrolled the twins in a renowned school. The school everyone wished their children went to - Royal Prestige. They are the biggest school organization in the world. They own a preschool, middle school, even up to college and university. I attended the highschool with Julie.

he answers me, not giving me his full attention, but I wanted him to look at me, I poked his thigh over and over again until he looked at me with a frown on his face, but I ignored it. "Papa, what academy would I go to?" I ask him, I knew the answer but I wasn't sure about it, I wanted to hear it from him. "Dom&Little Academy, of course," he says, I heard a lot of that academy, it's one of the most famous ones, it's not the one my parents went to, but it's a very known one. "Would I be too far away from home?" I ask him, I don't want to be too far away from them.

I bring it out and on the screen is a notification from Andre’s school. ‘Dear Mr. Stewart, this is a reminder that New Dimension Academy’s kids BOOTCAMP is in Five days time. Please we explore you to make the necessary preparations for your kids as a parents - kids BOOTCAMP.’

“You know I can’t be here alone right now… especially with everything I’m feeling.” Susie sighed. “My parents got invited to this big royal charity gala thing. They insisted I come along. You know how they are.” I remembered then — Susie’s family moved in completely different circles. Galas, high-society events, private jets. Of course. “Oh… I see,” I said softly. “Alright then. Catch you later.” “I wish I was with you today,” she said, sounding genuinely sorry. “But my parents had other plans. Anyway, be strong today, okay? You’ve got this.”

Somehow… Those four words seemed to say everything I hadn’t known how to put into sentences. I looked at both of them. “So…” I clapped my hands together once. “What are we waiting for?” They both looked at me. “If your father mentioned someone who might know something…” I stood up. “Then let’s go find him.” The academy library was quieter than usual. Tall shelves stretched toward the vaulted ceiling, filled with thousands of books that smelled faintly of leather and old papers. We made our way toward the front desk. An older woman looked up from the ledger she was organizing. Round spectacles rested low on her nose. She smiled politely. “Good morning.”

Sometimes. He considered that answer longer than most children would. Then, more quietly: “Is this where my dad works?” Zara didn’t turn away. “Yes.” iss he good at his job? Yes. That seemed to be enough for now. Leo nodded once and returned to his breakfast. Children had a way of circling truths without demanding them outright. St. Andrew’s academy sat behind tall iron gates and pale stone walls. Zara had chosen it after weeks of research academic rankings, faculty credentials, security systems, and how discreetly they handled parent inquiries.