The Academy Book 5 Novels & Stories

Mas better kung ready rin ako para do'n. The title of the book was 'Ιστορία de Ἀκαδημία'. Sounds weird, looks weird, but I somehow managed to read it. Its first page was about the founder. AND THE FOUNDER WAS: VIVIAN MORIANA!? What the fuck? I hurriedly went upstairs to my room to get the book my papa gave me. "VIAN! HUWAG TUMAKBO BAKA MADAPA KA!" Paalala ni lola. "Sorry po!"

POV: Rory Hale The car halted so suddenly I almost smacked my forehead on the window. “This is it,” the woman in the black suit stated casually, like she wasn’t throwing me into the jaws of something I didn’t understand. I lifted my eyes and my chest clenched. The Academy wasn’t a school. It was a monster with stone skin. Gothic spires rose against the stormy sky, their sharp edges piercing into the clouds. Black iron gates curved with symbols I couldn’t read. Mist clung to the broad woodland surrounding it, thick enough to cover anythingwolves, shadows, maybe even bodies.

“Oh, you know. Just that you’re apparently some supernatural lightning rod for disaster. First, the attacks on the academy, your now-hopefully-ex boyfriend who got framed for the attacks, Valerie and her drama. Ghosts. More ghosts, now this. Plus, let’s not forget the whole ‘master’ situation. Whoever they are, they’re still out there.” “Great. Thanks for the reminder,” I mutter, sinking lower in my seat. “Still don’t get what the attack on the school has to do with me, though.” “Cooey!” Nate blows out an exasperated breath. “We never had this much drama at the Academia of the Moon until you arrived. Well, with the exception of Sally’s death.” “Hate to say this, Hails. But you are a magnet f

“But soon, you’ll wear it like a crown.” Later that night, I sat in the garden — the old one behind the neutral wing, half-forgotten, overgrown with ivy and moonflowers that pulsed faintly in the dark. I stared at the stars. But they didn’t comfort me. Not anymore. They watched. They waited. And I knew something had shifted again. Not just in the academy. In me. The book. The mark. Talon’s touch. Aeron’s words. I wasn’t just a girl learning how to survive anymore.

“Not in the way they fear - but it’ll feel like it.” I pressed my palms flat against the map, willing my voice to steady. “Then we’ll make it clear. This isn’t about stripping power. It’s about survival. The Goddess herself warned me - we will be tested. Divided packs won’t survive what’s coming.” Silence stretched for a moment, heavy with the weight of truth none of us wanted to say out loud. Finally, Damon straightened, his wolf brushing against mine, steady and strong. “Then the Academy becomes our last stone. The spine of our army. The question is where to place it.”

My body ached. I just want to go home. This wasn't how I pictured my freedom and life as a college student. Hell, this wasn't how I pictured the ‘great’ Velmorne Academy. A school for the elites. It wasn't like the normal colleges or universities common people attended. It wasn't even like the Ivy league schools humans—and some supernaturals—attended. It was so much more but it was hell. A year ago, I was over the moon when I was awarded the scholarship to study here.

Elowen’s POV – Twilight Whispers That evening, as the last vestiges of daylight faded into the soft embrace of twilight, the academy’s grounds transformed into a quiet sanctuary. I found myself wandering along a secluded stone path leading to a hidden courtyard, a place that had once been filled with echoes of our past conflicts and now promised a fragile new beginning. The gentle hum of evening stirred in the air—a murmur of crickets, the soft rustle of leaves—and all around, the academy seemed to exhale, releasing the weight of the day.

“And believe me, they’ll make sure you can still fight like hell while you’re at it.” I tried to act like I wasn’t shaken. Like it didn’t mean more to me than it should have. But deep down, something warm began to flicker in my chest. Maybe this was what belonging felt like. Two days later, we rode north, following the ancient trade road that led to the Academy of the Moon. The Academy was neutral territory—open to all packs willing to send their heirs to learn peace, strategy, and power without bloodshed. It sat nestled between the mountains, carved from silverstone and white granite, its towers spiraling toward the sky like fingers of the gods.

MEET THE FIVE ALPHAS CHAPTER ONE Nova Sterling Point Of View. “Fresh meat is here for the Alphas!” These words pierce me as security drags me through Bloodmoon Academy's gates. My boots slide on the wet concrete, and I almost fall off. Toronto’s skyscrapers glow behind us. The city’s tall, shiny, and sharp glass towers reflect the ever-changing sky. The town's architectural curves and angles appear bold, beautiful, and gracious. Then, five Alphas come out from the academy's woods. Their designer clothes cost more than everything I ever received in foster care.

Skye smirks, "Definitely. The academy is built from the cathedrals of buried secrets and bodies fmr the previous wars. The academy sacrificed hundred's of their student's lives just to buy more time for Arthur to kill Raya." "Besides, they aren't the first/ The academy changes side just as fast to the winning side." Skye adds I scoffed as I sarcastically remarks, "Well that's worth a celebration." Skye scoffs as well. After a few minutes, the gorgon librarian finally steps out of the library locking it with some enchanted lock. As soon as she leaves, Skye and I snuck in the library trying to figure out how to get in. Skye grunts, "Ah shit. That sly gorgon, she used her fingerprint to lock th