The Book Academy Novels & Stories

“Yes, James, I’m sure I have the right young man. So, what do you think?” “Well, uh, it seems . . . kinda . . . crazy,” stammered James. “I suppose I would feel the same if the situation were reversed. Here.” Blakeney handed over a pamphlet. “This is some information about the academy. Take a look.” James gasped at the picture of the school on the front. “Whoa! This is a school? It looks like a huge, white stone mansion or some kind of monument or something.”

Clara read out, peering into my locker. I furrowed my brows as I stared at the book in confusion. It was a red leather-bound, large book, surely containing a lot of information, yet I hadn't seen it before, and I couldn't remember keeping it in my locker. “That's for first-year students. Why would you need such a thing to take to class?” Ruby questioned. “What's this for?” I murmured. Ruby snorted. She rolled her eyes. “It's just as it's written here. It's a lore book and a guide to survive the academy system. Still, it's for first-year students. We all had a copy. And that's probably yours.” She pointed out.

This is a school purely for rich men. This academy is built for men. It breathes men. Every corner reeks of power, of legacy, of cruel ambition handed down through generations. These halls are lined with gilded portraits of male rulers, innovators, dictators—men who shaped the world with their iron will and razor-sharp minds. The boys here are trained to follow in their footsteps. Economics. Politics. Law. International strategy. Warfare. Linguistics. Sports. Negotiation. Technology. They are handed the knowledge of the world like it's their birthright.

"8 prompts, the Academy restaurant. Wear anything, and I am looking forward to seeing you." "I'm not," I said, but I doubted he heard, or maybe he did and didn't care. "The Academy restaurant," Riley whispered. "That's the best spot on school grounds, Kelani. Shit, he's trying to take you to somewhere classy. What would he do if you agreed to be his?"

“Fine. Don’t talk yet.” He looked at me then, really looked at me, and whatever he saw there made his voice soften. “But I found something.” Jane’s head snapped up. “Found what.” “A book,” he said. “In the hidden library at the academy.” That got everyone’s attention. “There are things in there that are not in the main archives,” Sammy continued. “Things they don’t want students touching unless they already know what they are. Bloodlines. Hybrids. Anomalies.”

She felt agitated. “The Academy was an institution created by human and werewolf authorities alike to extinguish the threat the rogue wolves posed to both packs and human society alike. Years ago the rogue population increased suddenly with many wolves rejecting their accepted mates and choosing the free life away from the pack. They slowly turned feral and became a threat that the authorities found a solution to, The Academy.” Star knew a little of the history from when she’d been there, but the story was told differently. “The book explains the whole thing.” Ray pushed the law textbook towards her, but she didn’t have to open it to know he was telling the truth.

Once again, I was in awe of the underworld. The archives were set up like a vast library, similar to the one Belle was obsessed with in Beauty and the Beast. The shelves started six inches off the ground and went until they reached the vaulted ceiling. Each bookcase had ten frames, and the bookcases were lined up side by side from one long wall to the next. Each shelf was lined with leather-bound books; glancing at them; I could tell they were arranged by title and publication date. The titles of the books were written in a language I couldn't decipher. Still, Samael seemed to know what he was doing as he walked to the far right corner of the library, grabbed one book, and then went to the o

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!"