The Extra's Academy Survival Guide Novel Yonder Novels & Stories

She rolled her eyes but put the gun on its stand. ‘It is unloaded, and the safety is on. It isn’t my first time holding a gun.’ She said, reaching for the MRE packets and reading them. I went to the small bathroom and checked the faucet and lo and behold there was running water still. Alice came to see when she heard the sound of water. ‘What is that place?’ She signed her eyes wide with wonder and excitement. I chuckled. “I think this place belonged to one of those survivalists, but I guess he wasn’t living in this world anymore.” Alice hummed and went back to the supply room.

With the type of students I've seen here, if any of them get their hands on these books, this academy will be razed down. If Roxie were here she'd want to read a bit of everything before she leaves. She loves gathering new information as though they were gold. ‎ ‎As I move deeper, the air gets colder and I can't help but feel anxious. What if something from underneath the shelves suddenly grabs my leg, trying to pull me into their world. This is a paranormal academy, anything can happen, especially in a restricted area. I tap my head, chiding myself. “Stop thinking of weird things Ivy. Think of flowers, the Ebon Testament, stealing candies from Roxie's secret stash, tripping Luciana in front

Blackthorne Academy had never been quiet. Not truly. It whispered. It hunted. It waited. Every stone carried a memory. Every tower held a secret. Every Red Moon sharpened teeth. But tonight— The Academy exhaled. Silence settled over the grounds—not the tense silence before violence, but the calm that follows survival. The war was over. The Gate was sealed. The dead finally slept. And for the first time since stepping through the iron gates with a suitcase and a terrified heartbeat, Lyra Hawthorne didn’t feel like prey.

map of his son’s potential. "Tomorrow, we leave the island," Ethan declared. "We aren't going to New Geneva. We’re going to the 'Dead-Zones' of the interior. If they want the 'Biological Key,' they’ll have to find us in the 'Labyrinth' of the 'Unindexed' states." The chapter ends with Ethan looking at the "Last Ledger" of his own life. The "Shadow Teacher" had only just begun his work.

Yvonne saves her hospital from another country. By guiding a stranger through death with her voice alone but the enemy answers with a new countdown,in a new city, a new target And she realizes the nightmare is spreading faster than she can reach. And soon she will have to choose Which lives to save. And which to lose.

The sun hung high in the sky, casting a soft, golden hue over the sprawling grounds of New Moon Academy. The castle-like estate loomed majestically, its turrets piercing the clouds, while ivy clung to the stone walls like a protective embrace. Charlie Hale stood at the entrance, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Today marked a new beginning, a chance to leave behind the shadows of her past.

"No can do, Your Majesty. You need to give us a direction first. Everyone would only become hungrier if we run around like headless chickens and come back with nothing." No one wanted to die of hunger, and they thought I had a point. So, they turned to Queenie and made the same request. Queenie was panicking, her back drenched in sweat. Then, her eyes lit up. "There's a hill straight east, and the base is covered in mushrooms! We can forage for those! And there's a field further east. It's something the previous survivors left." She smiled smugly. "See? Told you they'd forgive us if you'd just apologize."

the man who had been a Southern Alpha asked, his voice full of doubt. I reached out my hand and made a tearing motion in the air. I didn't just imagine a door. I commanded the space between the worlds to break. A jagged line of Blood-Gold light appeared in the middle of the camp, ripping through the purple sky. Through the crack, I could see the cold, blue light of a real moon. I could see the snow-covered peaks of the Northern mountains. I could smell the freezing, sharp air of the real 2026. "We're going home," I said, and the power in my voice made the survivors fall to their knees.

Another is lying in the bed very irritatedly, hearing the doctor say that she needs to have two injections instead of one from today onwards. After that, it's a blur of white sheets and quarantine. All the same, she overcame the bloody struggle. Thankfully, thinking about all those things, the ladder of four floors is over very fast. Yanlong carefully crawled into the air vent. She doesn't have a map, but she's an apocalypse survivor. When you don't have a map for a rectangle, begin from the corner, and finish up to the next door you see. Do not take shortcuts, do not give in to flights of fancy.

“And I knew you’d throw yourself into the fire if you heard it at the wrong time. I kept you alive, Tunde. That’s what matters.” “She died alone.” Makan stepped closer. “She died in the Ruins. You are out of them. That’s the difference.” The maintenance door at the far end slid shut, Abigail and Samuel gone. The echo of Abigail’s voice still lingered in Tunde’s mind, but Makan’s hand was firm on his shoulder. “Stay,” Makan said. “Or lose the only future you have.” Tunde didn’t answer. But he didn’t move toward the door, either.