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

No pups laughed in the distance. Standing there, the terrifying memories of the night she rushed home from the academy came rushing back to her. She remembered the biting, glass-sharp cold in the air. She remembered the horrifying sight of hundreds of her pack members lying lifeless in the courtyards, their blood soaking into the frozen earth. Only a handful of traumatized omegas and children had survived, hidden away in the deep cellars, whom Lane had immediately relocated and funded out of her own pocket.

"If everyone was incinerated in that fire, and there were no witnesses... Is it possible that there coulld be any survivor?" Ethan’s dark eyes swirled with a terrifyingly bloodthirsty excitement, a wicked, menacing smile curving his lips as he leaned in closer. "That is exactly what we are going to find out, little tiger. My spies just located a heavily guarded secret outpost in the outer neutral territory. Someone from the old estate survived that night, hidden away from the world. Put on your leather training gear. Our hunt begins tonight."

The abnormal weather had killed many survivors. In my past life, I'd only arrived at a safe zone five months after the zombie outbreak. There'd been elite soldiers and over a hundred thousand survivors there. Over a hundred of these safe zones were scattered across the country, significantly contributing to mankind's survival. "Why aren't we leaving now since the safe zones have already been set up?" Mom asked me. I looked at the snow outside. "It's highly likely we'll freeze to death in this weather if our car breaks down." …

That debt had to be settled properly. Three days later, on a stormy night with pouring rain, a battered armored vehicle—barely holding together—smashed through the gates of the villa complex. Callie and Dan crawled out of the car, covered in mud and looking utterly miserable. Behind them, more than a dozen mutated zombies were chasing them. “Help! Is anyone there? Help!” Callie screamed, her voice hoarse. Dan gripped a machete in his hand, but it was useless against mutated zombies.

Luna: “Blackbird-Calder-Pack-Plus-Four-Plus-One-Tentacle-Girl, I swear if you don’t tell me you’re alive—” Remy laughs. Remy: “We’re alive. We’re in Utah. There’s a hidden mythic university in a lost city. We accidentally overthrew the Sky Court on day one. Normal college stuff.” Silence. Then every Coyote in the background starts howling at once (happy, proud, wild). Luna (voice cracking): “You tell every single one of those idiots that the Calder pack door is open 24/7. You need backup, a safe house, or someone to bite a god for you—

The radio sat silent on the desk, a small black square of metal that had effectively shattered whatever fragile peace we had managed to scrape together since escaping the Keep. Is this really how it ends? I thought, wrapping my arms around myself as a sudden chill ran down my spine. We survived the bloodbath at the academy. We ran through miles of monster-infested woods. We bled, we hid, we pushed past our breaking points, to sit in a nameless cottage and wait for the world to rot around us?

They all laughed at the maid. The wolfless orphan. The charity case. The girl who slept on the floor in her adopted sister’s room and carried her bags like it was an honor. Everyone at Alpha Academy thought they knew her. They were wrong. Two months ago, something ancient woke up inside her. Not a soft glow. Not a polite shift. A roar that cracked the earth, tore through a monster the instructors thought was impossible to kill, and lit up every magical sensor in the academy like a flare. Now the world is hunting the girl they called weak. Cassian Rowe — cold, calculating heir of Ashmere — is already studying her like she’s the most dangerous puzzle he’s ever solv

Pallets of rice and beans gone with a flick of her wrist. "Joanna," Rachel called out, her voice cutting through the quiet aisle. "We have a problem. Those survivors who ran out of here? Their minds just collided with a much larger group about a quarter-mile out. They're panicking, telling them about 'The Executioner' and a warehouse full of untouched supplies." Julian smiled faintly, a dangerous spark of electricity dancing on his thumb. "It seems my fan club is growing."

Do not move, do not react, stay still when he comes towards you. Station Gamma Thorne outside the meeting, blade ready. Nova swallowed. Numb. Behind her Jax stopped breathing. His whole body rejected the instruction. Stay still. While someone tried to kill her. No. He would be in that tent and she would not be. His body was locked in place but every part of him was already at war. There are four books hidden behind a hidden door in the library. When you pry it open, an arrow, poisoned with old black, will fly.

With Lysandra's guidance and the memories of his grandmother in his heart, he felt a glimmer of hope that he could become something more—a force for good in a world where darkness and light coexisted. Their journey through the celestial realm was only the beginning of Alex's quest for self-discovery, and he was determined to face whatever challenges lay ahead. With Lysandra by his side, he knew that he had a celestial guardian watching over him, guiding him in his journey to find balance and purpose in a world where darkness and light intertwined.