True Cross Academy Novels & Stories

Sunlight streamed through the massive stained-glass windows, casting brilliant fractured diamonds of blue, purple, and gold across the hundreds of graduating students. I stood near the front of the stage, smoothing down the front of my white graduation robes. The heavy gold embroidery along the collar caught the light—a subtle nod to the Sovereign core humming peacefully beneath my ribs. It had been two years since the fall of the old regime, and today, we were the first class to graduate from the Unified Academy. "Stop fidgeting, you look perfect," a familiar voice whispered from my left.

I asked while waiting for Cassie. “Oh, yes darling. It’s just in front of your school.” She said. I nodded. And everything fell silent again. *** We’re now here in front of Heather Academy. It’s a weird name, right? I thought so too. After I withdrew my allowance, me and Cassie entered the school gate. We we're greeted by the students, wearing...a cloak. “Why do you think it’s named Heather Academy? And why do you think they're wearing cloaks?” Cassie asked as she hung her arm around mine.

I focused on my thoughts and I tried my best to recall the defense magic I learned with Sienna just in case I needed to protect myself. Three other Vampire's rapidly arrived at the scene at their customary blurry speed. They were members of the Dorwin Academy Houndcross team and they swept their peers of the ground. "What the hell is wrong with him? Feeding from the source is banned especially while enrolled," Alex communicated to one of them. He rushed over to Courtney and effectively picked her up. She was still conscious but she was dazed and slowly blinking. "Danté you need to find Coach," he started by ordering his friend before answering Alex. "Look man we're sorry, we didn't know this

Not forgetting my backpack l take out a formal attire and l hurriedly change into it removing my boots wearing heels as l charge at my target. Entering the building brought some kind of uneasy feeling that everything might not go the way as l planned. I take a seat at the reception seeing some of the participants cry as they leave the room. I take out my resume as l look at my false details everything was made up thanks to Hozumi's help. She had been lending me some help for the past three months. "Next is Shizuku Kenba" "I am here" "Come this way."

The roof leaked in interesting patterns, and the concrete floor stayed cold enough to keep the nightmares at bay most nights. My name is Nico Black. Twenty-one. No family. No future. Just scars that mapped out every place life had kicked me and a high school diploma that meant exactly nothing in a world still limping after the Swarm War. I found the letter two days ago, slipped under the warped metal door like it belonged there. Black envelope. Crimson wax seal shaped like thorns wrapped around a drop of blood. BludHeaven Academy. The vampire school. The one that had started letting humans in after the Integration Accords turned everything upside down.

"This pamphlet includes your room key, your class schedule, and your bank information through Divinity Credit Union." I open the file and look at my schedule. I have Sparring, Angelic & Demonic History, Magical Studies, and Magical Enhancement. The classes seemed interesting enough, I turned the next page, and my eyes widened, my eyebrows almost shooting off my head. "Umm, Headmaster Simmins, where did this money come from?" "Ah yes," He said, glancing over my shoulder and looking at the page I was on. "That is a monthly stipend provided by the Academy; we want to ensure that our students never go without."

Suddenly, the lights around us went out, leaving only the stage illuminated. An elderly man stood there, his features sharp, and his eyes a steady red. His voice was deep as he said: “I am Principal James Cashmable. Welcome, new students, to Warster Kailey Academy, the grand academy that unites the three kinds: vampires, demons, and ghouls. Here, you are all equal. No one is above another.” He paused for a moment, then continued: “I wish you the best experiences and happiness here at the Academy of the Nation.”

“Welcome to our Tri-World Tournament that is held every ten years! Every once in a decade, the gates that separate the three worlds unite to strengthen the harmony of peace among us. I am pleased to announce that we are doing that starting today until the end of this month – no boundaries that are forbidden to cross, no animosity among the blood enemies, just magic!” On cue, fireworks in the shapes of dragons raced to the cloudless horizon. Upon reaching the sky, a beautiful tree bloomed above them followed by the logo of Transylvania Academy – a six-pointed star with the initials of T and A. This spectacular show elicited cheers and a round of applause from the students that were sitting on

The spectators are holding small flags of our school, On the screen there is a picture of our flag. I feel We are very VIP at these times. Our school has a different way of introducing itself to its predecessors. "From the most influential and Most powerful, famous and house of intelligent students, Let us all welcome the Luna players of Luz de la luna. MoonLight Academy!" A loud roar from the spectators could be heard inside the arena. Shout out the name of Moonlight, Moonlight is really a powerful school. I smiled but I also immediately lost my smile when I noticed our pictures on the screen.

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.