Twisted Wonderland Royal Sword Academy Novels & Stories

"But it wanted me to show you something specific." As our fingers touched, the vision came immediately, clear and vibrant. I saw a future version of the Centre Garden, expanded and thriving. Around its perimeter stood stone buildings with open courtyards, where supernatural beings of all kinds gathered to learn, teach, and heal. Young wolves trained alongside vampire children, witches shared knowledge with human apprentices, and fae demonstrated ancient crafts to anyone willing to learn. "The Royal Academy," Matthias said, the name coming to him naturally. "A place where all are welcome to learn the old ways and the new. Where balance is taught through practice, not just theory."

' It was the softest term to be given to Hayden who loved to take pride in stealing other people's work! The prize given by the royal family to participants who get a high-value bounty is in the form of magic artifacts stored in the royal treasury. This year, Hayden took out a sword made of magic stone from the royal treasury. Many believe that the sword is a sword that was used by a famous general in the past who won the war between kingdoms so that he could claim the land of the Drachentia Kingdom. Although this truth has not been confirmed yet, there is a certain pride in winning the prize.

Hop on my back and I will use my flash step, so we can arrive there fast. As I thought, you're using that monstrous skill of yours, ok then. *Then may ride at tasos back and taso grabs May's legs and then taso said to May* May let us go, FLASH STEP! WISH…! *Then may and taso arrives at the imperial sword academy* So these the imperial sword academy It's a little bigger than our school and I can sense a strong presence here, interesting, I want to fight it. *The both of them arrives first, and they entered the academy than a woman suddenly blocked their path*

Awoooooooooo! I'm a fairy and he is a werewolf, loving each other is a big mistake. What we have is a twisted fate.

The air carried the sweet, heady scent of life in full bloom, mirroring the profound joy that had taken root within the royal family. In the royal training courtyard, sunlight streamed through the open arches, illuminating the soft grass where Prince Aether Draven, now five years old, stood with a small wooden practice sword in his hands. His dark curls bounced as he swung the blade with enthusiastic determination, mimicking the forms Lucien had shown him. His golden eyes, flecked with delicate silver, sparkled with concentration and the bright curiosity that defined him.

This was no ordinary weapon, it was a symbol, a promise, a storm yet to be unleashed. I didn’t stop there. I delved deeper into my royal witch heritage, learning spells that had been forbidden for centuries. Shadows bent to my will, and elements danced on the edge of control, waiting to obey me. Each incantation burned a little in my veins, but the pain was welcome. Power always came with a price, and I was willing to pay it. By the time I stepped outside, the hidden kingdom was alive with activity. Warriors trained relentlessly, forging bonds with one another, their weapons singing with readiness.

Carrie kept explaining how the academy worked, while Zeda listened closely. "So, each kingdom goes on missions, usually dealing with bad supernatural beings who are causing problems for humans. But some missions are too difficult or need special skills, so Mr. Percival will form a team of the best fighters from each kingdom, and Mrs. Amelia leads them instead of any of the princes." "Who's Mrs. Amelia, and why can't any of the princes lead these mixed team?" Zeda asked, fascinated by her new school.

ZANA'S POV ZANA’S POV My eyes went wide with surprise The air in the room changed immediately. She kept going. "The academy will be hosting a royal tournament in three weeks," she said. "This is not a drill and it is not optional. Every house will field a primary representative. That representative will compete across two disciplines - combat and magical strategy - in front of a formal audience that will include visiting officials from the royal court." The air in the room shifted. I felt it before I understood it. I saw every person in the hall sitting slightly straighter. Even people’s breathing changed”

He replied with a smile. “Elsa, you’ve been awarded a scholarship to school at the legendary Sheffield Academy.” He said, his tone sounding almost rehearsed. Sheffield Academy, it was like telling me I could now fly. No one in the history of Bulgaria has ever attended Sheffield. There were only six existing academies in the world; Sheffield academy, Bloodstone academy, Gomorrah Academy, Brenton Academy, Spirit Hound Academy, and Luna’s Crest Academy. Werewolves only attend the academy from twenty upwards. We are then taught science and art for two years in which we decide our path. so we are usually groomed and trained at home by our parents till twenty.