Umbrella Academy Author Novels & Stories

"And what did you tell them?" "That Ember Academy does not expel students for surviving an unjust world," the Headmaster said, some of his old steel returning to his voice. "But I will not lie to you, Sera. That answer will not satisfy every family on this ridge. You have made yourself the center of a conflict far larger than any single student should have to carry, and I fear it is only beginning."

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I sniffled, rubbing the lonesome tear threatening to fall off her face. Instantly, Hilda held my hands in hers and warned with concern, “Kate, you can’t go to Umbra Academy. They’ll shred you alive over there.” “I know, Hilda. But there’s nothing I can do. My fate is sealed.” I said with defeat, lowering my head. Umbra Academy was a school for the elite of shifters and witches where they were taught how to rule and steer ahead in this power-hungry world. Although it seemed like a promising place, bullying and murder were often found to take place on its campus.

Dear Heatherians, Congratulations! You've reached the end of the Heather Academy! I want to thank you all for being with me during my journey in writing Heather Academy: School of Fighters. Thank you for giving me inspirations and giving me thousands of reasons to continue writing. The truth is, when I started writing my first story, which is this story, I always doubt myself. And always question myself. Can I do this? Can I meet the reader's expectations? Can I get their attention? Will anyone support me? Will I still bleed or should just stop writing? But then I realized, with or without readers, I should keep on bleeding. I should keep on writing. Because I'm not writing to impress. I'm w

You'd think after seventeen years, I'd be used to it. You'd be wrong. "Aria Blackwood," I read aloud, tracing the elegant calligraphy with my thumb. No one in Pine Hollow received mail with such beautiful writing. Hell, most of us were lucky if the bills arrived without coffee stains. The return address made my blood turn to ice: Crimson Moon Academy. "No," I whispered, my hands starting to shake. "No, no, no." But there it was, the official seal pressed into blood-red wax—a crescent moon wrapped around a wolf's head. Everyone knew what that meant. Every human between seventeen and nineteen knew what that meant.

I appreciate how worried you are, but I am no queen and powerless if I don’t join in the battle. Cadmus just sighed. "I’m sorry for Taurus' reckless act, your majesty," he bowed down. "If you, please excuse us, we need to prepare and discuss some loopholes that can destroy the barrier of the palace." Emily nodded her head. She just watched them walk away from the function hall. Emily heaved a sigh and sat down. She examined her palms, questioning her worth about the power bestowed upon her by the Moon Goddess. Suddenly, a light appeared in her palm. She played with it but was interrupted by the Beta.

My eyes narrow at the space between them. Confetti coats the table, with two large bowls—one filled with candy and the other with potato chips. There’s a plate stacked with soft-baked cookies sandwiched in buttercream and topped with a single pink candle. A young man with curly light copper hair and a sturdy build rises, offering a crimson balloon. “Happy belated birthday!” he chirps, his round face lighting up with a smile as his deep, warm brown eyes fix on my mark. “It’s not much, but we hope you like it. Welcome to the Academia of the Moon. You’re going to love it here.”

“I’m from the Moonshadow Pack.” “Moonshadow Pack? I’d heard of them. Why are you here?” “I ran away,” Anne explained. “I’m working as a servant at Umbra Academy now. It’s… complicated.” My suspicion lingered, but I was too weak to resist. “Umbra Academy?” Anne nodded. “It’s a place for the elite. Killers and witches, shifters. They teach you how to survive, how to lead. It’s not a kind place, but it’s powerful.”

>>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< "Greetings, freshman attending Time Cross Academy. A short introduction of who I am although some of you may recognise me. My name is Amanda Lucifer and I am the archmage as well as the principal of this academy. Your families have agreed to entrust you to me for the next five years. Whether you live or die, is up to me to decide. Heed my rules well and you shall survive. Disregard them and forfeit your lives." Nobody made any noise when Amanda Lucifer spoke. The authority in her voice didn't leave space for protests of negotiations and the new students swallowed. Some of them like Soubi were already regretting their decision to attend the academy. Amanda scanned

Jump says, her eyes going wide. "This is big," Hothead says, dropping his luggage. Even I must admit, Yellow Sun Academy is unlike anything I have ever seen. Yellow Sun Academy looks like a giant, shining, white castle. It looks bigger than our hometown. There are dozens of towers, shining as well. They're hidden behind a large stone wall, with the only entrance being a tall iron gate, and painted right on the iron gate is a yellow sun. The stone path we're on leads us through a beautiful courtyard with lush green grass and big red bushes. On the sides of the path are statues of who I can only guess are past fighters of the Yellow Sun Academy and even they are shining.