Welton Academy Novels & Stories

The sun hung low over the bustling campus of Westbrook Academy, casting long shadows across the neatly trimmed lawns and ivy-covered buildings. The academy was one of the most prestigious schools in the state, known for its rigorous academics, sprawling extracurriculars, and the diverse student body it attracted. Children of politicians, business tycoons, scholars, and creatives walked its hallowed halls, each carrying the weight of their family name and expectations.

Poor souls, they don't know we exist; they won't even see us coming. I have studied each of the four in detail. The wolf shifter who wears his heart on his sleeve like a big, fluffy toy is the easiest target for sure, as long as I can separate him from his pack. The eagle is cunning, not so easily fooled, and he shows caution, preferring his own company, a habit I need to break, and I can be very persuasive when I need to be. The Dragon shifter will be a challenge, centuries old and wise even before my time. He has ancient magic; only time will wear down his defenses. But the one that brings a sliver of unease to the place my heart used to be is Caleb, Prince of Demons. I suppose if you look

Iris A little under an hour later, the large black gates of Wellington Academy open to let us in. I can’t help but gasp softly as I look up at the large building. It really is beautiful—red brick with white trim, large windows, a manicured lawn, and a big wrought iron fence with manned gates so strangers can’t just walk onto the school grounds. Beautiful, intimidating, and most of all: safe. It looks exactly like what a prestigious private school should look like. But I can’t help but feel a little guilty.

I had only caught glimpses of the school and its inhabitants, and my previous experiences with Briar and Liam had left me anxious. As we walked down the grand staircase, I couldn’t help but notice the intricate details of the architecture. High ceilings adorned with magical motifs, large windows that seemed to glow with their own light, and artwork that pulsed with a life of its own created an atmosphere that felt both enchanted and intimidating. “Windamere Academy is unlike any other school,” my uncle began, guiding me through the spacious foyer. “It’s not just a place for learning; it’s a sanctuary for beings like us. You’ll find all kinds of species here, each with their own unique abilit

As teachers of Werewolf Academy, the couple, Mr. Marjun and Mrs. Soledad Barnes, along with her eight-year old daughter went at the celebration of the Academy because of the success it had achieved. The Academy was recently presented as the top private school in the country, although many are wondering about its name as Werewolf Academy. "Mommy, Daddy, why is the school where you teach called Werewolf Academy? Is it true that there are Werewolves?" the eight-year old Melanie asked on her parents.

Vaike responded honestly. Even now, he couldn't shake off the chill crawling up his spine. - Saintly Woods Academy was a prestigious private academy for elites located in Springberg. Its vast campus was perpetually filled with the sounds of studious students amidst rustic and picturesque landscapes. It was the pride of Springberg, renowned for its academic and educational excellence. A glance at the school's alumni would reveal the multitude of brilliant individuals it had produced and the numerous accolades it had achieved.

I immediately traded the fruits for the cocoa. "Your mother and I were close when we attended the academy, Le Royal Academy for nobles, royals and knights. Well that was the old academy," Kylen began to explain, his eyes downcast and his gaze afar. "The new academy is called Elverton and it accommodates all," Shane picked up where his father left off. "Its a place where young supernaturals who can't control their abilities or those that are too different to attend human schools or colleges attend. You can also choose to attend with any special circumstances because as I said before Elverton accepts all," Shane spoke passionately about the school. So passionately, I swear he was trying to get