Witchcraft Academy Novels & Stories

THE academy was full of chaotic students. There are some who had wings and they were chasing each other in the hallway, not caring if they crashed into the property of the academy. Chloe noticed that land origins are what distinguished every student, not by their elemental powers. They wore white robes with color and design at the back. There are three land origins that were classified in the Krystalline Academy: Deirdre with its inhabitants are called peasants, Markus with its denizens, and Vestia with its residents.

So, I was here. THE GIFTED ACADEMY. The Academy sat at the very heart of Coldtown, perched on a hill that overlooked the pack city like some ancient fortress reborn. The main gates stretched wide, crafted of silver and dark stone, etched with runes that hummed faintly as I stepped closer. They weren’t just decoration — they pulsed with old magic, a reminder that this place wasn’t for ordinary wolves. Inside, the academy sprawled like its own kingdom. Towers touched the skies, their glass windows catching the light, while bridges of stone and ivy connected them above the courtyards.

My dark human eyes stay fixed straight ahead, completely unbothered by the whispers rippling through the crowd like wild wind. "A perfect score of one hundred and fifty points? A non-shifting human female?" "My wolf must be blind. I thought Ace Marlow brought her in through Whitlock Hollow connections!" "How does an unshifted human get top rank in shifter territory law and medicinal alchemy? Did Briggs Whitlock steal the answer scroll from the Davis Alpha Residence?" "Or she cheated. She was sleeping thirty minutes into the exam while the rest of the Prodigy Class was sweating blood!" I step through the arched wooden doorway into the Academy Wolf Halls, ignoring the hostile glares. My heavy

said Azareel, his face now getting cold then he continued his words. "Chimera came to me, they said the first clue was in Blue Star academy," "He said there is a clue we are looking for, I'm sure you all don't know what we are looking for, but most likely what we are looking for right now is where the crystal cube is located," "He said again, this world is full of magic, herbs and poison, as well as sophisticated magic tools even more sophisticated than on Earth." "More sophisticated than the technological tools on earth? It seems like an interesting journey," Leonard said, stroking his smooth chin.

I sighed. Cam wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Welcome to Salem Academy, home to witches, bitches, and trolls." He wasn't all wrong. I laughed. "Good one."

I rubbed at my temples, hoping to relieve some of this headache. "Right, let me start at the beginning," she said, dragging a chair over by the bed. "I'm a witch, a spell casting, potion making witch. We're trained by our coven after high school. That's why I didn't go to the same college as you, Raya. Anyway, after 4 years of training we hold a graduation ceremony where we show our skills to all alphas in a pack in need of a witch. From there the alphas put in for which witch they want, and then we can decide which pack we go to if we get multiple offers. I had a few, so I chose this pack because they were closest to you. Plus the pack itself has a unique ability that I liked."

There was no way she'd be able to sleep with so many questions in her head anyway. As they sat on Carrie's bed with bowls of cereal, Carrie began to explain. "Shadowbrook Academy is a school for supernatural beings, or genuses. It helps us develop and perfect our supernatural abilities, and also nurtures any natural talents or hobbies we have, all while giving us a regular education." Zeda's eyes widened as Carrie listed the different genuses in the academy: witches, mages, werewolves, vampires, and demons. She choked on her cereal when Carrie mentioned that Lucian was the only demon.

I recently got a scholarship into Blackfrost Academy which only made my plans and goals so much easier. My one goal in life is to avenge my people's death, infiltrate the academy and get close to the only heir of the Thorneval bloodline who slaughtered my family till what remained was just a little girl thirsty for the enemy's blood. Here I am, Cressida Ashcroft Virelai . The only surviving witch of the Ashcroft bloodline. I've learnt how to suppress my powers for eleven good years and it wasn't easy. I couldn't let everything I've worked for for so many years go down the drain all because of these wretched rouges.

Social status didn't really matter to Lucas, so he didn't look awkward sitting next to Rafaela. Rafaela nodded. "Yes, that's right, prince. That is me. Sorry in advance if I acted rashly. I have no other choice because of seeing you cornered. Let me introduce myself, I am Rafaela Swan. I am a tier two witch and a master at the Andromeda school, a water element witch."

My father is the Alpha of the Blue moon pack and my mother is a Dokar witch, though she had since been excommunicated from her coven, the cause, her mating with a wolf. My nana is a wolf, she is my grandmother, my grandfather died during the twilight wars. The twilight wars were the greatest war ever, it was a great war between all the night creatures, a peace treaty was never signed and when no one came out victorious from the war, it just stopped, but it didn't stop other people from trying to restart the war, so an agreement was reached and mating between different creatures was banned. But it so happened that the moon goddess had other plans and many witches were mated to wolves, most of