Witchcraft Academy Novels & Stories

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

Same goes for the students who all wish to witness the different abilities that will be shown by the participants. "They're all reckless and stubborn. That's all the reason they chose my class, first and foremost, expecting that being taught by the Witch's apprentice would be thrilling." Serina smiled, being aware that those were undoubtedly true. But the fact that no one actually dropped her class upon enlisting to it, there sure is something to it that she is just too embarrassed to admit. Dropping and transferring of classes are common things at the Academia, especially for those whose family does not restrict their members to practice one specific craft. But as for Sherfy who mainly teac

A girl says and I glare at her. "Go. I'll get him to safety." I tell them. I watch the Six of them hurriedly get into the two cars while I make my way towards Nathan. I cast a spell on him to relieve the pain before dragging him back into the truck. I didn't have a plan. I can't take him to Witch Academy. Humans aren't allowed but I guess that's my only option. I got into truck and sped to the Academy. With a Glamour spell The elders made the huge Academy look like an abandoned building.

Hecate waved her hand through the mirror, dissipating it into a fog. "You mean Karmina. From my understanding, she has started making some movement about four years ago." Willow mentioned as she recalled the information Miss J shared with her. Karmina had been recruiting Rogues from different Supernatual groups, Witches especially. She had made a scene in the Werewolf community, but as to why, Miss J hadn't told her. Hecate nodded along as if reading her thoughts.

Time Cross Academy's principal was a fearsome woman, as the archmage of the time rift who held power over an entire academy that didn't get destroyed in a dimension crack, nobody wanted to offend her. On top of that, Time Cross Academy was known for one other thing apart from its superior education. For clans and countries who are looking for potential marriage partners for their children, it was the perfect place to be. Testimonials have said that while the methods were weird, the results were fantastic. 10/10 would recommend sending their children there to find a potential mate if the family has no problems against receiving a male bride or offering a male bride. Amanda Lucifer guarantees

It is where the strongest are chosen to move on, and the weak either die, quit, or get expelled. Werewolf Academy isn’t your regular human university. There, we are taught the necessary skills to survive the incoming war. We study like the human do, but learning their science and technology is in no way fundamental to us. We have the Moon Goddess. We have portals. We have her blessed magic. We have pack telepathy. What better way to communicate than that?

The elders specified in the respective field will be the headmasters of the following respective fields. It was compulsory for the witches and wizards who chose to live a life like mundane to send their children to the academy. Bullying is not allowed in school. The academy will be near the coven place. After all the academy discussion, we discuss the witches' rules who wanted to live a mundane life. Those rules are as follows: 1. They are not allowed to use magic in front of human beings. 2. It is compulsory to attend a meeting held by the coven once a year.

This was not supposed to happen. I don't want to be touched. Ever. Again. Aiden turns, signalling with his head to follow him. As a true submissive, I have to walk behind him. Not next to him, like a normal person, like a valued person. But I follow him. Because what choice do I have? How far will Aiden go to make sure his ridiculous plans go ahead? What did Henry take off him? Why is he so vexed on revenge? I trail behind him, a submissive already in formation, through the silent, dark halls of the academy. Nobody is up yet. Our footsteps echo off the marble. Cold statues of long-dead dominants line the walls like silent witnesses.

“It worked. I can’t smell you.” “I feel… weird,” I admitted. “But also… kind of strong.” “You should. That spell lasts as long as you want it to. Break it, and you’ll be you again.” “Thank you,” I told the witch, who was now rummaging through her things. “Pleasure doing business,” she said. “Oh, and don’t get caught. I don’t do refunds.” We laughed. Kind of. Michelle escorted me to the borders of Clawstone Academy, our twin academy just for boys.

So, aside from being tagged as the duck, she was the grand witch of Mystic Academy. Mrs. Periwinkle cleared her throat while Mr. Randall stepped forward, waving his hands. He started, "Yes, everyone is to pair, but you are not allowed to pair with your friends or roommates. A senior cannot pair with another senior, and likewise, a junior cannot pair with another junior. This is different from last year." "The pairing goes this way: a senior and a junior, a werewolf and a witch, a witch, and any shifter," Mrs. Periwinkle added.