Novel & Cerita Witchcraft Academy

The crystal barely produced a pathetic, flickering gray smoke that dissolved within seconds. The head mystic had sniffed in disdain, scribbling Negligible Core… Unaligned Alpha of Iron-ridge academy on his note. I caught Aiden’s distant, unreadable gaze from the upper balcony. He didn't blink, but the slight relaxation in his jaw told me I had played the part perfectly. I spent the rest of the three-hour class sitting in the back row, absorbing every syllable of the instructor's techniques, memorizing the different hand gestures and internal focus points by heart.

The roof leaked in interesting patterns, and the concrete floor stayed cold enough to keep the nightmares at bay most nights. My name is Nico Black. Twenty-one. No family. No future. Just scars that mapped out every place life had kicked me and a high school diploma that meant exactly nothing in a world still limping after the Swarm War. I found the letter two days ago, slipped under the warped metal door like it belonged there. Black envelope. Crimson wax seal shaped like thorns wrapped around a drop of blood. BludHeaven Academy. The vampire school. The one that had started letting humans in after the Integration Accords turned everything upside down.

This is something I’ll definitely bring up to dad that we can integrate at our full moon runs. Throughout the night I stay by Sierra and I let her introduce me to most of the high schoolers at the party. A few of the drunk guys even begged me to shift because they had never seen a wolf before but I kindly told them no. Sierra doesn’t seem like the most popular girl at school but everyone still knows who she is, although that doesn’t really surprise me since she is the daughter of the coven’s doctor.

"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

The same dagger used for the initiation. "You really shouldn't have done that." I tell her pulling the Dagger out of my chest and without think twice I snapped her neck and her dead body fell to the ground. Gripping the whip I start to pull at it. Pulling her towards me. She was nothing compared to the strength I now had. I drained her of any blood running through her veins letting her limp body fall to the ground. Other witches ran for safety in the Academy. I couldn't get in anymore because of the barrier put around the school.

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

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.