Witchcraft Academy Novels & Stories

It piques my attention, but I still see nothing ahead. To my left, another light flickers on. Mrs. Dominion steps forward to stand before a podium and begins. “Sires, North America’s most prestigious academy is glad to have you here. I shall begin by presenting Grey Sylvester, a student of the academy, who today shall be judged by the school’s grade and your decree.” She clears her throat and continues, a feigned smile on her face. If witches were real, I’d say she was one.

The plan commenced as soon as we all nodded our heads. An incoming mind-link while we stood outside alerted us to the witches' presence at the border. Having given them access, three witches emerged before everyone in a matter of minutes. The group consisted of an older woman, a middle-aged woman, and a young woman. All in black dresses and gold necklaces, their eyes were striking: white for the oldest, green for the middle one, and purple for the youngest. "Good afternoon, ladies. I'm Alpha King Castro, and welcome to The Acadia of Saints pack. I appreciate you carving out time to visit, even with your hectic schedule. My mate has been abducted, and I urgently require your assistance. My in

To top it all off, seeing Wolfy today gave me even more paranoia on why not to sleep. 'Would he open up my window while I'm asleep?' I thought to myself as I tossed and turned to my stomach's early morning growl. I was dreading the fact I had to go the the academy again today. Mostly for the Coven's sake was the only reason why I go to that world. They wanted all the witches to take every supernatural course that there was to provide. A bright and smart witch should always know everything about her enemies and allies. I can proudly say I know a lot about all the different species, humans and supernatural that there was to know.

It was Wednesday and everyone was in their sport wear. In frost Academy, Every Wednesday and Friday the school devotes four hours for exercise and sports then by 12:00pm in the afternoon, school work starts. Ashley and Jace were walking side by side totally ignoring each other as they suddenly turned to see sss2 girls gathered in one corner shouting at someone. Ashley squinted her eyes as she saw An half caste girl , she looked like she was in Ss1 with her curly hair and her swollen face .

He inched closer like he was approaching a wild animal. To be frank, maybe I was. It felt like my heart was about to climb out of my chest. “Why am I really here?” “Exactly what I told you. We’re trying to help you and figure out why your mark is different.’ “What’s it to you what happens to me anyway?” “Because if you run wild you could become a danger to humans.” He paused. “You could die if you don’t know how to contain your magic or the change. That’s what the academy is for. It’s to help you manage all of it.”

Says the way he felt when he entered the room drove his wolf crazy. dark magic I couldn't help but think it could be used to identify mates even before they knew they were fated. It was only Addanc who could perform such. This was indeed a confirmation that Addanc was the mastermind of those papers, with Pete as the associate and Theo as the inside man. But why did Pete result to such evil measures? Even go as far as black mailing his own son?

There will be a man that will fetch you tomorrow for you to be able to go here. ~HeadMistress Rei' I immediately folded the paper after reading what’s inside of it. Magisch Academy huh? What a weird name? Should I accept it or not? What if it’s a scam? Or a trap from my enemies? But do I have a choice? I no longer have a school to go to and I especially do not want to stop studying.

"Witchcraft has many forms. I heard some of you were shaking up at the other campus today. What do you think caused the power surge?" "I don't know, but it felt awful," Gwen pouts. "Like I was being roasted from the inside out." "Yeah, like someone tried to rip my wolf out of me." Sullivan, the werewolf from our last class, smirks my way. I sink in my seat, hoping I can use my magic to become invisible. "Anyone else care to share?" Bergins' baritone voice fills the silence and he sits on the edge of his desk. "No? So what do we know from history? How can we use the past not to make the same mistakes now in the present and further into the future?"

But no one knew the right answer. "After that, vampires and werewolves retreated to their own territories, cutting the ties forever. The Supernatural Academy was in the land of the werewolves, so they renamed it the Royal Academy, and from then on, it became an academy solely for werewolves. Later, witches were also allowed to attend the Academy, as witches are the only creatures that live side by side with the werewolves." She looked at her watch as she finished explaining. "That’s all for today," she declared, taking a paper from her bag. "Here is the list of partners for the upcoming project."