Romans & histoires Wits Academy

I feel stronger than I have before and hopefully it’s a matter of time before I can use dark magic. Ivy passes me a bottle of orange juice, and I take a long sip, enjoying the fresh taste. The food here is really, really good. “Do you know that this academy used to house over five thousand wolf witches?” Ivy randomly says. I shake my head. “No. Are there that many rooms?” She nods. “The academy is made with magic, old magic from the angels. They made this place to be a defense for their kind and the wolves before they disappeared.”

"We are not there to protect you. W Academy is not owned and not handled by the Imperial Family either. No matter what you do there, there must be caution. Your imperial cousins will not be able to protect you either. Is that okay with you? ?" Cathy nodded again. "That's none of my business. I don't need their protection." Dominic suddenly released pressure once again, causing Cathy to be surprised. Even so, she didn't give in to fear, even though she could feel the nervousness inside her, she didn't give in. "Don't need protection? Cathy, W Academy is not a place to play around. W Academy has different kinds of werewolves. Do you understand what you're saying? Do you know that there are man

I also have a best friend whose name is Mimi, she is a Beta werewolf and we both turned 18 years old this year. When I clocked 18 years old , my parents sent me to a boarding princess and prince Royal Academy where I was taught how to be independent, how to be a good administrative and authoritative leader. The school teaches us simple things like proper manner , how to ball dance and the teachers also taught us about emotional intelligence and how important it is in dealing with people and our subjects but my favorite part of the academy is the vigorous training they make us undergo. They hire real warriors to teach us how to fight, how to shoot the arrow, how to handle different types of g

"That's what friends do. That's what this whole academy is going to have to learn how to do, if we're all going to survive whatever comes next." The Headmaster cleared his throat, drawing their attention back. "There is one more matter." He hesitated, glancing at Renna before continuing. "House Corvane's withdrawal has emboldened several other noble families who were previously... undecided in their loyalties. Two more houses submitted formal inquiries this morning, asking whether the academy intends to expel you before matters escalate further." "And what did you tell them?"

"I'm Miss Pennyworth. For the past twenty years that I've been working in this great school, Apex Academy has only admitted students at the beginning of every school year, not during the last semester. Now I don't know whose leash your mate has to yank to get the directors to break one of the school's oldest rules by forcing my hand into giving you an interview but I'll have you know that this great institution admits its students based on merits and not because of their mates or father's influences.

she looks too soft to be exposed to such an environment. "Yes, Tyler," Dad drags. "Any problem with that?" "No, Dad, not at all. I thought maybe she should go to a proper school, you know, like the other girls." Dad growls. I lift my hands to show my submission. The Wolfie Academy is a special school for wolves with special abilities. Not all kind of wolves. There is Wolfie Academy, everyone is razz, crazy and despises following the rules. It's the kind of school that breaks you if you are not strong enough and from what I see, my dear mate looks like a twig that can be destroyed without even trying.

After finishing her meal, Leanor dismissed Alice and Raina, and walked out of the hall. She stopped at the Academy back gate, enveloped by towering trees and vibrant shrubs. Sighing, she settled on the grass, absentmindedly picking up stones and hurling them into the bush. Her mind wandered back to her days in middle school and then back at Gifted Academy. Gifted Academy, a world- famed institution for werewolves. The hostel is a sturdy, stone building located within the school grounds, surrounded by dense forests. The entrance features a large, iron gate with moon-shaped engravings.

“They went to Wani Academy at the same time, when he was an exchange student.” Aki’s and Temujin’s mouths hung open. × “You would be right to expect the giftschrank, the restricted section of a Slayer school library, to be well-protected. In the case of Wani Academy’s, a grid-like blanket of threads crisscrossed the floor and was attached to small bells. The slightest movement from an intruder would cause the threads to quiver and the bells to ring, calling the attention of a Slayer night watchman.

She whispered, holding his arms, trying to calm him down. "The Elite Academy is ready to take our werewolves students so that they can resume their education over there." She informed. The Elite Academy was the oldest academy and the only academy in the whole world managed by God himself. But the only problem was that all kinds of creatures around the whole world used to study there, whether it was vampires, witches, mermaids, angels, demons, fairies, hunters, and many more. The demand for that academy started getting low when separate creatures started building separate academies in their region because they couldn't stand staying in the same place where their enemies used to stay.

For the day that somehow, she is trying to avoid and is scared of, if finally knocking its presence in front of her face. Now with a smile of satisfaction the President as he needn’t have to explain further the plan that was set from long ago and the very beginning, he informs adding the minor details. “As the Academy states, outstanding and unique students in all fields of academics, sports, rhetorical, talents and most especially their name, blood, and ability. Shall be taken under your wing as their adviser and guardian. The Academy makes sure that their abilities will remain a secret and secure pouring forth with their mission to keep everything in balance. I just found an extraordinary