Wonderbolts Academy Novels & Stories

But wait until you hear about The Blue Bolt. ‘The Blue Bolt?’ Thomas said with immediate interest. ‘Yes,’ Marcus continued. ‘Once the enrolment and the initiation ceremony are done, you'll get a welcome pack—complete with a Blue Bolt DVD and comic book. If you like superheroes then you’ll love The Blue Bolt!’ Thomas’ face morphed into a gleeful grin. He began to march on ahead, stopping only to address Patience and his sister, ‘Come one you two, I don’t want to be late!’

The Inter-Academy Grand Invitational — five schools, one track, one weekend, legitimate prize money and a trophy that apparently mattered enough to various pack hierarchies that people were already making calls. I stood at the notice board and read it twice. Warner Academy. Dumont. Nightshade. Crestfall. And a fifth school I didn't recognize — Ironveil Academy, based out of Eastern Europe, no supernatural affiliation listed, which was either unusual or a lie. "Ironveil," Adrian said, from beside me. He'd appeared quietly, the way he always did, reading the board with the focused attention he gave anything that might constitute a threat. "I've heard of them."

Before I could start to cry, Gabe ran out, all legs and arms and thick curly hair, and helped me up. "You'll be okay," he'd said, brushing off my knees. "Shake it off." "The academy is a place for them to learn about the supernatural, train, and gain strength. They've been learning - though they didn't know it at first - how to help, hunt, and kill supernatural creatures of all kinds in case any of them came after my boys or, more specifically, you." I lifted my glass to take a drink and stiffened. "Why would anything else be after me?"

Eric said before hugging me tightly then followed by Jenna. "You guys rented the whole playground for me?" I asked in disbelief. Jenna nodded with a big smile. "Yeah!" Jenna replied pushing me inside, Eric following beside us. When I looked back before we entered, Alex had already disappeared. Everyone I know is inside, starting from friends from my school and some people from Alex's pack that I know. This playground is not too big but quite complete, several balloons decorate around the playground from merry-go round to bumper cars. The smell of caramel popcorn and cotton candy fills the air. I couldn't hold back the big smile that appeared on my face, for a moment I forgot my troubles.

I sniffled, rubbing the lonesome tear threatening to fall off her face. Instantly, Hilda held my hands in hers and warned with concern, “Kate, you can’t go to Umbra Academy. They’ll shred you alive over there.” “I know, Hilda. But there’s nothing I can do. My fate is sealed.” I said with defeat, lowering my head. Umbra Academy was a school for the elite of shifters and witches where they were taught how to rule and steer ahead in this power-hungry world. Although it seemed like a promising place, bullying and murder were often found to take place on its campus.

“So what’s it going to be? Can you treat this like an everyday situation… or do I need to relocate these students?” Lord Harlan Welch opened his mouth—then closed it. Lady Amara Voss’s nails dug into the table. Dr. Reyes spoke first—voice steady. “Principal Morau, with respect… Storm Academy is not accredited under the Accords. Relocation would—” “Would be legal,” Celeste finished. “Section 14.9 allows exceptional students to transfer to alternative integration facilities if the primary institution cannot guarantee their safety or well-being. I’ve already reviewed the footage. No coercion. No violence. No disruption beyond social discomfort. The only threat here is political.”

He replied with a smile. “Elsa, you’ve been awarded a scholarship to school at the legendary Sheffield Academy.” He said, his tone sounding almost rehearsed. Sheffield Academy, it was like telling me I could now fly. No one in the history of Bulgaria has ever attended Sheffield. There were only six existing academies in the world; Sheffield academy, Bloodstone academy, Gomorrah Academy, Brenton Academy, Spirit Hound Academy, and Luna’s Crest Academy. Werewolves only attend the academy from twenty upwards. We are then taught science and art for two years in which we decide our path. so we are usually groomed and trained at home by our parents till twenty.