Woodlyn Academy Novels & Stories

She had not expected them to say yes. Blackwood Academy was not for girls like her. It was not for Omegas without a pack, without a family name, without anything but a secondhand uniform and enough stubbornness to pass every entrance exam they threw at her. It was for wolves with bloodlines so old the forest remembered their names. It was for the heirs and the powerful and the chosen. She read the letter three times. Full scholarship. Housing included. Start date: September first. Her fingers were shaking when she set it down.

We have; House Artemis and House Apollo which boards the Year Ones, then House Persephone and House Hades for the Year Twos, and finally, House Hera and House Zeus for the Year Threes, aka the seniors, aka us that are ready to hightail out of this shithole, fancy ass, elitist boarding school. Around the whole campus is a ring of thick forest, beyond which are the high gates that keeps us safely trapped, like an expensive cage. When mom had driven me to the school as a Year One student, I had been fascinated and excited to finally grace the halls of Acadia Academy. A week later however, I wanted to burn it down. It was Bibah who wrestled the matches out of my hands, figuratively and literally

I was the smartest student at the pack middle school, probably the high-school too and that was saying alot since we were quite a large pack. We had a rather large pack high-school since almost all of the high-school age kids in the pack attended there. The future Alpha and the Beta twins went away to the prestigious "United States Werewolf Academy." Most packs sent their high-school aged kids there, but not Midnight Moon. No, our pack only sent their future leaders to the Academy. It was a boarding school so when the Alpha heir and the Beta twins had started attending last year they had left in mid-August, came home for a week in the fall over Thanksgiving, two weeks in the winter over Chri

"It's a castle! It's a freaking castle!" Cora Windsor murmured as she dragged her luggage in front of the towering castle gate. It was a long walk into the castle itself. She grimaced as she looked at the long lonely walk ridden with gargoyles and angel sculptures. All around her, students carrying luggage, some in cars and some laughing loudly were walking towards Avalon Academy for Werewolves. Avalon Academy was a large Castle with extensive school grounds surrounding it, which included sloping lawns, flowerbeds, vegetable patches, a large dense forest, several greenhouses and other outbuildings, and a full sized pitch.

I immediately traded the fruits for the cocoa. "Your mother and I were close when we attended the academy, Le Royal Academy for nobles, royals and knights. Well that was the old academy," Kylen began to explain, his eyes downcast and his gaze afar. "The new academy is called Elverton and it accommodates all," Shane picked up where his father left off. "Its a place where young supernaturals who can't control their abilities or those that are too different to attend human schools or colleges attend. You can also choose to attend with any special circumstances because as I said before Elverton accepts all," Shane spoke passionately about the school. So passionately, I swear he was trying to get

I collapse on the ground with shaky breaths. The howls are closer now. They must have found my trail again. Get up, Skye urges. Get UP. If I give up now and remain on the ground, I will be tortured and killed. I drag my weak, shaky frame up. At the entrance to a long, tree-lined driveway, gold lettering shines in the moonlight. Shadowmire Academy Excellence in Leadership Since 1874 Welcoming the Next Generation of Pack Leaders My heart stutters. An academy?

A howl rose, distant and mournful. Ashwyck Academy didn’t feel like a school. It felt like a test. And monsters or not... I wasn’t planning on failing.

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.

I catch Maddox watching me with a look of pure pride, I feel his love down our bond. The school building is going to be big enough to hold ages three to eighteen, the two story building is going to be state of the art. It will also hold evening classes for those who have been denied the opportunity to learn. Willow has been seeing the night class part of it and the admissions are actually crazy especially amongst the female Omegas.

"Rosewood Creek? Nathan told me the commercial project was strictly on the main highway." Nathan’s glass hit the table with a sharp clink. "The highway border touches the Rosewood Creek district line, Ames," Nathan interjected quickly, his tone sharp, forced, and overly loud. "I've explained that to you before." "Oh, of course," Olivia chimed in, letting out a soft, melodic laugh that sent a shiver down Nathan’s spine. "Though the residential areas up there are simply lovely, aren't they? The private academies are top-tier. In fact, my youngest daughter just started at Oakridge Private Academy last week."