Zenith Prep Academy Novels & Stories

"That is good news, Victoria! Why did you apply for the Trifecta Academy?" He was genuinely amazed and in awe of his daughter's achievement. Trust me, I wanna know too. What were you thinking, Victoria? Tori tried to remember the scene of the second male lead's flashback. In the N*****x Series, Zeno Mcmillian who's one of the second leads was a top scholar. In the flashback, Zeno prepared a detailed essay about what will he contribute to the Empire should the academy accept him.

Poor souls, they don't know we exist; they won't even see us coming. I have studied each of the four in detail. The wolf shifter who wears his heart on his sleeve like a big, fluffy toy is the easiest target for sure, as long as I can separate him from his pack. The eagle is cunning, not so easily fooled, and he shows caution, preferring his own company, a habit I need to break, and I can be very persuasive when I need to be. The Dragon shifter will be a challenge, centuries old and wise even before my time. He has ancient magic; only time will wear down his defenses. But the one that brings a sliver of unease to the place my heart used to be is Caleb, Prince of Demons. I suppose if you look

At Zenith University, it was time for the midterm exams. The students had fewer classes during this period. Julian glanced at the person beside him. "Renee, what are you doing here?" Renee leaned closer to Julian and whispered, "I'm here to help Ms. Morgan take her attendance." Julian said, "We're having an exam today!"

He looked down at me with an absolute, unshakable intensity. "I have already thought about that, Elena," Julian explained calmly. "There is a highly exclusive, private academy on the northern side of the city. It is the same school I attended when I was a boy. The campus is completely private, surrounded by tall stone walls and covered by a private security force twenty-four hours a day. Every single parent who sends their children there is a high-profile diplomat, a judge, or a CEO. The school has a strict policy against the media. No reporter is allowed within three blocks of the gates, and the staff are legally bound by non-disclosure agreements."

"I've decided to send him to Thornwood Academy." My breath caught. Thornwood Academy. The most prestigious institution in the entire territory. Where the elite of the elite sent their children. Where future leaders were forged. "He'll receive specialized instruction," Vivienne continued. "Private tutors. Advanced training. The best education our pack can offer." I could barely believe what I was hearing. "Mother, I... I don't know what to say." My voice trembled slightly. "This is such an honor. Thank you." "Don't thank me yet. The academy is rigorous. He'll have to work hard." Vivienne's eyes sharpened. "But I believe he has potential. It would be a shame to let it go to waste."

I don’t want to make a stir, and if I stay out of their way, they’ll stay out of mine. My fingers play along the screen of my phone. My unease returns. How did they find my number so quickly? A chilling feeling settles over my skin. Suddenly, I’m not excited to attend school tomorrow. 2 Chapter Two Weis-Jameson Preparatory Academy is a private Catholic school. The tuition? It’ll replace the cost of a nice new Honda Accord with all the nice finishings. The endowment? In the millions. It’s not surprising that given the cost of attendance is so high, only around five-hundred students 9th-12th grade attend. From what I read on their website, tuition-waiver scholarships are rare.

“You look stunning,” Zenith complimented as the couple got out of the car. It was the weekend and they had arrived in front of the private mansion where they were going to be having dinner. From the point that she agreed to come for the dinner till that point when they were standing beside each other, Zenith had put in a lot of effort into preparing her for that night. From hiring a makeover company to hiring a lady from an elegant school, all to make sure that she was prepared and had all the confidence in the world to face the others.

His words goes. “Do you prefer if it was you or rather your daughter that was there?” Zenith’s head dipped down a bit as he craned his neck to take a better look at him. “And besides, this does not even measure up to what was done to my nephew. Was it?” He drawled and the Elders inhaled. Tense silence descended into their midst as Zenith watched them, waiting for them to defend her more. He knew he got them and they were still recovering. If what he was thinking was it, then…

I reply, grabbing Katrina's hand and pulling her along. Once we are in the living room and everyone is settled with a hot cup of coffee, I explain that Headmaster Simmins had called me, notifying me that our absence had been noticed and that we needed to return to the academy immediately. "Zeus's messenger God has been keeping track of Aphelion since he started attending Divine Academy; in turn, it meant that he was keeping track of all the heirs. Headmaster Simmins is running out of reasons for our absence. Hermes is starting to get suspicious, and if he finds out we aren't on campus, he'll inform the council. That is why it's impertinent that we leave immediately and return to the school b

Aria’s POV In the zip code of Oakwood Estates, the "Bright Beginnings" Academy wasn't just a preschool; it was the Ivy League for toddlers. Getting into their "Seedling" program was widely considered the only way to guarantee a spot in the private elementary schools that fed into the preparatory academies that, eventually, spat out CEOs and world leaders. The admissions process was more rigorous than most corporate mergers. It required a developmental assessment, a parental interview, and—the most brutal hurdle—a "Social Compatibility Audit."