Zenith Prep Academy Reddit Novels & Stories

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!"

"Dorian Zenith." Sophia said his name "The Zenith family is one of the oldest in this city. Old money. Very old. The kind that's been here so long it's started to believe it owns the place.” “Is that so ?” Maxwell processed that information. And now that explained a lot to Maxwell. "Yes, they've never particularly liked the Sterlings. Your father built something bigger than them faster than anyone thought possible, and families like the Zeniths consider that an insult to the natural order.”

KYRAN. I have spent two days preparing. I checked all crescent Zenith files. Organised negotiation terms. I was ready to give them land as long as they are willing to extend their support. “Alpha, the Crescent Zenith pack has helped the supreme council for years. All of a sudden they disappeared,” Percy said, reading from a file, his posture straight. I have called him to my office to tell me everything about the Crescent Zenith pack. Rumours and truths alike. I didn't mind. Anything to know before meeting that proud Alpha.

We here at Zen Academy have become aware of your rare talents and wish to invite you to enroll in our curriculum to help you master your full potential. This letter will be your guide to finding us. Come alone and tell no one if you wish to know the truth of what you are. Sincerely, Chancellor Emola Thorne

However, Zenith would never reveal the truth since he was being flattered and admired by the Crestfalls. He could use this chance to win Luna’s heart. Zenith was over the moon. He waved his hands and said casually, “It’s nothing. Don’t mention it. With my father’s word, Timothy Kerr won’t have the nerve to do anything. This is what he got for accusing Luna.” Following his words, the others echoed in agreement. “You’re right!” “The Mangolds are awesome!”

Did she just says Solar Zenith? From the back of the room, I heard my roommate, Tessa’s voice say: "It's euphoria. Better than sex, so I heard." Professor Hawthorne shot her a reproving look. "Do not be crass, Ms. Blackwood." "Wait." Ciara's voice cut through the lecture, sharp with panic. "It’s today?" Professor Hawthorne paused, chalk in hand. "We are just as surprised as you are. Solar Zenith events are typically predictable centuries in advance, but this one appeared on the astronomical charts only this morning. Something has shifted in the cosmic alignments."

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…

Zenith wanted to go home early so he was rushing all he was doing. He was absent from work for two weeks and so many work is piled up for him. "Sir, you have a video conference tonight", Titus informed him. " A video conference? At night. I've you forgotten that I'm newly wedded. You want me to leave my wife and do video meetings? I object", Zenith said. The assistant didn't know what to say. "Should I cancel it sir?", he asked.

“My future Luna.” For a moment, the entire gathering fell into stunned silence, hearing Alpha Zenith’s announcement. Violet felt the world stop spinning. Her breath caught in her throat. Her mind refused to process what she had just heard. Did Alpha Zenith truly say that? Her trembling gaze slowly lifted toward the imposing man standing beside her. Alpha Zenith Beckham stood tall and unshaken before many pairs of eyes. His broad shoulders were squared in confidence, his expression was cold and commanding. Power radiated from him as he stared at the crowd with intimidation and fierce determination.

He swallowed hard, then turned his head to look down at me, his eyes wide with a mixture of shock and sudden stress. "It's an email from It's from Harvard," Zion whispered, his voice trembling slightly with a mix of shock and pure excitement. He turned the screen toward me, the bright text illuminating the dark. "The early-admissions meetup day... Khi, It’s next week. We’re supposed to be in Boston next Monday morning."