Romans & histoires Divine Academy

It is where the strongest are chosen to move on, and the weak either die, quit, or get expelled. Werewolf Academy isn’t your regular human university. There, we are taught the necessary skills to survive the incoming war. We study like the human do, but learning their science and technology is in no way fundamental to us. We have the Moon Goddess. We have portals. We have her blessed magic. We have pack telepathy. What better way to communicate than that?

“I’ve contacted someone at Academy to help figure out what’s wrong with your powers.” “Really?” My heart races with excitement. “Does that mean my powers will be unbound soon?” “Yes, with luck. Soon your wolf will be back,” she replies. “And Academy...” I remember Hera telling me that Sheila was Academy’s youngest Head Herbalist. “Can you tell me more about Academy?” “Academy is a research institution, like a werewolf university. The best werewolves from Europe and even the world gather there to study. They also conduct various research programs.”

They came in and sat at the far corner of the room, I noticed almost every girl want to be friends with her, which I don’t understand. “ yea I known what you thinking, it happens every time she enters the school” someone said behind me. “ huh” looked at the girl behind me, the girl has a wavy honey brown hair, she smiled, “name is Bridget packer” “ huh mine Kate Griffin, well yea I was just wondering why everybody well most people let just say that went to friends with her, who is she, like did she run the school or I don’t understand”. She chuckled “ nah she is Killian cousin” “ sorry who” I was confused “ wait you don’t know Killian, well everybody known who he is, his family and other fam

The academy had always believed itself untouchable. Neutral ground. Sacred ground. A bridge between realms. Its towers pierced the sky in elegant spires of white stone and silver glass. Defensive wards shimmering faintly across its perimeter, ancient enchantments designed to repel invasions. They had always been prepared for riots, or so they thought. For rogue factions. For political pressure. They had not prepared for Aldric. The academy’s full title was known formally as the Academy of Concordance Between Realms a name so long it was rarely spoken outside treaties. It had an history of raising most promising Weres and lycans

A Flying werewolf. That made my mom madder and she started torturing me with overtraining. The next morning Dad took me and Christian to the Academy. Christian is Aunt Stella's son. The Academy is very huge. And from its look, I can say it's an ancient academy. Introducing me to the Principal he goes back. The principal is a fairy. Like Lana. "Look, there are lots of children with special powers like us. I'm happy that we are not the only weirdos." Christian laughed but I didn't laugh at his joke. It's obvious that there will be many unique supernaturals.

“Don’t forget that we have a class meeting in the dining hall for lunch, be there or be square!” Layla groaned and grabbed her backpack as she made her way down the hall to head to lunch. _____________________________________________________________________ Layla sat with Perse and Javier, slowly eating from her fruit bowl as Dr. Thalia stood before their student body. “Today we will have the upcoming Divine Convergence!” She announced from her podium. The sounds of cheers filled the room. She waited for everyone to quiet down again. “This will be your chance to show honor to your Houses. By showing your power, “ she said looking around the crowd expectantly. Her eyes lingered on Layla a lit

Heaven-Dragon Academy- Many of the top guilds sent their top hunter recruits to train within the academy. Heaven-Dragon academy was said to be the strongest force within the whole country, with its internal council a mystery to the outside world. Heaven Dragon academy was said to be ruled by a three-tier council. The lowest tier was composed of the instructors, while the second tier was composed of elders who were said to be composed completely of S-class Hunters. The highest tier was said to be composed of the three Vice-principals and the Principal himself.

“It’s not just a place for learning; it’s a sanctuary for beings like us. You’ll find all kinds of species here, each with their own unique abilities and histories.” “Species?” I echoed, intrigued. “Dragons, vampires, sirens, wolves…” he listed, pausing for effect as he watched my reaction. “Each group has its own traditions, strengths, and challenges. The diversity here is one of the academy’s greatest advantages.” As we made our way outside, I spotted a group of students lounging in the sun. Some had dragon-like features, their scales shimmering in the light, while others appeared more human but had an unmistakable aura of power about them.

“I lost control when I was twelve. I killed someone by accident. Then I received a Calling from Blackcroft. My master advised that it was the best academy I could get into. That I needed ‘containment’ and ‘discipline.” A broken laugh escaped her. “This supernatural academy was the price I had to pay. And I paid it. I’ve done everything they asked. I… I became Irina’s goddaughter, I joined the duels, social parties, Crucibles, I… I- think with this”—she gestured toward her chest, her dim Core—“I’m due, Juno. I can’t survive being cut, I’d rather be sent away without nothing.” Her words broke my heart.

Never showed up in person even though we live in the same house,I can't remember the last time I saw my father. Until today. Or rather, until his assistant dropped a message reminding me of the black envelope that was sent to me a few days back. Black envelope they sent to me with no words. I finally opened the envelope to read. _Blackmoor Academy._ I stared at it on the coffee table like it might bite. “You’re kidding,” said Adrian, my stepbrother—the one who hated me almost as much as he hated himself. “That place is a myth.” “It’s real,” I muttered.