Divine Academy Novels & Stories

"Just once. Show the new kids that alphas have feelings too." "Alphas have one feeling. Dominance." Marcus laughs like I'm joking. I'm not joking. I've spent the last seven years making sure everyone at Blood Moon Academy understands exactly what I am and exactly what happens if they challenge me. Smiling would undermine all of that work. The gates swing open and the first batch of arrivals start filtering through. New students are always the same type. Nervous humans with one supernatural parent, looking for answers. Vampires who move like they're calculating the distance to every exit. Younger shifters who still think being at an elite academy means they're special.

Maelik said. “I know.” “That alone is enough to make half the Dominion think the academy is on fire.” “It nearly was.” Maelik’s gaze slid toward him. “I heard.” Of course, he had. Nothing truly stayed contained at Blood Oath Academy, least of all a summoning gone wrong in the central ritual chamber. Theron kept his eyes on the grounds below. “Then you know I had other priorities.” Maelik was silent for a moment. Then, “The girl.” not a question. Theron’s jaw tightened. “Her name is Virelle.”

The roof leaked in interesting patterns, and the concrete floor stayed cold enough to keep the nightmares at bay most nights. My name is Nico Black. Twenty-one. No family. No future. Just scars that mapped out every place life had kicked me and a high school diploma that meant exactly nothing in a world still limping after the Swarm War. I found the letter two days ago, slipped under the warped metal door like it belonged there. Black envelope. Crimson wax seal shaped like thorns wrapped around a drop of blood. BludHeaven Academy. The vampire school. The one that had started letting humans in after the Integration Accords turned everything upside down.

"Where is Renee? How long does it take to get us snacks?" "Snacks," Alodia repeats. "Renee isn't getting us snacks." "He's not!" Alodai rolls her eyes. "Yellow Sun Academy is the most prestigious fighter academy in the world," Alodia states. I look at Jump. Jump looks at me. We both shrug our shoulders. "So," I ask after a moment of silence. Again, Alodia rolls her eyes but this time, she throws a sigh in there. "Yellow Sun Academy is the most prestigious fighter academy in the world," Alodia repeats. "They teach and train young students like us to be the most excellent and skilled fighters."

“I never pity you, Avery. Because you’re my Luna, and I know that my Luna would always be a great warrior. My Goddess…” I am… Alpha Duke’s Goddess. “I’m not allowing you to study in college again, because you have more responsibility here. You will soon act to your obligations as my Luna and the Lycan’s Luna Queen.” Duke looked outside the veranda of his office. “But if you don’t really feel safe… you can continue your studies while doing your job here.” I clutched the hem of my dress before I slowly nodded at Duke. “T-Thank you…” I whispered to him. “C-Can I leave now?”

Like in occasions like this one right here when the Dark Academy gives us tasks or assignments. The Dark Academy is a special school for witches. Those who know this call it the dark academy but for humans, they know it to be "Elite high." To mortals, it's supposed to be this fancy school that only a select few go to, but the only people who ever get admitted into the school are witches and warlocks. Everyone who attends is a witch, the studenrs, teachers, everyone. We know very well how to keep our secret from the rest of the world.

Athena’s Sacred Tree Academy–or simply AST Academy to its students–was not only known for its silver-gray uniforms or the logo depicting a large, white owl with an olive branch on its beak but for its topnotch teaching and picturesque school buildings that the students and staff alike enjoy; popular and well-spoken despite the fact that it was still considered as one of the newest academy’s to be built in the country… it only goes to show just how well its reputation precedes itself. It was an international academy after all; and the academy welcomes anyone with a love for learning no matter what their race, their religion and socioeconomic status with open arms. The academy was beautiful an