Novel Academy の小説・ストーリー

“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.”

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.

“Oh, you know. Just that you’re apparently some supernatural lightning rod for disaster. First, the attacks on the academy, your now-hopefully-ex boyfriend who got framed for the attacks, Valerie and her drama. Ghosts. More ghosts, now this. Plus, let’s not forget the whole ‘master’ situation. Whoever they are, they’re still out there.” “Great. Thanks for the reminder,” I mutter, sinking lower in my seat. “Still don’t get what the attack on the school has to do with me, though.” “Cooey!” Nate blows out an exasperated breath. “We never had this much drama at the Academia of the Moon until you arrived. Well, with the exception of Sally’s death.” “Hate to say this, Hails. But you are a magnet f

That spot belongs to me. How do I explain this? Should I tell her the truth? Would she be weirded out? She’s from the orphanage system—nothing to her name, no family. That’s how the Academy traps girls like her. They have nothing, and we offer them a life. A luxurious life, one they can't ever refuse. And they take it, because the alternative is starvation. Or worse. "Uhm," I mumble when she turns to look at me. "What?" She asks with a frown.

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

Get ready to unleash your inner power and become the supernatural you were always meant to be! I rolled my eyes at the email. They sure make it sound nice, but honestly, west Ora can get a little crazy. The faculty doesn't step in to help with a lot of things. It's the wild‌ west there and I'm currently on my way back. Last year was the academy's first year as a school. The council members, along with the shadow mayors and ocean tribunal, got together and created this academy for us high school supernaturals.