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Supernatural Academy

Supernatural Academy

aurora blaze

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Title: Supernatural Academy: The Lost Heir Genre: High School Fantasy, Supernatural, Romance, Mystery Synopsis: At Blackwood Academy, supernatural beings rule-vampires, werewolves, fae, and other creatures of the night. The school is a haven for the powerful, a place where alliances are formed, and ancient rivalries continue. But when Stella, an ordinary human, is accepted into the academy, everything changes. Adopted as a baby with no knowledge of her origins, Stella has always felt different. What she doesn't know is that she is the last living heir of the most feared supernatural family-a bloodline capable of freezing time and destroying anything within its grasp. Her parents were murdered before she could even remember them, and those responsible have been hunting her ever since. Thrown into a world where she is seen as an outsider and a threat, Stella's only allies are an unexpected group of powerful students, including the arrogant and dangerous vampire heir, Jake Evernight. Their first encounters are filled with pranks, fights, and mutual hatred, but when Stella's powers awaken, Jake is the only one who isn't frozen in time. As she struggles to control her abilities, she becomes the target of dark forces that want her erased before she can uncover the truth about her past. But Stella isn't just the lost heir-she might be the key to ending a centuries-old war. With betrayal, romance, and an academy full of secrets, will Stella survive long enough to claim her destiny?

Chapter 1 The human among supernaturals

Chapter 1: The New Girl in a Supernatural World

The bus rumbled along the narrow road, taking Stella closer to a place she never imagined she would be-Blackwood Academy, a prestigious school hidden deep in the mountains, known for educating the most powerful supernatural beings in the world.

But Stella wasn't supernatural.

She sat quietly by the window, clutching the acceptance letter in her hands. She had no idea why she had been accepted into a school full of vampires, werewolves, fairies, and creatures she had only read about in books. It made no sense. She was just a normal human, raised by her foster mother, unaware of her true origins.

"Maybe this is a mistake... Maybe they'll send me back once they realize I don't belong."

As the bus passed through the enchanted gates of Blackwood Academy, Stella's heart pounded. The school was breathtaking-a massive castle-like structure surrounded by mist, with towering spires that seemed to touch the sky. The atmosphere felt heavy, charged with unseen energy.

Students in elegant uniforms walked across the courtyard, their glowing eyes and supernatural auras making it clear that they weren't human. Some had sharp fangs, others had pointed ears, and a few even had wings that shimmered in the sunlight.

Stella swallowed hard. How am I supposed to fit in here?

Meeting the Vampire Roommate

After completing her registration at the grand hall, she was given her dorm key and a school map. She found her room in the Moonlight Dormitory, a place reserved for elite students. She hesitated before pushing the door open.

Inside, the air smelled like lavender and something metallic-like blood.

A girl sat on one of the beds, brushing her long silver hair. Her crimson eyes flickered toward Stella, sharp and assessing.

"You must be the human."

Stella blinked. That's the first thing she says?

The girl smirked, showing a glimpse of her sharp fangs. "Relax, I don't bite-unless I have to. I'm Celeste."

Stella forced a small smile. "Stella."

Celeste tilted her head. "You're either extremely brave or extremely stupid to come here, human. This school isn't for your kind."

Stella frowned. "I didn't choose to come here. I was accepted just like everyone else."

Celeste studied her for a moment before laughing. "Well, this will be fun."

The Rich Families and Their Power

That evening, Celeste decided to give Stella a crash course on the academy's social structure. They sat on the dorm balcony, watching the students below.

"There are three major families that control this school," Celeste explained. "The Deveraux, the Blackwoods, and the Ravens."

She pointed toward a group of students sitting on a raised platform in the dining hall. They were surrounded by others, clearly at the top of the hierarchy.

"The Blackwood twins-Adrian and Aiden-are the strongest werewolves here. Their family rules the werewolf clans."

Two identical boys with wild golden eyes and sharp features sat in the middle, their presence dominating the room.

"Simon Ravens is next. He's a sorcerer, and his family is loaded with money and magic."

A tall boy with black hair and glowing purple eyes leaned lazily against a pillar, his fingers twirling a flame as if it was a toy.

"And then there's Jake Deveraux-the richest and most powerful of them all. His father owns this school, but Jake doesn't give a damn about anything except himself."

Celeste gestured toward a boy sitting at the farthest table, alone.

Jake had midnight-black hair, piercing icy-blue eyes, and an expression that screamed arrogance. Even from across the room, his presence was suffocating.

"Stay away from him," Celeste warned. "He's bad news."

First Encounter with Jake

Unfortunately, fate had other plans.

The next morning, as Stella walked down the hall, trying to memorize the map, she bumped into something hard as a rock-or rather, someone.

Books tumbled from her hands as she stumbled back.

"Watch where you're going!" she snapped, frustrated.

A deep chuckle sent chills down her spine.

"Who the hell do you think you're talking to?"

She looked up-straight into Jake Deveraux's icy-blue eyes.

His presence was overwhelming. He towered over her, his black uniform crisp, his expression unreadable. A dangerous smirk tugged at his lips.

Around them, the hallway fell silent. Students whispered, watching the scene unfold. No one ever talked back to Jake.

Stella refused to be intimidated.

"I don't care who you are. You bumped into me too." She crossed her arms.

His smirk deepened. "You've got guts, new girl. I'll give you that."

He stepped closer, leaning down so their faces were inches apart. "But be careful. Some people in this school aren't as forgiving as me."

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Stella standing there, her heart hammering in her chest.

Celeste appeared beside her, looking both amused and horrified.

"You just declared war on Jake Deveraux."

Stella rolled her eyes. "I don't care. He's just another rich brat."

Celeste sighed. "Oh, you will care. Trust me."

The Beginning of a Rivalry

That night, as Stella lay in bed, she couldn't stop thinking about her encounter with Jake. There was something unsettling about him-something dark and unreadable.

But she wasn't scared.

If he thought she was just another weak human, he was dead wrong.

Little did she know, this was only the beginning.

That evening, Stella sat in the academy's grand dining hall, surrounded by the buzz of supernatural students. The hall was massive, with chandeliers floating in midair, their flames flickering in colors that shifted between blue and gold. The long tables were filled with food she had never seen before-some dishes even moved on their own, as if alive.

She barely touched her plate. She could feel eyes on her.

"They're staring," Stella muttered, leaning toward Celeste.

"Of course they are," Celeste whispered back. "Humans don't get into Blackwood Academy. Ever."

Stella bit her lip, gripping her fork tightly. She wasn't stupid. There was a reason she was here, and she had to find out why.

Across the room, Jake Deveraux sat at his usual spot, effortlessly commanding attention. His blue eyes flickered toward her for a second before he returned to his conversation, as if she were irrelevant.

But Stella knew better.

The way the air seemed to shift around him, the way the other students watched him carefully-Jake wasn't just a rich boy with a bad attitude. There was power in his blood, something deeper, something... dangerous.

And for some reason, he was watching her.

The Mysterious Headmaster's Warning

After dinner, Stella was called to the Headmaster's office. She had barely set foot inside before a deep voice greeted her.

"Miss Stella, welcome to Blackwood Academy."

Headmaster Blackwood was a tall man with silver-streaked hair and piercing amber eyes. He looked like he had seen centuries of war and bloodshed.

"I'm sure you have questions," he said, motioning for her to sit.

"Just one," Stella said firmly. "Why am I here?"

The Headmaster studied her for a long moment before answering.

"Because you are not ordinary, no matter what you believe."

Stella's heart skipped. "What do you mean?"

The Headmaster leaned forward. "There is something inside you, something buried deep. And I suggest you be careful, Miss Stella."

His golden eyes darkened.

"Because if you don't uncover the truth soon, someone else will do it for you."

Stella left the Headmaster's office with her heart pounding. His words echoed in her mind.

"There is something inside you... and if you don't uncover the truth soon, someone else will."

The hallways of Blackwood Academy were eerily quiet at night, only dimly lit by floating lanterns. The shadows stretched long against the stone walls, making her feel like something was watching.

"You look like you've seen a ghost," Celeste said, appearing beside her.

"Maybe I have," Stella muttered, still deep in thought.

Celeste tilted her head. "So? What did the Headmaster want?"

Stella hesitated. Something told her she couldn't just blurt out everything. "He just welcomed me."

Celeste narrowed her eyes but didn't push further. Instead, she gestured toward the dormitory tower.

"Come on. You don't want to be caught out after curfew. Some students don't follow the academy's rules... and they aren't exactly friendly."

As they walked, Stella felt the weight of stares again. Whispers followed her, some too faint to catch, others clear as day.

"She's human. Why is she here?"

"Do you think she'll last?"

"She's weak. She won't survive."

Stella clenched her fists but kept walking. She wasn't weak. She didn't care what they thought.

Then, a voice cut through the murmurs. A voice dripping with mockery.

"Look at that. Our little guest thinks she belongs here."

Stella turned, and there he was. Jake Deveraux.

He stood with his usual air of arrogance, arms crossed, icy blue eyes locked on her. Beside him, his closest friends, the twins from the Valerian family, watched with unreadable expressions. The entire hallway seemed to go still.

Celeste tensed beside her. "Ignore him," she whispered.

But Stella wasn't in the mood to back down.

"And what's your problem?" she shot back.

A slow smirk curled on Jake's lips. "My problem? Oh, sweetheart, you being here is everyone's problem."

His words sent a fresh wave of whispers through the crowd.

Stella refused to flinch. "Then you'll just have to deal with it."

Jake's smirk twitched, like he hadn't expected her to talk back. A flicker of amusement passed through his eyes, but it was gone in a second.

"We'll see how long you last," he said, stepping aside. "Good luck, new girl. You'll need it."

Stella brushed past him, holding her head high. She didn't care if Jake Deveraux was the most feared student at Blackwood Academy.

She had survived worse.

And she would survive this too.

The dormitory tower loomed ahead, its stone walls covered in creeping ivy. A large iron door with intricate carvings stood between Stella and what she hoped would be a moment of peace.

Celeste pushed it open, revealing a grand common area with chandeliers that floated in midair. A massive fireplace crackled with blue flames, casting flickering shadows on velvet armchairs and dark wooden bookshelves.

"This is the girls' dorm," Celeste explained, leading Stella up the spiraling staircase. "We have our own rooms, but we share this space. And... there are rules."

Stella raised an eyebrow. "Like?"

Celeste smirked. "Rule one: Don't wander the halls at night. Rule two: Don't mess with students from the three ruling families. And rule three..." She stopped in front of a wooden door with Stella's name already engraved on the brass plate. "Never... ever... go near the Forbidden Wing."

Stella frowned. "The what?"

Celeste glanced over her shoulder, lowering her voice. "The part of the academy no one is allowed to enter. It's warded, but students still try. They either get caught... or disappear."

A chill ran down Stella's spine, but she shoved the feeling aside. She had enough to deal with already.

"Got it," she muttered, pushing open her door.

Inside, the room was larger than she expected. A four-poster bed sat against the far wall, draped in deep crimson. A desk, bookshelf, and wardrobe filled the space, and the arched window overlooked the academy courtyard.

Celeste leaned against the doorframe. "Well, get some rest. Classes start tomorrow, and trust me, you'll need the energy."

Stella sighed, tossing her bag onto the bed. "Looking forward to it."

Celeste chuckled. "Good luck, new girl." With that, she disappeared down the hall.

Midnight

Stella couldn't sleep.

The room was silent except for the occasional howl of the wind outside. Yet, something felt... off.

Her instincts prickled.

She sat up, eyes darting around. Was someone watching her?

Then-

A soft knock on her window.

Stella's breath caught. Her room was on the third floor. No one should be able to reach that high.

Slowly, she slid out of bed and crept toward the window. She hesitated before pulling the curtain aside.

Nothing.

Just the dark sky and the academy grounds below.

She exhaled. Maybe she was being paranoid. Maybe it was just the wind-

Knock.

This time, louder.

Stella's pulse quickened. Something was out there.

Summoning her courage, she unlatched the window and pushed it open.

A shadow dropped down right in front of her.

She barely had time to gasp before a familiar voice drawled-

"Scared, new girl?"

Stella whipped around.

Jake Deveraux stood on the windowsill, completely unfazed despite being three stories high. His dark uniform blended into the night, his ice-blue eyes gleaming with amusement.

"What the hell are you doing?!" she hissed.

He smirked. "Making sure you're not running away yet."

Stella glared at him. "Not afraid of heights, huh?"

"No," he said casually, stepping off the ledge. She nearly screamed-until he landed soundlessly on the wooden floor like it was nothing.

"You should really lock your windows," he added, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Not everything here is friendly."

Stella crossed her arms. "Oh? And are you one of those unfriendly things?"

Jake chuckled. "That depends." He took a step closer, his smirk fading slightly. "Tell me, Stella... what exactly are you?"

Her heart stopped.

He was too close. His piercing gaze held something she couldn't read-curiosity, suspicion... and something else.

"Why do you care?" she shot back.

Jake tilted his head. "Because... I don't believe you're just a normal human."

A tense silence stretched between them.

Then-

Knock. Knock. Knock.

This time, it wasn't coming from the window.

Someone was at her door.

Jake's smirk vanished. He turned toward the sound, his body tensing slightly.

"Looks like you have another visitor."

Stella swallowed hard.

Something told her... whoever was at that door wasn't friendly.

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