My first academy story, so I want to write the story but with a little twist. What if Sang wasn't a normal teenage girl in need of saving? What if this world included mutants? What if a academy team lead tries to do a good deed and change the lives of his and hid family forever?

Continuation of Teaching Academy - Introductions. Sang and the guys are now in the faculty boot camp. Follow them through their training as they get to know each other and form their teams. Disclaimer: I don't own The Academy. This is for entertainment purposes only and no profit is made off of this story. Mature: Some scenes will be mature.

Sang doesn't quite know what hit her when she comes into contact with a group that knocks her off her feet - literally.

Concert One-Shot (Fluffy) (Longer Story Blurb) A spontaneous encounter at a concert lands Sang Sorenson in the personal apartment of Gabriel Coleman. The night is plenty eventful, just maybe not quite in the way that you'd think. What happens when you mix nosy brothers, a stubborn love interest, and a million occupational hazards? I guess we've yet to find out.

Sang just wanted a little space. She wanted out of the house, to have a little freedom before school started. She hadn't thought about the local wildlife. And she certainly hadn't planned to come face-to-face with a wolf. This is a fanfiction based on C.L. Stone's Academy: GhostBird and Scarab Beetle series. All characters and rights go to her. No money is intended to be made off of this story.

Cover by Macey_Mouse Sang is a human. Scratch that, she's a cat. She's an Academy bird? Maybe labels aren't her thing. Sang Sorenson is a shifter, a human who can shift into an animal at will. It's been her secret for years. She never had the best life, but when her mother found out, Sang found out just how cruel humans could be. The punishments were relentless, always for things she didn't do. Her mother's favorite was to strip her down naked, force her to shift, and lock her out of the house until it was time for school. Then, Sang would be let inside to get ready, go to school, come home and do some chores, possibly being punished, and then it was outside for the rest of the night/weekend. She was a 'creature from Hell,' as her atheist mother might say, an animal. And animals live outside. That doesn't make it any easier to survive out there, however. So when Sang gets stuck in a tree, and the boys come to the rescue, she's grateful for the 'friends.' She soaks up their attention and affection, quickly worming her way into their team- but as only a mere cat. They confide in her, love her as a pet, unaware of her true nature. They have no idea the kitten they love so much is really just a teenage girl. How long can she keep up the act? What happens when the boys find out? I guess you'll have to hit the 'Start Reading' button if you ever want to figure it out. Insert exaggerated wink here.

Werebeasts were known to be extinct but when Sean got lost in the forest for some Witch, led by a winking wolf, found the witch's cottage, only to know that the witch was dead. Sean thought he had the worst luck but he didn't thought that he would meet a cute, little werebeast. Fluffy ears and tails that seems to puff, curious, green eyes, clearly very addicted to his curly hair and only knows how to speak a word. His luck just never runs out, either good or bad.

The world is not as it once was. Sang is now alone, having been thrown out by her parents when the apocalypse started. No longer subjected to daily abuse, Sang slowly begins to flourish, but the threat of death looms over her every moment. Having been alone for some time, she meets the boys in the worst of circumstances, and wants nothing to do with them. Can she learn to trust? All the original characters, storyline etc belong to The Academy author C.L Stone, however this plot is my own original work.

Mission: To expose The Academy

Cover credits go to GabrielsTrouble. Gabriel Coleman is haunted with the deaths of his family, they're a constant weight dragging him down. This story isn't about him, however. It's about Michael. How much can I really say about someone who died after a single year, though? More than you think. Michael- I- didn't die. Rather, I was kidnapped, my death easily faked by a crooked cop. I'm back now, though. And I've finally figured out who I am. Gabriel... please, please, PLEASE, be a good person. I need someone to protect me now more than ever. I'll see you soon.