Dark-academia Stories

Lucien's voice dropped to an intimate whisper beside his ear."Now tell me..what is the problem, Ezekiel? We're both men are we not? My state of undress shouldn't matter unless.."he moved to Zeke's other ear,"of course, it stirs something in you that feels..utterly inappropriate" ***** "I'm scared of the guilt you must carry,"Wren whispered."Knowing that inside you is a..a power so fierce. Knowing that at any moment, you could lose control and hurt the people around you. Or worse..yourself."Her thumb brushed gently over his knuckles."I can't possibly imagine what that weight feels like."Her gaze was unwavering, fierce in its compassion."Let me help you Zeke. Let me." 🖤✨ Dear reader, Zeke Aldren's magic has a body count. Sent off to Blackthorn Academy to control his magic that almost wiped out his entire village, he plans to be invisible.All he wants is control, and maybe, to feel human again. He finds that humanity in Wren, a banshee whose quiet love feels like a sanctuary. She is his ideal first love-the exact replica of what he'd always been taught to want. With her, he can almost believe in the simple, safe story he was given. But everything changes when he meets Lucien. Centuries old, utterly shameless, and whose beauty is as haunting and magnetically terrifying as his reputation, the vampire ignites a different kind of fire within Zeke-one that has nothing to do with magic and everything to do with a desire he never knew he could feel, one that could devour them both. Drawn to Lucien's dangerous allure, Zeke is forced to question everything: his power, his purpose, and the very foundation of who he is allowed to love. Wren felt safe, an anchor for his humanity but Lucien was a challenge against everything Zeke thought he knew about love and himself. In my book, love isn't just a choice..it's a weapon. *Love or loyalty? Light or dark? The wrong choice could doom them all..but the right one might destroy Zeke's heart.* Enjoy : )

I hated him, I really did. I saw him as the villain. But he wasn't the one to hate. He was pure and I was dangerous. For him, for my enemies and for myself. --------------------------------------------------- Victoria Di Angelo, was the only survivor of a car crash. All alone, she had to move in with her aunt and 7 cousins. Until one day her aunt mystriously dies and an even more mysterious man adopts her whole family. She gets send to Boarding School, where she meets some special characters. Will she accept the secrets they learn her or will she fear herself and hide forever.

What happens when a group of people anger people of importance in a fantasy world? (Pirate-core, Cottage-core, Dark Academia, fantasy, vampires, and more.) Any warnings will be inside before the chapter starts :)

Ishira Weigh Hacvukin Dinoshio has lived her whole life in an eerie mansion with her brilliant but distant Italian mother. She believes her world is simple, if not lonely-until her curiosity unearths something terrifying: their house holds secret doors, forbidden rooms, and files about her. Her life isn't real. Her memories, her identity-even her sense of self-are the product of a covert psychological experiment known as the Mirrormind Protocol. Her mother? One of its architects. Her absent Russian father? A defector. And Ishira? The last living prototype. When a mysterious boy named Alexi Murdoch arrives as her "protector," secrets unravel quickly. He's been watching her. He knows her file. But he also knows how it ends-unless they rewrite it together. As Ishira begins to unlock her fractured mind and meet the brother she never knew existed, she's thrown into a spiral of betrayal, lies, and reprogrammed memories. Everything leads to the final door-hidden beneath the estate-where the truth awaits. Will she finally escape the twisted legacy her parents built? Or will she become what she was always meant to be: a perfect lie?

Amo's magic is the envy of all who meet him. He borrows material from the skin of the world itself, twisting atoms from one shape into another. The laws of conservation apply, of course: he can create anything he likes, as long as he destroys another object of roughly the same volume. If he fancies a drink, he squeezes beer out of acorns. He makes his pint glasses from the bark of birch trees. He drinks often and the foliage doesn't last long - haven't you ever wondered why Autumn seems to arrive so fast? But doing business with the fabric of reality is a dangerous thing, and all this swapping and stealing comes with consequences for his soul. What is the exchange rate of existence?

This book is about a nobody. An ordinary person drifting through life, living like Sisyphus, doing the same thing over and over for decades until everything changes one night, or does it?

Six young people are stuck in a private asylum. All they have is hopes, dreams and nightmares. And even though the doctors don't really seem to care much they find solutions with eachother. They find eachother, their diferences and similairities. Creating a bond they would not have had otherwise, it is strange how you can get so much hope from just being there for the other.

Volhosha can evoke strange feelings from deep inside the human heart, an ability that makes him dearer to many.

This story is about two college boys who meet at their local cafe. After a while they start to develop feelings for each other. But, one is hiding a secret. What will that secret unfold for their future together. NOTICE‼️ (THIS IS NOT ABOUT CATS BTW ITS JUST THE COVER)

Aimee Loutham has spent her childhood in a damp, windswept corner of northern England, where rain clouds linger for days and sunlight is little more than a memory. Even as she learned to navigate life among the perpetual drizzle, she discovered a more dangerous secret: her vampire condition. In Norwich, she maintains a fragile balance, relying on rationed government medication to keep her blood chemistry in check and leaning on a tight-knit circle of friends for support. But when her prescription finally runs out, everything changes.

A decision caused by rain. // short, kind of like a POV // You see a student sneak out into the forest during a storm and become intrigued. Disclaimer: For best experience listen to music (classical, relaxing, whatever). tags dark academia light academia rainy day autumn pov short royalty core victorian era regency era hogwarts englad UK London romantic academia harry potter dark royalty royal core castle private school

This is a short story about a young girl (Eliza) who falls deeply in love with her dearest friend (Mary). But when William comes, everything changes.

Beneath Silicon Valley's ruins, Elena Reyes found something that wasn't supposed to exist. Now the Academy wants to make sure she doesn't either. Author's Note: A short-story set during the post-apocalyptic renaissance.

--- Story Title: The Third-Floor Girls' Bathroom Has a Secret Club Genre: School mystery, psychological thriller, teen drama, slow-burn suspense Tone: Sharp, stylish, chilling with a subtle descent into darkness Description: At Everwin High, there's one place students avoid after hours - the third-floor girls' bathroom. The rumors say it's haunted. The truth is far more dangerous. Behind a mirror, hidden inside a forgotten maintenance panel, exists a room no one's supposed to know about. Inside it, four girls - Yuna, Ivy, Arin, and Haerin - run an underground surveillance network. They watch, record, and manipulate their school from the shadows, exposing secrets one by one... but only of the guilty. Or so they claim. Then comes Yeji - the transfer student with sharp eyes, a colder heart, and a past no one's ready for. As she gets drawn deeper into their web, she realizes she's not just being watched - she's being tested. In a school built on power, silence, and buried history, how long can secrets stay hidden? And who will survive when the truth finally claws its way out? ---

(Specter is the one in the book cover. Isn't he so silly?) Welcome to the Accademia! ✨📚🌀 Aven scored a perfect 100 on the impossible National Exam. ...Problem is, she kinda cheated. Like. A lot. But now everyone thinks she's a once-in-a-century genius, so naturally she gets accepted into the Accademia del Pensiero Dominante - an ancient, mildly unhinged school for the "gifted" where the halls shift, students duel over coffee machines, and there's a suspiciously large amount of fog at night. Totally normal. Aven just wanted to fake her way through math class, but now she's dodging exploding staircases, nearly getting voted class president, and hearing whispers about something... horrible... underneath the school. They say no one who's seen him ever laughs again. They also say that's dramatic, but like... they're not wrong. ✨ Magic, mayhem, and one very accidental genius. ✨ Welcome to the Accademia. You're gonna need a nap.

This is a dark-academia story, about a murder and how the friends are working against each other.

"Il Re del Raccolto è venuto a raccogliere i suoi doni; dal sangue, nuove sementi germoglieranno!" Quando Jeremy eredita il maniero e le ricerche del suo migliore amico Michael, liquida il tutto come il frutto di una mente deragliata. Ma scavando più a fondo scopre: Orrori antichi che giacciono sotto Tahoe; Villaggi semi-abbandonati dove riti indicibili sono sopravvissuti; Qualcuno che osserva ogni sua mossa per motivi ignoti; Verità nascoste in manoscritti antichi scarabocchiati da pazzi e occultisti. Mentre la realtà si sbriciola, Jeremy deve affrontare l'angosciante domanda: riuscirà a proteggere la sua famiglia, o cadranno vittime di questo disegno incomprensibile? Un breve romanzo di horror cosmico/rurale dove: • La linea tra follia e rivelazione è completamente svanita • Il terrore lovecraftiano incontra la brutalità di McCarthy • Verità sepolte che sarebbero dovute rimanere dimenticate sono state portate alla luce Per lettori che cercano: ✓ Un terrore lento e strisciante ✓ Una prosa affilata come un coltello rituale ✓ Il terribile brivido di risvegliare qualcosa di antico ATTENZIONE: POTREBBE PORTARE A: MAL DI TESTA, NAUSEA, PRESAGI DI SVENTURA, IRREVERSIBILE PERDITA DI SANITÀ MENTALE

The Mallards of Adam-Bristow Academy but Much Worse (shitposting). Art link: https://www.deviantart.com/constancelea/art/Edgy-Duck-with-a-hat-820509929

There is a realm that exists in which amity and harmony is only found if both light and darkness sustain a balance. Light cannot exist without darkness. And there is no darkness without the presence of light. It remained that way for a long time, each depending on the other. Until one day... The knot of affinity was untied, the scale of symmetry disrupted and the Darks conspired an audacious move, in all of history, they dared to be the first who violated the law, or as is assumed. Yet it was the fluttering, dim light of... faithfulness and hope. For in the midst of all loss and misery, are lives that, though young, certainly have the treasure of strength buried within. Here is where the five Lightling siblings enter the stage, each with roles in a play they can't abandon, entrusted to preform in a high-stake action performance with the ending indefinite. Their life never quieted down from then, for there were plenty of secrets hidden and plenty of secrets to be found. The stage isn't full yet, for it has promised the Troys their part as well. The Troys follow a similar story, except while being in triumph for having escaped their imprisoning orphanage, that euphoria was short-lived as the three siblings get shoved into the sewer of their wickedest nightmares. None has asked to be apart of this theatrics where life and death is on the line, how long can they keep dodging death as it hurtles its way at them through life-threatening situations? With each decision made, a battle is drawn closer, a campaign that, with the outcome unknown, is the thin line between victory, freedom and the ruin of their realm. The battle where opposing forces that rely on each other, clash, in fight for justice, in fight for freedom. Can the balance be returned once again?