Dragon's Academy

Dragon's Academy

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Present day society vs a millenia of archaic beliefs, who is right? When it comes to the belief of the supernatural there are types of people, Salem Enoch is the skeptic, despite his family of dead set believers, almost all of his family, mother, aunts and uncles, grandparents so on believe in the existence of The Others, the creatures that are not of the humanly world, ranging across all cultures. They usually hide in the Veil never fully crossing over, but there will always be glimpses, and there will always be those who never follow the rules. When Sanction tries and fails to contain the problems, that's where The Academy steps in. The Academy is top secret and it's agents are unknown, that is until Salem, unknowingly and unwillingly steps into a routine rescue mission and manages to uncover a war brewing beneath the false belief of peace, it's his decision help or walk away. Book for NaNoWrimo 2015 :)
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