Origins Of An Academy Bully Quotes

To me, chaos was more beautiful than calm.

The world was not black and white. It wasn't even a patchwork of greys. It was rainbows layered upon rainbows.

I despised the idea that we were enslaved to our fates.

How long will it take for her to come back to me?

My father’s eyes had shone with more pride than I think I’d ever realised he was capable of as he’d looked upon my transformed state.

how the hell did he expect me to just sit here while he married me off to this walking dog turd beside me?

And try not to touch my wings when you’re climbing on,” I added. “Are they fragile?” he asked in surprise. “No. They're ticklish,” I admitted.

The world was not black and white. It wasn't even a patchwork or greys. It was rainbows layered upon rainbows. The nicest Fae in the world could turn around and stab you in the back. The cruelest would occasionally offer a helping hand to a stranger.

I stared at him, refusing to accept what I was pretty sure he was suggesting. It hadn’t slipped my attention that the Dragon Order families hadn’t produced many female offspring in my generation but I’d never given it much thought. It wasn’t like I was looking for a wife - I’d only ever kissed two girls. (Darius 15years)

The world was not black and white.

The world was not black and white. It wasn't even a patchwork of greys. It was rainbows layered upon rainbows. The nicest Fae in the world could turn around and stab you in the back. The cruellest would occasionally offer a helping hand to a stranger.

I hoped with all my heart that Xavier wasn’t destined to life as anything other than a Dragon.

Perhaps another option will present itself before you’re wed,” she said slowly, her lips pursing with distaste as she looked upon the troll who might be the mother of her grandchildren if Father got his way.

I knew she was a bitch, but dammit she was supposed to be my bitch.

At almost six foot I was still growing and given four more inches, I’d be the one looking down on him. I was determined to see that day come to pass.

I turned to my family with a smile on my face which dropped away as I found my Mother inspecting her makeup in a compact mirror while Father looked decidedly bored.

Your blood is like my own goddamn brand of heroin,” Lance said,

Clara glanced away, her freckled cheeks lining with colour. “All of this Pitball stuff is just dreams, Lance.” My heart disintegrated. My sister had been the only one on my side about this for my entire life. She'd never wanted me to follow in my family's footsteps. And neither had she. Which could only mean one thing. “You're working with Mom,

Lionel!” my mother's voice rang in my ears. “Calm, Stella,” he growled at her. “Your daughter is pure, she will be fine.” Pure? What did that even mean? The dust enveloped my sister entirely, folding her into the depths of the surging mound. I began to tremble with rage, terror, panic.

Tonight we'll be the first Fae to ever enter the Shadow Realm,” Lionel announced and the breath stalled in my lungs. “Are you insane?” Darius demanded of his father,

The Shadow Realm was the darkest mirror world in existence. Nothing good came from there. But there was one rumour that had yet to be confirmed. That the Shadow Realm was home to the elusive Fifth Element: the Element of shadows.

Clara is dead. My sister is gone. I couldn't move to push my mother away, but the second I was freed from this hellish place, I would never let her lay a hand on me again. She and Lionel had done this, and I would never forgive it.

Perhaps if I learned to wield it well enough, I’d feel a little like I was in control of my own life more too.