Campus Beauty Novels & Stories

She asks, obviously still attempting to taunt and normally, her words would have hit me hard but this time, she only sounds stupid and insecure. "Sewa, please walk away from here. I don't want people to associate us as friends or acquaintances. You and I are not in the same league and I can't allow you to embarrass at my own party, so do me a favour and walk away." I calmly reply and her frown deepens. "Your own party? Since when did you become an alumni of Starlight University?" She asks rhetorically, bursting into a short, insulting laugh.

"Alright, Ryan. I think now we should go inside." I nodded again. "Yep. Let's go." We strode towards the college and as we entered through the main gate, the females started smiling and gossiping. That's irritating. By the way, the campus. It's indeed an academic oasis here. The stone path lined with dark sieges from the entrance to the main campus is accented with a picture-perfect duck pond nestled within the grounds, surrounded on all sides by abundant trees, statues and sculptures. On the front, it has lots of lush lawns that are perfect for studying and pickup game or two of ultimate frisbee or football. And the campus boasts regal brick buildings situated far from each other. The main

While she wasn’t outside, she could at least enjoy the beauty of it. She had just sat down when Keith joined her. “Pretty, isn’t it?” he asked as he gestured to the courtyard. “It’s one of the things that drew me to Hampton. It’s a gorgeous campus.” She nodded, glancing back out the window as she opened her water. “It is at that. I love the architecture, the red bricks, the giant oaks. It’s all so breathtaking.”

Sushma confidently explained the buildings' functions and significance, satisfying their curiosity. On the other hand, Maria, Linda, Isabella, and George were captivated by the college's horticultural aspects. They inquired about the plants, gardens, and landscaping that adorned the campus. Sushma enthusiastically shared information about the college's commitment to greenery and sustainability, showcasing the beauty and thoughtfulness behind the horticultural choices.

Candice’s arm stayed linked through mine since we found our separate bags and then the taxi that was waiting for us to take us to the university campus. And once we had gotten there and I saw the place, I didn’t think I could have gone back to college back home and thought highly of it. Unlike the college back home, Coaliton University was a spectacle to behold. Trees lined every pavement you could see, and in the midst of it surrounded by old, ivy covered face-brick stone was a huge courtyard filled with statues from marble to bronze. There was metalwork winding up and down the staircases as intricate as a fingerprint, even the grass seemed to be cut in delicate patterns.

Jorge and I arrive at Voltex University and step out of the car. The campus is full of life and activity. Students hurry to class, laughing and carrying books, while others relax under a beautiful cherry blossom tree, its pink petals blowing gently in the breeze. The students seem so carefree, which makes my own anxiety stand out even more. The campus is impressive, with big gardens, modern buildings, and students rushing around like they're all working together. It’s a world of its own. The air feels electric with possibility, and for a moment, I let myself think that maybe this place will be a fresh start. Maybe it will be different.

The morning sun crept higher, its weak rays filtering through the broken glass of the campus buildings. The university, once a bustling hub of life and noise, was now a graveyard of memories and decay. Joseph crouched low, keeping his footsteps as quiet as possible while his eyes scanned every shadow. He had been moving for hours, tracing faint signs that pointed him in one direction—toward the center of campus.

She had seen pictures of the city online, but experiencing it in person was something else entirely. They walked for a few moments and soon arrived at the university gates. As they stepped inside, they were both struck by the beauty of the campus. “Wow,” Justine muttered under her breath, her eyes wide as she looked around. The university grounds were perfectly manicured, with neatly tarred paths winding through the campus. At the center stood a magnificent statue, meticulously sculpted and commanding attention. “That must be the founder of the school,” Sophia thought to herself as she gazed at the statue.

I needed my best friend here, even if right now I wanted to strangle her for being so effortlessly happy. The university campus sprawled out in front of us, with wide lawns, modern buildings, and dorms stretching far into the distance. It was beautiful in its own way, but it didn’t have the grandeur of King’s University. I forced myself to stop comparing. The warm breeze brushed across my skin as we crossed the grounds, following Daniel, who seemed to already know exactly where he was going.

They never do. Would be nice if someone invented memory blockers the way they did pheromone suppressants. But unfortunately, we're not that advanced yet. Even with werewolves running the world. My fingers tighten around the strap of my dance bag as I walk toward the gates of Blackridge University—the place I've spent the last year dreaming about every single night. The campus looks like a goddamn postcard—ivy-covered stone buildings, glass towers catching the light like they're showing off. Students swarm the courtyard in packs. Literal packs. You can tell by the way they move—like they share the same brain cell.