Ghost Dormitory Novels & Stories

But as soon as the newcomers heard that they could go to the training ground to have a look today, they were very excited and immediately went back to the house to tidy up. In less than a moment, all the newcomers had finished tidying up. Then they would follow the two senior brothers to the formal dormitory. Although it was called a dormitory, it was a courtyard of different sizes. Of course, there were pavilions and some low-rise small bungalows. If they wanted to live in a good place, it depended on whether they had enough Spirit Stones on them.

Hating that he couldn't walk me to my door. They turned left toward the Faculty Wing. I turned right. Walking alone into the lion's den. Dormitory B was a massive, brutalist slab of concrete and iron. As I stepped through the double doors, the smell hit me like a physical wall. Hormones. Cheap body spray. Damp fur. Aggression. It was the scent of a thousand apex predators packed into a shoebox, all vying for dominance. My throat closed up. The chatter in the hallway died instantly.

There should be no lingering glances, no soft words, no leftover warmth or any feelings of attachment, he already served his purpose in the car and that is all. I turn in a slow circle, taking in the room. In the manga this dorm was smaller and darker, with a single narrow window. This version is brighter, higher up, and the furniture looks newer. Little differences keep jumping out at me, like the story itself is slightly off from the pages I remember. The air in front of my eyes glitches then a blue window flickers open. Location confirmed: Paranormal Elite University – East Dorms, Floor 4 Current tasks: Establish presence without triggering early claim routes

That was the second time that Qin Haodong had studied in college, so he was very familiar with college life. He used the key to open the dormitory 508 which was arranged for him. It was a four-person dormitory, and its conditions were very good. It looked neat and tidy, but there was no one in the room. It seemed that others had the same idea as him, so they weren't in a hurry to go there. The name was already posted on the bed. Qin Haodong found his bed, laid out his luggage, and simply arranged his daily necessities.

He waved me through. The dormitory building was the standard institutional construction of places that housed people who were paying for a location rather than an experience. Corridor after corridor of identical doors, the particular compressed smell of many people living in close proximity to each other. I found the room on the third floor and stopped in front of it. I knocked. The corridor around me was the corridor of a building in the middle of a weekday, mostly empty, the occasional door and the occasional sound from behind closed ones. No answer.

It's a three-year program, and most students start at sixteen. Including my roommates—they've all been here since last year. The boys' dormitories are divided into Alpha, Beta, and Kappa. For the girls, it's Delta, Phi, and Sigma. It's pretty obvious that the first two dorms—male and female—offer the best opportunities for the students living there. Whether it's East Bridge or Evencrest, I'm always the underdog. "Where have you been?" Paige asked when I finally catch up with them. "Restroom," I said quickly. "So, what happened next? You guys weren't done telling me about the coolest guys around here."

Blue states the moment we step out of our vehicles. “Did you open up the tunnel that leads to the dorm building?” I ask. The dorms were a project for the overflow of single pack members or newly mated pairs to live in before I left, still under construction on my birthday. “Yes, they are. We moved in a few families there for their own safety, as well as filled up all the other empty rooms that aren’t designated for Blood Moon.” Axel answers, coming with many omegas that Miles starts directing to the extra food, linen and Blankets we brought from the guest house.

I whispered back, then there I saw him opening his eyes slowly. "That is not human, so go back to sleep and let them play themselves in the middle of the night." What does that mean? They are not humans? And let them play in the middle of the night? When he saw my curious and puzzled face, he turned around to face me and look at me seriously. "In every dormitory, there is a ghost. It's a normal thing of course, that's why some students even though they need to travel far from their houses, they were choosing it over dormitory because they can't just handle some creepy things. So whatever you will hear and see needs to be buried at that moment. We don't need to see them, but we can actually f

00 pesos left. He examined the flowers in the bouquet, they looked beautiful. But he didn't recognize the names of these flowers as he only knew roses. After buying the bouquet, he swiftly took it to the Women's Dormitory where Sherly was staying. The women's dormitory in this school was similar to the men's dormitory also having four different economic classes of which were: Ordinary, Advance, Special, and VIP. Inside each of these dormitories, there were also different room classes, namely Simple, Regular, and Standard.

It's good that there was not a single witness to this scene: all the guys hid, sensing danger. In the school yard, I tried to twitch, but the tight grip of the demon's hands didn't even notice my attempt to jump off. He carried me with such ease, as if I weighed nothing. Zarq kicked the front door of the women's dormitory open. It seems that not all guys were banned from entering the hostel after all. - Where is your room? "I'll go by myself," I squeaked. - Where is your room?