Ghost Dormitory Novels & Stories

Thousands of miles away. I inhaled deeply. “It truly is.” •[IN THE DORMITORY— DORM 5 WING A]• It was nicer than I had anticipated. Three beds arranged along the walls, each with its own small desk and wardrobe, a central common area with a few chairs and a small fireplace, with windows that opened up to the view of the hibiscus flowers behind our block. "So what now? Our entire plan depended on being able to track the Moon claw without access to someone who practices the Forbidden arts….”

Green explained dutifully as they walked. The dormitory area is designed to look like a miniature house from a cartoon, and it is quite adorable. Camille escorted them to one of the rooms and unlocked the door. That is not a good thing. There are two cartoon beds and a bathroom in the room. There are two sets of cupboards, boxes, slippers, quilts, and other similar items in the house. It is a two-child dormitory.

She chuckles, “we don’t have long before dinner so let me show you around quick,” She bows to me, “welcome to Wichita dormitory, this is our communal lounge, the communal toilets are this way,” she pushes open a door to a pretty washroom with a toilet and washbasin. “There are four dorms all named after Kansas towns. This is Wichita. In each dorm there are eight rooms, which can hold four students. The boys' wing is exactly the same.” I follow her down a short corridor, she opens door number 7, “This is us, we actually have this place to ourselves at the moment. That may change if a new student comes, or if there is a falling out in another room or dorm.”

Kael’s POV The campus looked like a castle carved from bloodstone—brooding spires, grotesque arches, and a ticking clock tower that somehow followed your gaze like it knew your sins. But inside? Twelve boys to a room. Noisy. Cramped. Smelling like damp testosterone, silver, and barely washed sheets. “Damn the luxury of this place! But this dorm sucks big time,” Damon hissed, his eyes darting from the chalky white walls to the neatly aligned beds separated by a thin corridor—six on either side like rows of livestock.

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.

Unless we wanted to walk on parts of the roof, it was best not to go in. The other two buildings weren’t in much better shape. The building in the middle looked like a dorm of some sort, and would have housed no less than ten nuns or thereabout. It was probably where they slept and had their personal belongings and stuff. Do you know how I know it’s a dorm? There was a hole in the wall. Soot and debris several years old littered the floor and told the story of a horrific incident. Only, I still had no idea what that horrible incident was.

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?