Hating University Novels & Stories

Chris hesitated. Jonathan's eyes, cold and unyielding, bore into Chris's soul. His voice, laced with controlled anger, sliced through the air carefully trying not to wake Hazel up, “Chris, time is a luxury we can't afford. In our world, every moment is a vulnerability. Hazel needs protection, and the sooner we formalize this arrangement, the better." Chris sighed, torn between loyalty to his friend and empathy for Hazel's fresh wounds, “I get it, Jonathan, but you can't ignore the grief she's drowning in right now. Pushing this on her so soon... it could backfire. We don't want her to resent us."

I tell him through clenched teeth, cursing at myself for being this damn reactive to him. "I know, and I hate you so fucking much at this moment. I hate you and I will not care about the consequences of what I'm about to do to you. I hate you so fucking much that I will not hold myself back this time. I hate you so goddamn much and I'm going to ruin you for any man that isn't me. Not him. And not any goddamn other. " I have got to be sick in the head for those words to make my pussy clench against my fucking thong and my heart to beat wildly against my chest.

Frowning, Regina said, “Shantal, this is Johnston University. It’s not a place for you. The professor will be here soon.” “You should go now!" Regina seemed concerned for Shantal, but it was obvious she was insulting Shantal by saying that Shantal shouldn’t be in a university because Shantal lacked the education to be there. Shantal frowned at Regina. She could barely hide the hatred she felt for Regina. Shantal snapped, “Go back to your seat if you’re going to class, and get out if you’re not! Stop talking nonsense here!” Regina was completely embarrassed by Shantal’s response, and ice settled in the depths of her eyes.

"To get you kicked out for being a pervert. We would make you beg us to help you, we were going to give you more of that drug, but you left, and that bitch showed up and damaged everything." Matheus laughed intensely. "You see what kind of friends you have." I didn't let him finish his sentence and interrupted him. "Why did they want to do that to me?" "Because you are conceited, so many girls around you, and you reject them all, and the worst thing is that you do it in a bad way. Many people hate you in the university, me too! Because of you my girlfriend left me, she saw you and tried to talk to you, you rejected her. Even your ex-girlfriend helped us, she was there the day of the party to

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

She said looking at her as if waiting for permission to continue. "Go on." Sierra prompted calmly. "His mother's death affected him emotionally and physically. Mr. King then decided to relocate to country A for some years. He should only return after he is sure that he could handle the death. So, Mr. Zeke studied in country A and graduated there. He only came back four years ago." Natasha continued with her report. "Wow! Is that all?" Sierra asked longing for more information. "That's all I could find out ma'am. And please ma'am I would like to advise you if you don't mind." Natasha paused to examine Sierra's reaction to her words.

“Uni…versity.” “Yes.” His lips twitched, but not quite into a smile. “It’s where humans go to gain knowledge, to prepare themselves for life, for work, for power. It’s their greatest pride, their training ground for the future.” He paused, studying my face. “If you want to truly live among them, then that’s where you’ll see them as they are….. ambitious, cruel, brilliant, selfish. All of it.”

“We should celebrate,” I tell Ken as we step down from the bus and approach the gate of the estate. We have a few more days to get ourselves ready to leave the estate and begin our new lives. While I don’t know about the rest, Caroline and I already made plans to attend the same uni, which is that of Northrich, the most prestigious university in the city. It has always been my dream to attend and despite having the opportunity to attend any institution of my choice; I feel they can give me what I want. They are also a good choice because they have a no-violence environment that discriminates against no one. I hope to learn as much as I can and when Caroline heard about it a week ago; she cam

It's from the University, i am supposed to attend it tomorrow and i am so nervous. I don't know what kind of spoilt brats will be there and i am so dumb in studies. Will I make friends what if they bully me. Come on bitch, you are girlfriend of a mafia prince. But my prince charming won't be there to help me. I read the mail, oh, they have sent me the timetable and subjects with faculty names. I just hope i don't have any rude professor. Back in my school the professor who used to teach us communication skills was so rude and he loved to humiliate students. I still hate him, asshole.

"And what the hell are you doing on VSU turf? Last I checked, your trashy ass belongs at RVC." No flipping way he just said that. RVC?! As in Ridgeton Valley College?! A dozen red alerts instantly fire off in my brain. RVC is VSU’s ultimate, bitterest arch-nemesis. The hatred between our two universities is flipping poison. From battling for the national championship trophy in college football every single year to going to war in hockey, baseball, and track, RVC is infamous for one thing: playing dirty. I don't even attend any of the athletic games–I'm way too busy trying to survive my double shifts and studying for that–but you’d have to be living under a rock at VSU not to hear the endless