Kampus Novels & Stories

The darkness of the campus was oppressive, broken only by the dim flicker of emergency lights that cast long, ominous shadows. Luke moved with a purpose, his enhanced senses tuning into every sound, every movement. He started his search from the main campus building. He could hear the groans of the undead echoing faintly through the halls, their shuffling footsteps dragging against the cracked tile floors. The smell of decay hung in the air, sharp and putrid, making it hard to breathe.

Looking very much like the best friend I left behind fifteen months ago, a huge grin spills across her beautiful face right before she hurtles herself at me for a third time. Hang onto your panties ladies, because Roan King is kicking off the first day of the fall semester by stripping off his shirt... and yeah, it's definitely a majestic sight to behold. Is it possible that he’s even more ripped and gorgeous than last year? Someone hand me a napkin, I'm starting to drool over here... KingOfCampus.com How could I have forgotten that jet lag is a total bitch? It should really be called ass lag or maybe even ass drag would be a more accurate description because my ass is literally dragging on

He is tightening his jaws as he read it aloud. “Sam Style Bautista. . . I don’t hear your name here, and I guess you are at the same faculty as me. Faculty of Civil Engineering—it is hard right?” he asked him, looking directly to his soft eyes. Sam looks in the other direction—he is blushing because of the shyness that he is feeling right now. “E-Excuse me, S-Sir,” he is stuttering to go out and leave Mike inside speechless. Nevertheless, he looks at the folder that he is holding. Mike’s heart flutters when he sees the logo of the CAM application embedded.

Point of view: I am April Jane Santisima, a simple person but known as one of the brightest students in the school of St. Patrick Academy but name famous known not an Academy but a University. The owner change it when her Son manage it. I simply want to be able to study without being aggrieved, but why do they harass me every day? What wrong have I done to them so that they repeatedly bully me especially Karen who is a well-known queen bee or better known as the evil queen of the campus because of her bad behavior.

As far as I knew, most Surabaya campuses use heroic, pride, and chauvinism terminology to their alma mater. Started with my campus Cloverleaf University of Surabaya or Clofus. Cloverleaf was a traditional-typical culinary from Surabaya. We called cloverleaf 'semanggi'. Then, there was Airlangga University. They used one of Java's most notable kings as their alma mater.

“Though I think you three just announced our business to the entire campus.” Kael, ever the storm-bringer, doesn’t even pretend to be sheepish. He laughs outright—a wolfish, unrepentant sound that vibrates straight through her spine. “Let them hear,” he says, pressing his mouth to her bare shoulder. “Let them know you’re ours now.”

I searched for the words in the note. What is annoying, is that we are not allowed to use cellular phones inside the school. It was mentioned in rule twelve, which makes us spend a lot of time researching in a library. The good thing? The library here is huge. It has twenty chambers that took over two-fourths of the school grounds. And we were given access to the old ways to live our life. For example, using candles as light. Before we sleep, we make sure to get baskets of candles from the Chamber of Lights.

"So, Kristen, where are you from?" Uh-oh. Here comes the questions. Jesse looked at Kristen, turning skittish and apprehensive. She lightly squeezed his arm and gave him a confident smile, as if telling him that everything's fine and she can handle it. K turned her eyes to Joel. "I'm renting a small apartment in Williamsburg," she started. "I work at ICPM, they offered me a job after I interned for them during last year of college. But I'm still planning to apply for a post-graduate degree in Cooper Union come spring next year."