Last Lecture Book Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, Lorena's class just finished a microbiology lesson taught by Professor Esteban. "Ah! Finally, class is over. Now we can take a rest." Lorena stretched her hands, which were already aching from taking so many notes in Professor Esteban's class. Her act could relax her hands and fingers. After that, she took out her lunch box and chemistry textbook from her bag and zip-tied the bag. That day, she would take a follow-up class in Alberto's class.

Luke shrugged. “Which Leah, of course, wouldn’t know because she aces every test,” Aeliana pointed out. “Ah ha!” Jace agreed while all the others nodded. “Guys, I think I found the reference book Mr. Decarlo told us about during electromagnetism lectures,” Caleb approached us with a thick book in hand. “Well,” Jace sighed. “Serves us right for not giving a sh** about what he said when we should’ve,” Letting the book down on the desk, Caleb shifted his eyes onto Aeliana’s.

Melissa: The lecture hall smelled faintly of old wood and chalk dust, the kind of place where secrets felt safer because no one ever looked too closely at the back rows. Philip and I always claimed the last bench—far enough from the projector’s glow that our screens stayed private, close enough to the exit if we needed to bolt. Today the room was half-empty, professor droning on about structuralism or semiotics or whatever dead theory he was paid to resurrect this semester. We didn’t care.

So I decided to make friends here. After all I have to survive a whole f*cking year here. Its Thursday today and lectures ends at 3:30 pm. The last lecture was about to start so I slipped my phone out of the pocket and immediately typed "Coffee together?!" He was busy scribbling something in his book, I glanced at him and then at the message I sent. Second thoughts flooding my mind. The lecture started, today's topic was lipid structure. I really suck at this, and spent whole lecture struggling to keep up with professor. The lecture ended after professor made sure to fill our hands with assignment topics and other work.

I tell her as I get up from where I’m sitting to arrange the textbooks I was digesting earlier. I wave Lilly off and begin to rush into the bathroom to prepare for lectures. It takes only twenty-five minutes to get myself ready for lectures and I descend downstairs through the elevator. Lily doesn’t seem like she’s in the mood of coming to school yet because I don’t see her freshen up. Actually, she was lying on her bed when I was leaving. I trek to the bus station and board a bus to school. I walk straight to the lecture room and settle myself. The lecture is about human anatomy. One of my favorite courses though, but I find it super hard to focus on what the woman was saying. I think about

"This isn't a hideout..." "It's a palace." Oliver's expression darkened. "No." "It's where corruption was born." Agent Ross slowly walked into the chamber. He examined one of the steel vaults. "It's government property." Oliver nodded. "Edward has spent decades stealing from governments all over the world." Emma carefully approached the round table. Resting on it... ...was a thick leather book. The cover read: THE FOUNDERS' RECORD She hesitated. Liam looked at her. "Do you think it's safe?"

I ignored Mrs. Glaser. My eyes never left Lucy as I spoke. "Aren't you the one who's always talking about asset allocation and calculating returns? Fine. Then hear this. There's a kind of debt called reputation debt. Once you rack it up, you spend the rest of your life paying it back. "And now you've added a new crime on top of the old one. Lucy, do the math. How many years do you think you still get to live on the outside?"

I forced a smile and nodded, hoping I wasn’t too far behind in the lecture. Storm, who was seated at the front raised a perfectly manicured hand. “Dr. Nightshade, could you explain how the cell membrane proteins interact with the cytoskeleton in bacterial cells?” Alexis nodded and launched into an explanation that was so detailed, even the most attentive students began to scribble furiously to keep up. Her knowledge was impressive, I’d give her that. Alexis was always brilliant, and no one could deny it. I forced myself to listen this time, determined not to fall behind. But all the while, I couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of dread. The past two weeks had been hard enough…navigating m

A few days later, Lucian found himself sitting in the lecture hall, staring at Thea as she animatedly explained how the relations between cells work to an engaged audience. He had known that he was late for the meeting and Haden had filled him in before disappearing off with that other professor.