My Blood-curdling Campus Life นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I muttered while climbing out. “No. I enjoy you staying alive.” “Your personality is exhausting.” I said and his mouth twitched faintly which was still enough to affect me stupidly. Campus suddenly felt painfully normal compared to the estate. Students walked between buildings laughing. People complained about assignments. Music drifted softly from somewhere nearby. For one brief second life almost felt ordinary again. Then Jax ruined it immediately when a guy from my literature class walked toward us smiling. “Hey, Lena.” “Hi, Eric.”

“It’s just rich kids being groomed into future tyrants.” “You say that like you’re not royalty.” “I’m a social exile with a fancy last name,” I shot back. “And isn’t that place basically an orgy camp? I heard students fuck in every hallway.” He laughed. “Maybe there's something in the air. Turns regular people into sex-starved degenerates.” “Scary,” I said flatly. “I’m taking a pocket knife. I might even engrave my student ID with ‘Don’t talk to me unless you want your balls kicked in.’”

Thank heavens for oversized jeans. As I lay there, I heard voices echo in my head. Memories I’d tried to shove down. “You can’t do this, Irish. What if you get caught? This is impersonation. Irish…” I sat up fast. I needed a shower. ********* It was my first official day as a student. I woke up early, earlier than Dave, to shower, bind, and get dressed without any risk. Apparently, it’s tradition for new students to introduce themselves to the class. Lucky me.

And so far, it’s been a disaster. But Papa knows exactly what Carlton represents, not just taboo, but proof of Delinda's evil. Yet he can’t stop touching him. Day and night, they destroy each other. And Carlton? He loves the sickness. The music is so loud it makes my ribs vibrate. It’s one of those campus nights where everyone pretends exams don’t exist. LED lights flashing. Cheap beer. Sweat. Laughter in Mandarin, Cantonese, and English. I sip from my scotch, the alcohol doing little against the storm in my chest.

– K I stared at the phone screen the words blurred together. It was almost dawn, only four hours away, but sleep wasn’t coming. I walked around my small room, my hands and feet cold on the wooden floor, stopping every few steps to look out the window at the shadowed campus below. Blackwood University had stood here for over three centuries, its red brick buildings and ivy-covered walls hiding uncountable secrets in their mortar. How many of those secrets were like Karl? I thought to myself.

They had welcomed Megan with open arms, their unspoken message of solidarity a profound comfort to her. Their campus life was a vibrant tapestry of shared moments. They attended football games, cheering loudly from the bleachers, their intertwined hands a silent promise. They studied together in the library, the quiet hum of the air conditioning a backdrop to their focused work. They went to campus parties, but always with a watchful eye, a silent agreement to stay together and look out for each other. They had faced true evil, and it had made them fiercely protective of their peace and their happiness. As the years passed, the campus, once a place of fear, became a sanctuary of shared memor

A desperate student in need of an A on a course that could affect her GP. A horny female professor in need of a one night stand! Read and enjoy. Camilla Campbell's P.O.V. Camilla stood in the hallway of the English department, hovering around the closed door to Professor Celine's office. Her heart was racing and her nerves were getting the better of her. Her freshman year was coming to a close and she had messed up. Her final paper for Professor Celine’s class had been a total failure, and it was going to ruin Camilla ’s GPA. Worse still, her ruined GPA would mean her academic scholarship would be in jeopardy. The whole thing was just one big nightmare.

Six months of pure bliss and then my life started falling apart…. A week into the second term, the dynamics of my college life changed dramatically; my carefree life was soon drowning with a sense of dread; every moment dripping with fear and anxiety. This all began when Andres, a new student, joined our university. The day he arrived at the campus, there was a different kind of vibe in the atmosphere; the chatters were louder, the laughs brighter, and the gossips more intense. It felt like someone had turned up the liveliness parameter of the campus.

I add, tilting my head to the side while giving Piper a pleading look to help me. “You’re right, we don’t understand everything that you are going through, and we both support you in whatever you decide to do.” Piper stares at Emmerson with a look that tells her to drop it. “So, what do you want to talk about?” She asks, changing the subject. “We need to be more careful on campus. There vamps were here when I came back to the dorm last night.” I glance around to make sure no one is listening. “Feeding in the open like they don’t care if anyone sees.” I whisper.

Kendal The hangover I was struggling with was well deserved after losing myself in a bottle of jack the night before. Between Damon being a dick, the situation with Heather joining the university, and my sister's condition worsening, I was lost. Emotionally I wanted to crawl in a ball in the closet and hide for a week or so, but it wasn't going to happen. Over two hundred students were showing up in the next few hours to learn about the weaknesses in inventory systems, and I was the guy teaching it.