The Last Lecture Kindle Novels & Stories

The professor for the session, the kindly but formidable Professor Patel, entered and stood before the class. “Good afternoon, everyone. Welcome to the final lecture for today. I know you’ve all been through a series of lectures, but think of this as the pinnacle of your efforts. Give it everything you’ve got,” Professor Patel’s deep voice resonated in the now silent room, broken only by the hum of the air conditioning.

And due to such incident, I left my bag in the club and my copy of key was in there. Today will be the last day of the lecture from the guests. So far, the school hasn’t called for my attention yet. We are now waiting for our last lecture and that is to be discussed by Sir Phoenix. And as I was tapping the pen on my table, with my earphones on, in just a few minutes after one song in my RnB playlist, Sir Phoenix entered the room, and as I looked up, our eyes immediately met and we held it for a second…

Jayden raised his hand in a gesture to scratch because he was so annoyed with Felicia but the girl looked cool as usual. Not long after, Ms. Lastri entered, at once the busy class was suddenly quiet. The lecturer at that age was already sitting in her place holding a folder containing class absences and a laptop bag. "Where have you got your proposal?" she asked opening the conversation that morning. "It's arrived courier, ma'am." "On the return, ma'am." "Still taking a shower first, ma'am." These absurd answers annoyed Felicia. Indeed, Ms. Lastri is the type of lecturer who can be joked with. But if the class is this noisy, it's not conducive. What's that answer anyway!

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.

Obsessive. She tapped the first link and gasped. It wasn't just a shaky recording; it was a high-fidelity capture of the Rune-Logic lecture. The audio was crisp, catching the scratch of the professor’s chalk on obsidian, and the visual was steady. Had he used a high-tier focus crystal? But wait—The Watcher didn't attend these lectures. How did he get this? Did he strong-arm a Beta into recording it? Or did he sit in the back row, hidden by a cloaking spell, just for her?

Halfway through the lecture, my phone buzzed quietly against my leg. You look pissed. Even from here. I glanced up and scanned the rows until I found Theo a few seats down, watching me with an expression that was somewhere between concern and amusement. He winked when our eyes met, and I felt my mouth tug upward despite myself. What can I do to fix that face, he typed. I typed back: Buy me a lot of ice cream. He gave a small nod, like it was a contract he intended to honor. When the lecture ended, I was halfway out the door when the lecturer called my name. “Wren, can you stay back a moment?”

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“I left him standing there, looking shocked and furious as hell.” Iris was seated in the third row in front, and Landon was taking notes next to her. During the Literature lecture, which I attended quickly after arriving at the college, we read the classic Wuthering Heights and talked about the tragic love story of Heathcliff and Catherine Earnshaw. As usual, Landon was being a bothersome know-it-all and inserted his stupid opinions whenever he could, as if we were ever in need of them.

Me: Meet me on the terrace after college. I sent her the message before the beginning of the last lecture after doing all the arrangements at the terrace. Yes, today we're going to mark the college's terrace with our love. I'm sitting in my cabin. Today my last lecture is free and I have done all the arrangements too, and now I'm wondering how I should pass my time. My phone rang up and I smiled, seeing the caller id. I slid the green button and placed the phone over my ear. I opened my mouth to speak, but she said before me, "did you cancel my lecture to spend time with me early?"

One by one, the men read a passage in English, sharing our interpretation to the crowd and waiting for the Duke to agree or disagree like a teacher at school. My passage was simple, and the meaning behind the words was clear. Others had problems with reading and comprehending the verses, making the lecture last longer when Bryce had to explain and simplify things. With the current speaker droning on about "turning the other cheek," I sneak behind the wall of men, laying down on the bench, closing my eyes. The words spoken in the background was like a Valium, and my tiredness takes over. My mind drifts with the images of Braxius and Brixtius appearing, both men handsome