Txt Dorms Novels & Stories

The architecture is from the early Green Mountain period, so the tallest buildings feature smooth stone columns across their entryways and intricately carved wolf motifs at each corner. It’s hard to ignore the construction going on everywhere, and I’m glad Trisha warned me about it in advance. They’ve decided to add four more dormitory buildings to accommodate more students from Black Forest who want to study here. Mom and the four dads will work out the details of providing scholarships for students from all over Black Forest. Integrating these two kingdoms—finally—will mean a brighter future for all of us. Gloria pulls up to the dorm building on the left. “I’ll bring your bags up. Don’t wo

It was a three tier building, the first tier was for the senior workers, it was designed the best,with the brightest LEDs,a fourteen inch television for each room, and the best part,no bunk beds, only queens. The second tier was for the workers,it was minimal but topnotch,king beds which were to be shared by two room mates, it didn't have a TV because they were hired for work not a vacation and it had something the entire dorm didn't have—a cinematic room for all during Sunday relaxation hours.

He typed my name into the search bar and soon the screen shifted, showing my name, my face, and what room I would be residing in, ’15. Just below it was another name and face, ‘Penny’. “Is she my roommate?” I don’t stop the excited lilt in my voice. Xaden simply nodded, leading me toward the staircase. We walked up the stairs and entered a giant hallway with a ton of other doors. We walked until we reached the door with the number 15 on it. “How many other rooms are there?” I asked, glancing at the doors and the corresponding numbers. “There’s 20 rooms in each section, not including the Dorm Advisor’s room which is located downstairs through the kitchen.”

SAMANTHA’S POV The knock came again. Harder. “Samantha? It’s Donald. I know you’re in there. Your parents emailed the university office. They’re arriving tomorrow morning.” I froze with my hand on the doorknob, heart slamming against my ribs. Wesley was still naked on my bed, cock hard, green eyes locked on me with pure need. “Tell him to fuck off,” Wesley whispered, voice low and rough. He reached for me, pulling me back toward the bed. “You were about to say yes. Don’t let him ruin this moment.”

The four of them exchanged one last look before stepping into the darkness below, one by one, the hum of unseen machines growing louder the deeper they went. When they reached the bottom, Mason’s light swept across the walls revealing dozens of monitors, dusty but alive, all flickering with the same symbol burned into the center of each screen: DORM SYSTEM: REACTIVATED. And beneath the largest monitor, a single message began to type itself out, letter by letter, as if an invisible hand were welcoming them back. “WELCOME BACK, PLAYERS.” The screens flickered once and then all at once, every monitor displayed live footage of the dorm halls above, every room, every hidden corner.

She chuckles, “we don’t have long before dinner so let me show you around quick,” She bows to me, “welcome to Wichita dormitory, this is our communal lounge, the communal toilets are this way,” she pushes open a door to a pretty washroom with a toilet and washbasin. “There are four dorms all named after Kansas towns. This is Wichita. In each dorm there are eight rooms, which can hold four students. The boys' wing is exactly the same.” I follow her down a short corridor, she opens door number 7, “This is us, we actually have this place to ourselves at the moment. That may change if a new student comes, or if there is a falling out in another room or dorm.”

It's a three-year program, and most students start at sixteen. Including my roommates—they've all been here since last year. The boys' dormitories are divided into Alpha, Beta, and Kappa. For the girls, it's Delta, Phi, and Sigma. It's pretty obvious that the first two dorms—male and female—offer the best opportunities for the students living there. Whether it's East Bridge or Evencrest, I'm always the underdog. "Where have you been?" Paige asked when I finally catch up with them. "Restroom," I said quickly. "So, what happened next? You guys weren't done telling me about the coolest guys around here."

But the accommodation f*e is about 15,000 dollars per term for two students in a dorm, and 30,000 dollars per term for a single person in a dorm, how the hell am I supposed to afford that? “Alan Rowan!” I suddenly heard my name. “Yes.” I answered on instincts and my feminine voice rang out which drew attention, all gaze were on me, so, I pretended to have a cough. “Uhm… Yes, that’s me.” “Your dorm is in Zenith Hall, Room 270.” The registrar said as he handed me my pass and key, his eyes fell back towards his computer, calling out the next person. I dragged my suitcase under the hot sun, my eyes finally taking in how magnificently huge the school is—and for such a big private school, with eno

Inside Sinatra University were numerous buildings of assorted shapes and sizes. Few of them were the university's very own dormitories. There were four dormitories all in all. Two Kinetic (big) dorms, one for boys and one for girls; then two Potential (small) dorms, one for boys and one for girls as well.

🜃 The Dorms Dorm 3A was small, stone-walled, with two narrow beds divided by a curtain. My side had a window that overlooked the western cliffs and rolling grey ocean beyond. Waves thundered against rock far below, a restless lullaby. Alex dropped her duffel onto her bed with a sigh. “This place is ancient. Look at the floor tiles. They’re cracked.” I ignored her, placing the journal under my pillow before unpacking my folded uniform tunics. My fingers itched to flip open Mira Blackwood’s pages again, but I didn’t dare with Alex here.