University Novel Novels & Stories

Chapter 4: Dorm-Mate Finally, Becca was standing at the entrance of the university. It was the Sapienza University of Rome, one of the most famous universities in Italy. Her grip was relentless on the handle of the luggage, afraid of it slipping away from her hand and creating a scene. The less drama she created, the better it was for her.

I was used to being alone and it had given me all the freedom in the world. When I reached the gates of Rosewater University, the college seemed oddly buzzed. There were students everywhere and there were plenty of new faces that I’d never seen before. But I wasn’t interested in the new faces as some of the boys in this college were. For them new sem meant new pussies, for me it meant some stupid asshole would hear rumors about me and try to challenge me into a fight to prove whose dick was bigger. I didn’t have time for such assholes, neither did I care when they crawled back home to their mommies with broken body parts.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

So, having this beautiful man look at me and choose me out of everyone at this bonfire including my friends, gave me little courage and confidence. "Are what university do you attend?" He asked me when we got into his car "I'm fresh out of secondary school, awaiting admission" I smiled at him. "What about you?" I asked him "I'm in my final year at the university" he said and I was filled with so much pride. Someone in his final year at the university actually wanted my company. He started driving through the street, the cool breeze the night gave made me smile as it tickled my skin. I loved it.

Feud or not or whatever was going on, it hadn’t been wholly innocent that we became friends. He’d been sending me texts, apologies, asking to come and explain but I refused. Even if he didn’t I wouldn’t believe him. …I didn’t believe him NOW. Oh, I had my doubts and worries, but right now I wasn’t even going to entertain them. I was just trying to get through university… even if it was a bit lonely now. The books Professor Cross provided me were nice but on the same level as reading a book about puberty as a teenager. Awkward, with things I knew, didn’t want to know, needed to know, and some things that were just plain useless to my current situation.

That's the only word came out of my mouth as I saw the massive building in front of me , Is this an University or some kind of morden palace ? With the determination in my eyes to graduate with the best score and help my little family, I finally entered the uni. The only thing in my mind was to study and never be involved in any kind of activities or people that can distract or trouble me until … I saw HIM. There was a commotion going on in the campus and that was because of HIM , as a curious cat I am. I went near the crowd only to get a view of the big fight.

The heavy leather sketchbook resting on the dashboard was tangible proof that their future was already set in stone. Portia occasionally glanced at Antonia, watching the streetlights paint soft shadows across the freshman’s face, soaking in the absolute peace of her presence before the harsh reality of their world caught up with them. The next morning, the heavy iron gates of the elite university campus felt less like an entrance to higher education and more like the jaws of a corporate fortress. Inside Portia’s parked sports car, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense. The easy smiles and tender touches from the night before were completely gone.

My university had a whole floor dedicated to creatures like Craig and I. Maybe that should have been the first indicator when I got here. But then again whose first thought would be ‘oh yeah they have books on witches and werewolves so they must exist’. I had a steamy romance novel filled with unruly and graphic scenes but did it mean that I was living that life? No. And it wasn’t for lack of wanting, if I was being honest.

"Ugh what so great about that novel?" "The woman as the protagonist in this story is my ideal girl. Sweet, modest, and cute, that you will do everything to protect her." Clai said and sit straight. "TSK, if you're looking for that kind of woman, you should be enrolled at Williams University and not here at Crown University. Almost all the women here are gangsters and can protect themselves. A girl like that in the novel doesn't exist in this kind of place. "I said and stood up.

The morning sun crept higher, its weak rays filtering through the broken glass of the campus buildings. The university, once a bustling hub of life and noise, was now a graveyard of memories and decay. Joseph crouched low, keeping his footsteps as quiet as possible while his eyes scanned every shadow. He had been moving for hours, tracing faint signs that pointed him in one direction—toward the center of campus.