University Novel Novels & Stories

Dawn broke over Blackthorn University like a wound — pale light revealing the full horror of the campus. Smoke rose from multiple buildings. The quad was a graveyard of bodies and broken dreams. “We can’t reach the Nexus like this,” Serena said, her voice still weak from the rooftop battle. “I need herbs, crystals, and ritual components. You two need food and real weapons. The University Store and Cafeteria building has a stockroom that might still be intact.” Kael nodded, jaw set. “In and out. No heroics.”

I even jotted down some important notes in my journal, making me look nerdier than usual. "Make sure to remember every corner. This university is big enough to get lost. If you lose your way and get late, it means trouble. I heard that they are really strict here when it comes to tardiness." “Gotcha,” I said, nodding my head in understanding. Scanning around, I could see how prestigious and exclusive Silver-U looked. The buildings were big and impressive, with beautiful lawns and modern facilities. It felt like a special place where smart and successful werewolves studied and worked. No wonder my mom was willing to become my aunt’s doormat as long as I secured my way in studying here.

Then I got into a lackluster department, and then passed some kind of government exam. Yanlong barely retrieved the bead when she heard zombies roar. There are quite a few. What the heck? In every zombie novel she read, university boys are very over eager to kill zombies and escape their fate. Why are her university mates so cautious? She crawled away from the bathroom extremely fast. A fireball burst through one of the false ceiling boards for a moment. Yanlong held the first available nuclei and absorbed it. It's water nuclei, with talent leaning towards moving water.

"You are not zero. You are Aaryan. You lost your father and your kingdom, but you didn't lose yourself. That is your true power." Aaryan pulled her into a fierce embrace, as if she were the only thing anchoring him to reality. "As long as you're here, I can handle anything." "I'm not going anywhere. Ever." **Monday, The First Day of University** Columbia University—an ivy-clad bastion of American academia. Aaryan, Raisa, Zarif, and Mayra walked through the wrought-iron gates. The campus was a sea of activity: students laughing, debating, and rushing between historic stone buildings.

"I will say they have failed their profession. A doctor who values gold above life may still possess great skill, but they have forgotten why that skill exists." Amazed, Jane's eyes were practically sparkling. She leaned forward ever so slightly, almost forgetting Victor was still standing beside her. "I know I shouldn't ask this," she whispered almost apologetically, "but... how does one study to become a doctor?" "They go to the university." Jane blinked. "What is a university?" This time she turned instinctively toward Victor. "A university," he explained, his usually detached voice carrying an unusual softness, "is a place where people gather to pursue knowledge. It is where scholars tea

he said dramatically, “this place is not just a university. It’s a kingdom. And I happen to be its unofficial prince.” I raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And what does that make me?” Carlos smirked. “A mysterious new arrival with a powerful guardian? Darling, you’re royalty by association.” He wasn’t entirely wrong. He took me to the heart of the campus, where towering glass buildings stood alongside lush greenery. Everything was sleek, high-tech, and intimidatingly advanced. Even the student lounges looked like something out of a billionaire’s headquarters with digital interfaces, robotic assistants, and private study pods with personalized settings.

He knows that in order to survive in this harsh world, taking steps according to what society has told them to do so is the best way to fight back. The clinking of the coin signals the driver that the passenger has arrived to its destination. With a sudden stop, he grabbed his things and hurried towards the exit of the vehicle where he saw the university that he’s currently enrolled in. A prestigious university everyone would say, but he saw nothing but a pile of stone garnering itself together to make itself bigger. Big enough to shape itself where they isolate potential people that has two designated ways – either to create/innovate or to destroy. Walking towards the entrance to the univer

Anna asked. “Yes, there is. This one is so superior that they are well hidden from the average people. Only special people could attend this university,” Derick said. “Do you mean something like Hogwarts from Harry Potter? Or Werewolf Academy from werewolf novels?” Lee cleared his throat. “Babe, those are books, just books that come up with things,” Lee said. “But that would be extremely cool, imagine I get a letter from some university that tells me I am not a human child. I never felt fit in at that orphanage, I would be like Harry Potter whose parents were witches and they died protecting him,” Anna started rambling things.

"Just call me Matty." Chessa smiled at his enthusiasm. "It's nice to meet you, Matty." -==- Taren was a far cry from Peterson University. While both schools were famous for its quality education, Taren had a distinct aesthetic of old-fashioned sculptures and some ancient, and unknown, scriptures and symbols to some part of the high walls. Cafeteria seemed the only place which looked modern in the kingdom-like university. The walls and posts had pastel colors, welcoming to the eyes and somehow made Chessa feel at ease. The mouth-watering scent of buttered chicken and pastry hit her nose the moment they stepped inside.

I sighed as I finally went away and could not see even the small detail of that house. I walked and walked as faster as I could. Ms. Selen will be mad at me once again. I hit my forehead as I finally reached the main gate of the University. This university named Plead, I have been studying in here for five years yet I don't have any idea who was the owner of this university. It was nice in the University, the faculty members treat me like their son but the students are all not easy to handle nor friendly. "You're late again, Convel." I looked down yo avoid Ms. Selen's eyes.