Academy's Pervert In The D Class Novels & Stories

I dragged myself out of bed, my muscles aching from yesterday's beating. The Vampire History classroom was in one of the older parts of the academy. Stone walls covered in tapestries showing bloody battles and dark ceremonies. Rows of wooden desks faced a massive blackboard. About twenty students were already seated—mostly vampires, with a few humans scattered in the back. I took a seat in the last row, trying to make myself invisible.

said Cynthia. " You said you have been class topper till 8th grade. ....I wonder how . " said Ada. " Fine am sorry my mistake . Now could someone please tell which is our next class . " said Cynthia . " It's Dace class . " replied Davina " Wow ...cool and we have it together right as you said , Sheldon and Ada how can you even think of bunking the dace class. " said Cynthia . " You like dancing ???" asked Jackson " I love it " replied Cynthia .

And what he said was all true. "Watch your mouth!" I grabbed Gerald's hand. Asked to be quiet, lazy to serve, the important thing is not to let it slip out. "I swear, my head is about to break. How can there be teachers and students doing pervert at school? Even in films, novels, dramas, even though I've never seen this in my dreams." I was just silent, clearly printed on the look on the face of the attachment, so shocked as if she saw the giant snake on the surface of this planet.

His eyes widen then stood up to level me, I needed to tilt my head to stare back. "More finer? You're comparing me to Harvin? Wow, I can't believe how desperate you are to be called pretty that you fell on his bait!" Can I punch him 160° degree?! Oh please! Help me out to erase him exactly now! "Well if I'm ugly at least I won't be so perverted to sniff someone's neck!" I step forward feeling the war that is about to wage. "Pervert me? You're referring to the University's rank 1 with high intelligence and manner?"

I returned to the small Mississippi town I had left years ago for my high school's centennial celebration. My childhood friend, Emma Brooks, had stayed behind and found a job there. When she saw me arrive in a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, her eyes lit up. She immediately asked to borrow the SUV for her wedding. Back in high school, I used to pay for all her meals. But this time, I refused. She scoffed, "Seriously? You won't even lend me a lousy car? Or did you just rent it to show off?" I told her the truth: it belonged to my company, and I couldn't lend it out without permission. She rolled her eyes and stormed off. By the time I got back to my hotel, the alumni group chat was blowing up. Emma had

"Here, excellence is expected, and rules are absolute. You will attend your classes on time. You will behave in accordance with the academy's prestigious history. And most importantly, you will observe the curfew." The teacher paused, her eyes sweeping over the new students with deadly seriousness. "At exactly 7:00 PM, the dormitories will be locked. After 7:00 PM, no student is permitted to set foot outside their block. This is a non-negotiable directive. If anyone is found wandering the campus after curfew, you will be permanently kicked out of Velmora Academy without a second chance." A collective shiver seemed to pass through the new students. But before the teacher could continue, a fai

She cleared her throat before she began to speak. "Hello Students and welcome to The Academy of Pleasurable Desires." She said. "My name's Miss Dean and I am in charge of the BDSM course that a lot of you guys will be taking. Today, the orientation will explain to you the rules of the academy and how everything works here. You will also be introduced to the teachers at this academy. Now, I'm going to hand the microphone over to your Principal, the Warden of this school, Mr. Clark."

“Do any of you have the slightest idea how much damage you’ve done to this Academy’s reputation?” He began to pace, his boots striking the floor in a steady, angry rhythm as his gaze cut through each of us. His eyes landed on Asher first. “An intruder.” Then on Ronan. “An outlaw.” Next was Finn. “A perjurer.” Finally, his glare locked onto me. “And a transgressor.” His jaw flexed. “What a brilliant batch the Academy has this year.” Silence followed, heavy and cold, until the quiet was broken by the sound of Aran taking another leisurely sip of his tea.

Just to avoid homework, they’d all lost their minds, scrambling to sacrifice me at the altar. Sarek, however, was beaming. He waved his hand grandly. “Excellent. Whoever finds her gets an A. And from now on, you may skip my class freely.” The class erupted. “Yes!” I looked at my classmates, all whose eyes were glowing with excitement, and finally understood that I was now a little bunny trapped in a wolf’s den. I was doomed. Just as the tech nerd was about to open his laptop, the classroom door slammed open with a bang. Standing in the doorway was the most feared disciplinarian on campus—the deputy vice-chancellor, a black mamba serpent beastwoman, her expression dark.

"Dakota Saunders, you should know your place! You've always pretended to be hardworking in front of others! Who would've thought you'd lie for so long that you started believing the same lies you've been peddling? "And now you've even stolen my certificates! You're disgusting. A thief like you belongs in the sewers, not here!" I was despised by everyone and expelled from the academy. In the end, unable to bear the blow, I jumped to my death. Only after I died did I learn the truth, and that was that Holly had bound me to an Achievement Transfer System. Everything I studied went straight into her mind. The results I worked so hard for became hers, and even my past certificates were all reassi