Assassination Classroom Fanfic Novels & Stories

Astrid stated then kicked Aizen. "Yes," "I will never doubt you again, Cara Mia. I'm sorry if I doubted you. It will never happen again. I promise. I love you too, Cara Mia," Aizen said, and he grabbed my waist and kissed me. I felt that something was pulling me and I suddenly opened my eyes. I saw that I was sweating profusely and I was catching my breath. Can I see Aizen and Astrid's past because we chose Ash to be with them? I looked at the clock and saw that the class would start in a few hours. I quickly got up from my bed and did my morning rituals. When I arrived at the classroom, I saw Lia and the others. I immediately sat down in my chair and told them about my dream.

“My favorite students.” Jessica let out a small moan as his other hand found her breast through her shirt. I leaned into his touch, already getting wet again. He pushed my skirt higher, fingers slipping inside my panties and rubbing my clit in slow circles. “You’re soaked already, Lila,” he whispered. “Good girl.” Jessica’s breathing grew heavier. Professor Kane kissed her neck while his fingers worked on both of us. The classroom felt dangerous. Anyone could walk back in at any moment. But that only made it hotter.

I turned and ran to my next class, my heart pounding, sliding into my seat before the teacher started. During the boring lecture on pack history, I pulled out my diary again, hiding it under my desk. I wrote about how I imagined Asher coming after me right then, rough and vicious, no holding back. He'd follow me into the empty hallway, grab my arm hard, and spin me around. "You like watching, huh? Now you're gonna take it," he'd growl, shoving me against the lockers so my cheek pressed to the cold metal.

I need to do this, need to hurry up, need to get to her– “Anna is not the assassin,” I say firmly. Gamma James hesitates for a moment before speaking. “Alpha Damien, I saw her above your bed with the knife–” “You don’t understand!” I burst out, fighting off another wave of pain. “This is so much more complicated than it seems. Just trust me. No matter what, I have to–I have to go.” I squeeze my eyes shut, voice heavy with determination. “Damien, you’re in no condition to–”

It’s not like I even want to loiter around the hallway since I have been getting stares from the other students for a while now. I decided that I wouldn’t test my luck with what little patience this hunter has towards lycans, so I headed inside the classroom. The first thing that greets me is silence, aside from a group of students hovering over my desk. Looking closer, I soon realize that the students mulling over my desk are Celine, Feris, and Duncan. They seem to be busy trying to clean my desk with alcohol and tissues. Marian starts screaming at a group of kids after a brief period of silence, and Conrad, the poor boy, tries his best to stop Marian from killing the group of girls, who sh

I was too wrapped up in my blissful state that I shook my head . " The day I kissed you , I fantasized about taking you to an empty classroom and push you on a table and pull your legs over my shoulder before tasting you until you scream my name ... The day I stopped you in the classroom all alone , I wanted to bend you on the podium and fuck you until everyone knew you belong to me -" " Jacob-"

The hallway was dark, the building mostly empty after hours, but Lila didn’t care. Her back hit the classroom door with a dull thud as Tyler, the star quarterback with the rumored massive dick, shoved her inside. Their mouths were fused in a messy, desperate kiss—tongues sliding hot and sloppy, teeth clashing as he groaned into her. Her fingers twisted in his letterman jacket, yanking him closer while his big hands groped her ass under her short plaid skirt.

“You kissed me without permission. This is your punishment arc. You’re lucky it was foam.” He sighed, wiping his face. “Remind me never to have a drink with a woman with a mini assassin daughter again.” “Lesson learned?” “Deeply.” I smiled and headed back toward the kitchen. “Good. Class dismissed.” Behind me, Morana cackled again. “This… this is the most entertainment I’ve had in weeks.”

All the while, my gaze keeps drifting to the back of the room, to Killian, who is trying so hard to be invisible, to disappear into the shadows. When the bell rings, I feel a rush of relief. The class is over. The students begin to pack up, their voices filled with loud chatters. I watch as Killian's friend, the one I saw him with at the club, gives him a concerned look, a quiet question in his eyes. Killian shakes his head, a desperate attempt to deny what is happening. The room empties, and it is just the two of us. I close my laptop and stand up, my gaze fixed on him. “Mr. Hayes,” I say, my voice low and authoritative. “A word.”

room to collect assignments for the class. I stepped into the classroom, my eyes searching for my Princess. I smiled at her, she's sitting at the last desk with Anu. She gave me a flying kiss, Anu chuckled, I shook my head. The difficult task of my life is to teach the class when she's presented there. I can't take off my eyes from her, she makes me forget everything. She hypnotises me through her bewitching black eyes. I asked one of the students to distribute the assignments to all the students. Now everybody will do the assignments and I'll admire my Princess.