Assassination Classroom Fanfic Novels & Stories

OMG my innocent mate u will be death of me. Then a knock on the door distracted me. A boy named Elijah entered classroom and sat beside my mate. They shared a warm smile and started talking with each other I was getting angry but ignored him because they are classmates and they can talk but then suddenly he touched my mate on her cheek to remove a hair strand. My lycan was getting very angry and wanted to remove the hand that touched my mate from his body. before I could do anything. Lotus got angry with him and asked him not to repeat this type of stunt again and touch her without her permission. she then changed her seats. by then Emily zen and other students entered the classroom. Now Lot

Ellaine looked beside her and for a moment, she was distracted. Keisha lodges herself forward and kicks her in the face. "Fuck!" she screamed loudly, dropping the gun on the driver's side. Ellaine pushed the corpse away to try and get her gun back but Keisha would not allow it. "By now you probably know I'm an assassin,don't you?" Keisha asked while she was running out of breath. She kicked Ellaine in the face again, slamming her head against the front of the car. "A terrible one," Ellaine answered before grabbing Keisha's foot.

I nod, “Since I have to be visible, I’ll assign myself to their tables and make vague comments. But we have to give them a chance to get me alone and allow them to strike.” He nods. “That’s why we need everyone to come in and plan this carefully.” As soon as he walks away, my mind keeps spinning with possible plans. There are so many things to consider. Within the hour, every Assassin within the vicinity is once again sitting at the conference table. I look around with amazement; Priest, Corbin, Dragon, Stryker, Cameron, Jaxon’s niece, Valkyrie, a Scotsman who is ironically named Scotty, Phanthom and Heathen join our group. Phantom is the strong, quiet type, while Heathen is a loud, rugged c

Flora’s P.O.V “Clay…” I looked around as I regained some of my senses. “We’re in the classroom…” “The doors are locked.” He left a trail of wet kisses down my neck. “And I’ve disabled the cameras.” “You’ve planned this through.” I moaned as he found a pleasure spot and sucked on it with deliberate slowness. “You drove me half crazy, woman.” He groaned against my skin. “I knew I had to get you back before I lost myself.”

But when only the released air of her breath touched his excited cock, Lucien leaned his elbow to the bed and elevated his upper torso to have a good glance at her to see what she was doing above his crotch. “I have read about virgin blood. I can vividly recall one of the targets I was hired to assassinate was after the young girls to have sex with him because he was after their virginity, and that pig would feel extremely happy to see them bleed after having sex with him roughly,” Brianna stated like she was reporting to her teacher on a class recitation, stating the facts she had gathered confidently. “What?” Lucien was at a loss for words as he tried to process everything Brianna was sayi

"Front and center! Let's see what the new Death God is made of. Attack me!" I scan the brightly lit, wide-open arena. Zero shadows. Zero cover. A tactical nightmare for a former assassin. But honestly? Trying to sneak up on an eight-foot-tall giant in broad daylight sounds exactly like the kind of stupid, chaotic fun I live for. I lick my teeth, dropping into a low, predatory crouch as my dark energy flares to life. Up in the spectator stands, the elite students of Class 1 are watching me like hawks. "She looks pretty fast," I hear one of the upperclassmen whisper, nudging my vampire roommate. "Did you guys just go easy on her in the cafeteria?"

It's where I was trained to be an assassin, my home and my school. “Elle, come in, Elle.” The crackle of my radio pulls me from memories of the past; I recognise Octavia’s voice instantly. We were classmates; we had each other's back when we had no one else. I haven’t seen her for about four years but we talk almost daily over our own personal radio connection.

Ethan slammed into Jade one last time—came with a low growl—filling her cunt again until it overflowed, running down her thighs. Riley pulled out of Lila’s mouth—stroked fast—shot thick ropes across her tits and stomach. They collapsed together—six sweaty, cum-soaked bodies tangled on the classroom floor—panting, trembling, hearts hammering in sync. Ava lifted her head—cum dripping from her chin—smiled wickedly. “Next Friday,” she rasped. “Mr. Callahan’s room. He’s got that big teacher’s desk.” Marcus laughed—breathless. “And the door locks from the inside.”

He reached for Ortiz’s body. “Leave him.” My command cracked through the room. “Answers come first.” “Who the fuck do you think you are?” Anastasia’s screech scraped against my eardrums. Zane paused at the threshold, fingers curling around the door handle. Without turning, he said, “The last person you want to lie to.” Then, over his shoulder, with quiet, vicious pride: “Oh—and she’s my true Luna.” The door slammed. Anastasia’s screamed about whatever the fuck, I didn’t listen or care.

Craig Pov I angrily dropped my two fists on the top of my desk. I had already met the assassin but I unintentionally let him go. He was already in front of me but I had no idea that he was the Silent Assassin I had been looking for, for a long time. Maybe he's laughing at me now because of my stupidity. And this idea makes me even angrier.