Assassination Classroom Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Annabel is smiling slowly, and Luke looks up from his lowered gaze just in time to catch Alpha Akin wink at Annabel. The slight blush on Annabel's cheeks sickens him to the stomach. He is only seeing things and connecting the dots on his head, for how can he know that what he thinks is a blush of endearment, is Scarlett's anger sizzling on her mind like steak in a pan of heated olive oil. "And what is the method of assassination to be employed?" Matthew asks just as Annabel is feeling victorious, and she has to close her eyes and take deep breaths in order to not burst into flames and burn the whole room.

In the hallways, people parted like we were royalty. "What class do you have next?" he asked. "Literature. Room 212." "I'll walk you there." "You're enjoying this too much." He gave a slight shrug. "I like watching the world burn a little." I rolled my eyes but smiled. "Arson isn't love, Theo." "It is when done beautifully." We reached my classroom door, and I turned to him. "You sure you want to keep this up? We've caused quite a stir." "I like stirring things," he said, stepping closer. "Besides… the more they look at us, the less they look at everything else."

“Since you wanted to be Daddy so badly… we shall settle the score tonight. And we’ll see, once we’re in bed, who will be the one calling who Daddy.” With that, he strode out of the classroom. Behind us, the clueless students screamed in excitement over what they thought was an affectionate whisper. “That’s so sweet!” “He whispers sweet nothings to his girlfriend! I ship this relationship so hard!” Listening to the cheers, I closed my eyes in absolute despair because only I knew that tonight, I was truly, absolutely, dead.

Let's just say she lost. Andre then escorts Analina out of there while Zanders and Pablo stay to clean up her mess. While entering the hallway from the cells they hear arguing, just as they turn the corner Analina noticed Asher and some girl having heated words. The last thing that she heard was: “It's time we made it official and get married, don't you think?” “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?” “NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS LITTLE GIRL, NOW SCRAM!!!” “DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO HER LIKE THAT!!!” “WHAT DO YOU CARE BABY, I'M GOING TO BE ALL YOURS.” “THAT'S ANALINA MY GIRLFRIEND OF TEN YEARS, I TOLD YOU SHE WAS BACK AND THAT YOU NEVER MEANT ANYTHING TO ME.” The next thing that Analina knew Sharon was coming towar

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.”

"He's good. Upload at fifty percent. Needs us to distract any watchers. Ronan, you take the back row. Jax, middle. Avery, your desk. We talk through it all." We slipped into the classroom just as the second bell rang. The teacher droned on about some history crap I couldn't care less about. I dropped into my seat and froze. My desk was covered in them: black roses, thorns still sharp, petals scattered like dried blood. A single note pinned under one stem. My stomach flipped but I kept my face blank. "Guys," I whispered across the aisle, leaning toward Damien. "Desk. Look but don't stare. Darius is here. Inside the building right now."

Layla POV I stayed tangled with Mr. Kane on the classroom couch, my hand still stroking his throbbing cock as waves of pleasure continued pulsing through me from my recent orgasm. The heat of his body pressed against mine and the way his hardness twitched in my grip filled me with a powerful mix of nervous excitement and deepening affection for my teacher. My heart raced with the thrill of our forbidden encounter, knowing we were pushing further into dangerous territory in his empty classroom after school.

I can’t go back to the dorm now so I made a quick stop to the restroom. Winter slid into the seat next to me. Her face paled with anger. She didn't say a word. She just unlocked her phone and shoved it into my face. It was a new post on the anonymous campus forum paired with a caption: The freshman scholarship girl thinks she's special because the biker king brought her to class. Let's see how long she lasts before she gets passed down the line. My breath caught in my throat. The room started to spin. "Is this true?" Winter asked, her voice a fierce whisper. "Did Killian Blackwood bring you to class this morning ? Hazel, Conner is in the campus infirmary with a broken jaw and fractured ribs.

“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.

It gives them the idea to try some shit earlier than they should. We reach our destination and go to our assigned class. The door to the classroom is wide open so Cassey just walks in but I am frozen and all I can think about is turning around and running away because my worst nightmare has come true. Occupying the seats at the back are none other than the elites and as if the world is working extra hard against me today, Suzie and one of her clowns, Veronica, are also in this class. Scanning the room, the only allies I have are Cassey and Trevor who is currently chatting up the girl seated next to him. The bell rings which startles me out of my stupor but by then Cassey is already seated an