Assassination Classroom Teachers Name Novels & Stories

As I nodded, we walked away from there to get to our classroom. Upon entering the room, we sat down in the front while I kept moving my legs in nervousness wondering if he would actually kill me for just slapping his face when suddenly I saw my to-be murderer, Zayn walking inside the classroom with Eric and some other guys. He looked at me with his eyes still filled with rage and I immediately looked down to try to ignore his look. He walked towards my row and I gulped and breathed heavily but as he walked past me to get to the back of the class, I took a sigh of relief and waited for Mr. Liam to enter the class.

I sat in one of the desks in the top row, way at the back, Thentos next to me on my right, and Stuttgart on my left. The teacher started of with a quick word, telling everyone about the great loss of king Nickolai and what a shame it was that the daughter he so believed in, killed him and that it was a good thing that queen Victorianna was doing everything in her power to capture the murderer, to bring justice to this world again.

I thought I could handle this on my own, thought I could bring Zephyr back without assistance because I’m her mate, but it's not enough. “Did you see the person? Did you see the assassin?” Avani snarls. I look at him, knowing this will hurt him nearly as much as it hurts me. “It’s Zephyr, Avani. She’s the assassin.” He falls back on his butt. “What? Are you sure?” he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why would she do this? Why would she kill these shifters?” Cedric asks. “They got to her,” Avani says as realization dawns on him and he looks at me. He and I have worked together long enough. We understand each other without words.

"Everyone knows it wasn't you now!" My heart stopped. "What? How?" The three of them exchanged looks. "Well," Helione said carefully, "unfortunately for the person but fortunately for you, another person got killed." My eyes bulged out. "What?" "This time it was a teacher," Sabrina said, then her face got this dreamy look. "Mr. Grayson. I loved that teacher." "Oh God," Oprah muttered. "What? I did! He was so hot and smart and one time after class I let him finger me and suck my—"

I asked lying awkwardly. "Cedric McKnight? I'm sorry, but I don't think I know who you're looking for." "What are you talking about teacher? He's one of your students..." I asked feeling uneasy. "I think you asked wrong Vanessa, I don't have someone called Cedric McKnight in my class." "But tea-" I asked but the bell rang. "Oh no, I'm late! I have to go now, you should get going too Vanessa it's time for class." The teacher said and left hurriedly.

It was too horrible! Then five minutes later. "Sir." A police officer walked to his co-police officer. "Please report." He said. "Sir, we found out who was the victim was. His name was Jonathan Gutierrez, a professor. Confirm dead. 32 years old. He was also the class adviser of 3-E." That police officer explained. Of course, the detective heard his report. "Why did this! I must catch him at all costs! He killed innocent people!" He stated.

One day, when all the teachers were in a staff meeting, the rest of us were in the classroom for self-study. Suddenly, screams rose outside one after another. The chaos began there. The madman was gripping a knife and had rushed straight up the stairs, heading directly for the junior honors classroom where Theo had once stayed. My classmates reacted quickly and tried to block the door. But he was reckless. He jammed one hand directly into the crack of the door. Even though pain twisted his face, he refused to pull it out. He stared hatefully in my direction and roared, "Kill you. Kill!"

In the next second, she reappears, hooked on the pointy part of the high pole that connects to the classroom ceiling, screaming in abject terror before her body hits the stone floor at the front of the classroom with a loud crack. Dead, killed by the Vel Morin…

FML. “But how did you get caught, sis ? I can’t imagine anyone finding out what you did ?” he asked. He look so perplexed because except for the Stone family and a few trusted warriors of our pack, no one had been able to figure out the culprit of my high profile assassination assignments till date. Not to toot my horn but I was that good. “The new teacher threatened that he won’t overturn our punishment given by the previous teacher if the culprit did not step out and for the sake of the class, I confessed,” I replied to Kai’s question in a small voice and started sobbing again. I am so pathetic. Someone just kill me.

“Seven. Five teachers and two students.” “Who?” “Don’t worry about that now.” “Please, teacher Mary. I need to know! Are they my friends?” I cried, stress and anger boiling over. “Blanch, Veruca, Chevonne, Josh, Samuel, and Arjun for the teachers. And—” “The students?” “Finlay and Priscilla.” She stiffened, her face hardening. “Don’t give me that look, teacher Jelly. Consider yourself lucky. Go back to your tent. Rest properly.”