Assassination Classroom X Reader Novels & Stories

’ She hoped inwardly. There was no way he could remember the girl he saw that night, right? And yet, of all the classes to be mixed with, why did it have to be his? “I can’t believe I am sharing a classroom with the X boys,” someone whispered loudly. Almost instantly, the girls erupted into excited murmurs, swooning and giggling like the room hadn’t just shifted on its axis. “Come, sit here.” “Take my seat!” As the X boys moved further into the classroom, chairs scraped against the floor and hands shot up, students eagerly offering them better places. Three of the boys accepted, settling in easily.

Ice Queens Need Love Too CHAPTER SEVENTEEN-EXTRA The Watcher The empty classroom smelled faintly of nail polish remover and cheap vanilla candles, just a sugary cover for the bitterness beneath. They lounged on the edge of their bed, one foot bouncing against the carpet, scrolling through their phone. Post after post. Snippets of hallway chatter they’d nudged into motion. One of them was a blurry shot of Aurora alone by the lockers. The watcher opened the comments under it, and the watcher smiled as they read.

“Yours.” Alessia trembled violently. “But why would I open it?!” He chuckled. “Oh, you won’t.” Her heart stopped. “You won’t open it willingly.” Kael snarled, “Over my dead body.” The assassin’s single visible eye gleamed. “Possibly.” Kael lunged—but a blast of corrupted luminousness hurled him across the chamber. He slammed into the wall with a grunt, still clutching Alessia so she wouldn’t be hurt.

I couldn't hide the smile on my lips before I went back to my school. I saw her eyes already throwing daggers at me. I could see her angry look on my laptop screen when I opened it to type. Sometimes I have a chance to look at her. She looks bored. You wouldn't think that the assassin who killed some dirty politician and the boring assistant librarian are the same.

There was equipment, aluminum briefcases, glass syringes, a bed with heavy-duty straps, and a dead body with its chest opened wide on the table. “No! No, no, no!” My heart raced. I started to panic, pulling my arms from the grip. I wanted to run as they dragged me towards the bed. “Get off of me!” Xanthe just swiped her hand, and the dead body fell on the floor. I swallowed hard as I looked at the man who bled from all the orifices. “What did you do?” I looked at Xanthe, who didn’t even look a little guilty after killing the poor man. “Why are you doing this?”

I caressed her hair and chuckled, "You know I kick people when I get hurt!" Meggay stared at me blankly but looked away before folding her book and putting the book in my Vanity table. I stared at the book reading 'Who is the traitor?' She was looking at the title in her book before looking at us, "In that book, The classroom consists of 20 people and one of them is the murderer, they have to find the murderer in 20 days or all of them are going to die, they put five suspects gather in the one room, and try to interrogate them, one of them tells that he didn't know what is happening, the second one denies the truth because he was with some of his friends in their dorms, the third one is not

She would not give in. Of course, the closer she got to the classroom, the more nervous she felt. Xavier would surely be there. Would he arrive there before her? After? Or would they end up walking side by side down the same hallway? She didn't know if she had the strength to face him. She arrived at class, and stepping through the front door, she felt her heart stop. Xavier was at his desk, eyes closed and chin rested on his hand, as if asleep. Just like before, he wore the black coat of a priest but without the collar, standing out from the other male students. She moved slowly past him, like a mouse trying to avoid waking a snoozing lion.

Melania had captured his attention already by the way she stared him down with those hazel eyes of hers and unlike the other girls, the way she walked away immediately like he didn’t matter. He walked into the classroom after everyone had gone out and he sat down. He brought out his history textbook from his bag and dropped it on the table before him. Hearing a shuffle, he turned to look. He saw a fat boy about 17 rummaging through a drawer at the back of the classroom. He was obviously looking for something of importance so Xavier turned back quietly not wanting to intrude. In the process, his chair made a scraping sound against the ground and the boy looked up alarmed, realizing that someo

"Fuck!!" Xavier muttered before picking up Valentina in bridal style. He went out of the classroom not looking at anyone else. Valentina was stunned by his act. She was even more shocked when the lecturer didn't say anything to them. And she saw from her peripheral vision that every student had their heads down.

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.