Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Audiobook Free

EIGHTY: JESSICA'S POV The class didn't end fast. The lecturer talked for three whole hours without stopping, and I wondered if his mouth wasn't paining him. Everyone looked half dead, some slumped over their desks, but no one dared make a sound. Professor Franklin wasn't someone to mess with, all we could do is just yawn loudly. "So with this, the class has come to an e......" The student didn't allow him to finish before they started packing with a relief in their face like they were prisoners who have been released.

" The classroom was so quiet I could only hear my own breathing. Mr. Jefferson pushed up his glasses but didn't speak. I just smiled and walked up to the front, got onto the podium, and grabbed a piece of chalk, twirling it in my hand. "Well? Or do you not dare to do it? Afraid you'll embarrass yourself for losing to a 17-year-old brat like me? "I'm telling you that I've disliked you for a very long time. The country's resources are limited, yet they're all controlled by old folks like you.

From her personality, she looks like a rich girl. "My name is Zaviyaar Khan. You can call me professor. Other than that, I don't like any names. I don't like any fun or misbehaviour in class. If anyone tries to, then later on he/she won't take the class. Let's start the session today with the introduction of the subject." Zaviyaar folded the cuffs of his arms and powered on his laptop. Along with it, he connected his laptop to the projector. Slight noises of whispers were circulating in the class.

No hands held. No public claim. Just the quiet promise of later. After lights out. In Elara’s dorm. Just them. And whatever came next. And for the first time in weeks— His heart didn’t feel like it was running away. It felt like it was running *toward* something. And he didn’t try to stop it. 🩸 He closed the notebook. Looked up at the screen. And for the first time in class— He let himself listen. Not because he had to.

She couldn't decide if it was her name, which is beautiful, or his voice, which is more. She barely said, "Yes, sir." And fu*k if Theo did not have to adjust his pants. When the time of the class was up. It was hard for Ella to take this class. Every second passed like an eternity. She grabbed her bag and put the strap on her shoulder. She wanted to leave and take a breath. However, his alluring voice made her freeze on the spot. "Miss. Marshall, I would like you to stay for a bit." Sarah lifted an eyebrow at Ella. Ella shrugged her shoulders and fidgeted with innocence. She gave her a thumbs up and left.

Elara wasn't listening. The whispers started midway through the lecture. They were soft, slippery, almost not there, like a voice carried on the breeze. "He sees you." Elara snapped her head around. No one else reacted. Fallon was doodling hearts in her notebook. A girl across was texting. A boy behind her was sleeping deeply. The teacher hadn't paused. "He sees inside you." The voice whispered again. Elara's pulse quickened. She pressed her palms to her desk. "You belong to him." The voice kept whispering.

I crossed my arms slightly despite the books I was carrying. “Clearly not.”Cole sighed softly before lowering his voice. “People here follow Dylan Winthrop.”I blinked. “That’s ridiculous.” “It’s true,” he replied simply. “And trust me… you don’t want his attention.”Too late for that apparently.Before I could respond, Cole pushed open a large classroom door. The second we entered, conversations stopped.Every head turned toward me instantly and my stomach dropped. The classroom itself looked nothing like a normal high school classroom. It was huge, modern, and ridiculously expensive-looking. Large windows overlooked the campus while sleek black desks filled the room neatly.And every single stu

"Where would you like to sit? Together?" He leads us into the main classroom. A second ago, the room was a chaotic, noisy mess of elite Awakeners. The absolute millisecond Professor Aurelius steps through the door, the room goes dead silent. Damn. He has them trained like military dogs. He writes our names on the digital whiteboard. "These are our two new transfers. I expect all of you to treat them with kindness and respect." The entire class breaks into perfectly synchronized, polite applause. Professor Aurelius smiles, satisfied. "Rea, since you already know Liviel, why don't you take the empty desk right behind her?"

Sunlight streamed through the tall arched windows of the empty lecture hall the following Friday afternoon, dust motes dancing in golden beams across rows of desks while. I stood at the front podium heart racing with anticipation because Professors Theo Grant, Lucas Vale, and Kai Voss had texted me during morning class with one word—"Auditorium. Now." -and freshly fucked raw in Kai's office last week by all. three their cocks stuffing every hole left me craving more like an addict chasing the next high, my short plaid skirt and tight white blouse chosen deliberately no panties beneath because Ava Lane knew how to play her professors now earning straight A's but.

I noticed Elena’s shoulders stiffen slightly. She forced a small smile, but I could tell she felt nervous under his gaze. Before I could say anything to ease the tension, the classroom door opened again as Instructor Day walked back inside. “I am back, students,” he said calmly. The class quickly became quiet. His eyes scanned the room before stopping on me. “Pendragon Eli, come take this.” I stood up and walked toward him. He handed me a laptop and several textbooks. The laptop was slim and modern, much better than anything I had ever used before.