Classroom Of The Elite Fanfic Novels & Stories

“You really spoiled your wife, Vercel. Look at her—she only appears when the banquet you prepared for her is about to end.” “She’s only been married for three years, yet she already doesn’t know her place. She’s even more arrogant than us now.” Most of the comments came from the women the men had brought along. Well—what was new? It was always women who dragged other women down. I didn’t bother looking at them. My gaze rested solely on Vercel, who was already looking at me. He wore only a white shirt, the top buttons undone, exposing his chest—exactly where Antonette’s hand rested.

“Act normal. We’ll find moments.” Riley nodded, throat tight. “I love how you make me feel. Even when it’s terrifying.” Elena’s eyes softened. “I feel it too. More than I should.” Monday’s lecture was pure agony. Elena looked composed and professional, but Riley caught the subtle signs ... .the way her gaze lingered, the slight flush when their eyes met. Riley sat in her usual seat, thighs pressed together, remembering every thrust, every moan from the cabin. After class, a single text: “My office. Twenty minutes. The door will be unlocked.”

A beautiful golden-blonde-haired woman with ambitious gray eyes and a sophisticated older man with dark blond hair and cold blue eyes. “Verna Ravenway herself could not have written a better pair.” She sighed dreamily. Thorn dismissed Nikki from his desk, and she immediately went to her seat. Nikki noticed Ella was smiling at her as she walked past, and she grimaced. “Ugh, fan girls.” She complained as she returned to her seat. Luckily, the rest of the class was uneventful.

A few girls giggled as I passed, and guys whispered to themselves. Elliot: Is it only me or is there like heavy attention on us right now? Elliot whispered close to me, and I nodded at him. Wasn’t yesterday’s chaos enough? Yes, I married Nessa Stevens. Can we move on? We were finally in front of math class. Elliot was having another subject exam this morning. Me: I’ll see you later, dude. Let’s go home together.

“Can you two stop? One more disruption and you two would be sent out of the class, understood?” A noise spread through the entire classroom and I knew that it was mainly because she had mentioned punishing Lennox and Nerissa. They were the top Elites kids and since she was new here, she probably didn’t understand how things worked here. The top Elite Kids were above punishment and one single mistake could cost her job. Lennox’s eyes turned red and he pointed to himself. “You are going to punish who?…” Nerissa stood up, a glint of surprise in her eyes. “Yes, punish who? Do you even know who we are?”

In the evening, I was in the shower. All I could think of was the muscular body of a man. I touched myself and felt the desires building up inside of me. The more I thought about it, the more empty I felt inside. The most embarrassing thing was that the man I was thinking about, was my son's classmate, Jason Rane. He worked part-time at our garage. I started having those thoughts earlier in the day when I saw Jason taking off his top and working half-naked.

Adelaide James had his arm wrapped around my waist as we entered the classroom for Elite training. He always held me close, like he was proud to show me off—but at times like this, I hated it. Times when Jane couldn’t stop glaring at me… She always had that same look on her face, like she wanted to burn a hole through me—and I couldn’t blame her for feeling the way she did. She believed in mates, and she believed he was hers. In her eyes, I took what belonged to hers.

Even if Trent was only with her for sex, at least he wanted her. Who would want to have sex with me? I didn't see Cain that day as we didn't have any classes with him. And neither did we have any classes that day. It was worse than the first day at school. Patty and I sat talking about everything and anything when all of a sudden, we heard screaming from the hallways. The elites in class were whispering into each other's ears. The girls were talking excitedly while the boys seemed to be pissed off. “No way!” One girl yelled and ran out of the class.

It is not so much jealousy, probably more recognition and longing. I check the clock. In a little while, students will spill out from their classes, so it is too late to sneak into the class. Instead I go down to the canteen and get a cup of coffee. From my usual seat at the outcast table I have a perfect view of the big room, and I see it immediately when Luca rounds the corner with the rest of the Elite. As usual Julie is not far away from him and I have to watch as they talk and laugh together.

Hayes pushed Keona’s head, “Everyone knows you hate Professor Marcel, it’s obvious you would rather walk on fire than be in the same space with him.” Hayes made a lot of sense. I think I would tell Sir we should come in our separate cars. I can’t let rumors spread about us right now. “Whatever,” I said in a high-pitched sing-like voice as I took my seat. The first class went by slowly, and the second one came in. “You seem excited,” Keona bumped her shoulder with mine. “It’s my man’s class,” I whispered with excitement. “Must be nice to be in love,” Eveline scoffed as she made faces.