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On the top of them, the projector was attached. Elena and Topaz entered the classroom with their hands interlinked and Lily was walking on their side telling them a funny story. The moment Elena entered the class, people started screaming cheerfully and not very surprisingly most of them were guys. “Elena is back! She is so beautiful!” said guy with cherry red hair from last bench. “I am telling you she is not a human! She is a real Angel!” said the guy sitting next to him. “She is the Queen” said the guy from last row.

SOAKED IN CLASS Ella's Pov I was soaked in class again. For the millionth time since I came to Asheville university six months ago, my cunt has been in a constant state of arousal. My fingers flew over my laptop keyboard, heart in my throat as I wrote about another dirty fantasy about the one man I can't have. Infact, it would never happen in a million years to come but a girl can dream. That man was my professor. Professor Garrett Kane.

I slip past the teacher and into my chair next to Delilah thankfully class had not started yet. First class was a breeze with my extra knowledge and education growing up it was not too complicated and am thankful for the extra work my father required of me and the twins. I part with Delilah drop my books off to my locker and head to my second class I have with Karla who surprisingly is waiting at my locker for me . We head to elite defence class together I was surprised they had all supernaturals train together Karla explained that while it’s not a walk in the park the elite defence class was nothing in comparison

“Did your roommate try to sacrifice you to a dark god or anything? Some of them are weird.” “No, she’s quiet. Her name is Elara,” I replied, taking a piece of toast. “She seems fine.” “Elara is cool. A bit of a loner, but she’s one of the smartest hybrids in the school,” Jack explained between bites of sausage. “You ready for Albright’s class? Get ready to be bored to death.” “He’s not that bad,” Janet chimed in. “He just likes the sound of his own voice. The real problem is who else is in that class.” She subtly tilted her head toward the Aurora table.

"I only brought you here to compete because I wanted you to join the elite class." "Why do I need to join an elite class?" Hayden snapped angrily. "My teacher told me that everyone in the elite class is super smart. I think you'd be happier if you went to study there instead," explained Shea. "Everyone there is the same as you. there was a place where I could be with people like me, I'm sure I'd be happy." Hayden wanted to retaliate, but he was thrown off by Shea's innocent, child-like face. He did not want to reprimand her, but he was worried that she would repeat the same thing again.

He squat and pulled her off her feet, hurled her over his shoulders, and walked out of the room. She was the final bait, a bait Kenzo was gonna fall for. A bait she was, she was gonna end it all. And she was Elina Brooke the once nerd.

For some reason, Audrey felt that Catherine was not joking. After all, she had seen Liana fighting with Catherine. Despite being arrogant and fierce, Liana didn't gain the upper hand. Seeing how determined Catherine was, Audrey didn't say anything more about this but changed the topic. "Okay, I'll walk you to your class." "I'll go by myself!" With that, Catherine walked away by herself. Audrey watched her leave. Audrey could only sigh silently on the spot. Her younger sister was peculiar. ... In Class 8, the famous elite class of Loyalty Academy.

The man didn't respond and just ran away, face was paling from fright. He felt sorry for him. When he looked around, he saw some students staring at him wide-eyed. Of course, these students never saw what's inside his military camp and never experienced the life in the battefield and he understood their bewilderment. Shaking his head, he stepped in his classroom only to be greeted by an ice cold beauty of Elise. The woman was taking down notes. He then realized that they're classmates in that class. Gideon couldn't take his eyes off of her the whole class that some of their classmates began to tease them.

Before I could even breathe, the seat on my left squeaked. Killian sat down. He slid his long legs under the small desk, his shoulder instantly brushing against mine. The forced physical proximity made my skin burn. The scent of rain and mint enveloped me, trapping me between the two wolves. "Good morning, sweetpea," Killian whispered, his low voice for my ears only. I stared straight ahead at the professor, my jaw clenched so hard it ached. "Leave me alone, Killian." "We're just classmates, Hazel. Why so hostile?" He leaned back, spinning a expensive silver pen between his long fingers. "Though, I don't think classmates keep secrets from each other."

Marlowe’s grip tightened painfully. “you liar.” “You think this is funny?” she snapped. Pain burned across my scalp as she yanked my head back harder, forcing tears into my eyes. The entire classroom remained frozen, nobody moving, nobody speaking. Nobody was even trying to help me. Of course. A scholarship girl in an elite academy. And this was Blackthorn Elite. People here watched disasters happen for entertainment. “Marlowe.” Jason suddenly stood from his seat. “Let her go.” “Stay out of it,” she hissed without looking at him.