Guru Mga Nobela at Kwento

Isa had persistent trouble staying focused the rest of the week. She couldn't tell if she was dreading the approaching Friday... or anticipating it. The size of the class dwindled significantly. Readings were lengthy, assignments rigorous, but Isa found the subject fascinating. And as intimidating as he was, Professor Ashford was a captivating and charismatic lecturer. He was extremely well-versed and knowledgeable in his field, warranting his many accolades and respect amongst peers. The week flew by, Isa almost forgetting about their post-class encounter on the first day...

I muttered before making my way to the boss’s office. I knocked before walking in to see an orange head, clad in a traditional black and white suit sitting on his chair behind the desk. Diamond studs in his ear gleaming in light falling down on him from the ceiling. The guy was in his late 80s but managed to cheat age quite well. If you didn't know you could never guess his age right. “There you are. Little Duke.” I gritted my teeth at the nickname he had given me. I hated it, but he seems to enjoy messing with me.

She had returned from her extra murals a few minutes after the Guru had arrived the palace. On the large spacing on the down floor of the room, a mat was spread and the Guru sat on it, his working materials spread out on the mat as well. Rina looked at him intently, studying him. The Guru was a well known and highly respected person of the kingdom, he was seen and known as their personal and spiritual teacher. Hidden secrets and the rich knowledge of the kingdom was transmitted orally from him to the people. He guides the King most especially, and ordains royal councilors and cabinets.

He went for wool and came back shorn, he even suffered multiple losses! How could he not be angry? Abel said, “Grand Elder, could it be because of that female Guru? She helped to cure Zayn Stoermer and even helped him to transcend to the realm of Grandmasters?” The grand elder huffed. “That’s not possible, how could one heal a ruined martial foundation? Unless the miracle doctor had revived, a Cultivation Guru would definitely not be able to do that even if she could summon lightning!”

I said it before, he was the male version of Medusa. I swiveled on the balls of my feet, instantly meeting Gunnar's green-brown eyes. They were more brown with blotches of green swirling through the irises this morning and they were hooded with days worth of exhaustion. Thick stubble coated his jaw, framing the impeccable slice of it. His chocolate brown locks were snarled in every direction; tufts sticking out and begging for me to run my fingers through. I fisted my hands, quickly shaking the thought out of my head.

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“How can you say so? Have you already seen one?” “You still have a lot to learn, Migi.” He smiled a little widely, ruffling her hair. “They’re everywhere. I’d say you might even have encountered them already; only, you cannot perceive them as one. Camouflage as what you might say. They’re good at that. After all, they are a supernatural existence gifted with different abilities, which you might have—like everyone else around you.”

the principal said, his voice so stern that I couldn't bring myself to go on talking. "I have seen enough evidence and the meeting with you seems to be spiralling into a yelling match. I acknowledge your soundness of character so far. And that is why I have come to a decision. I understand you are flustered and emotional, and we as the council will take a step back too. Two weeks. I will give you three options. Two weeks to stand here and give me concrete evidence that these texts were not from a teacher, or for you to compile a list of those teachers, and the particular grades that had been influenced, or we will pass our own judgement, and you should prepare yourself for that."

“I’m Rohan Yash Maharaj Ambani by the way, Secretary of the Fancy Pants Club and a Kamasutra Guru.” I blinked like many times. Now, that, I didn’t expect to hear at all! First was knowing that he is a member of the club and second is him being a guru? “Kama— did you just say Kamasutra guru?” I questioned. I believe it wouldn’t hurt to clarify things. “Yes, I believe I did, ” he showed me another luminescent smile.