Headmaster Black Novels & Stories

Ian said nothing, only told this transfer to follow him onto the field with a gesture. Victor stood down as they approached and Ian handed the scroll to the captain. As he started reading the transfer spoke up in rather arrogant tones, "So this is the great war hero, Mikail Tane," disapproval was written all over every face that heard, and yet he went on, "an old man beaten by a mere child too young to be permitted in any normal regimen." Victor flared and advanced, raising his weapons.

She forgot a lot of the families do not do human things and most have servants that attend to them. "You mean my caddy that has all of my makeup, jewelry, hair dryer and curler." Maddie scratched the top of her head in confusion. Majority of the things she just said totally blew her friends mind. Before she could say anything a knock was sounded and Maddie's grandfather Lord Alessandro who was the head of her family's bloodline popped his head around. He had long black hair that went to the middle of his back, he had beautiful silver eyes tinted with the blood thirst power.

He looked offended and confused at the same time when Zachary’s men were laughing at him. He didn’t understand why they were so calm about this. His boss got that that young master’s red card and Zachary Dawson was not supposed to be this calm. Not to mention he seemed to bring only ten of his men. “You ugly bastard! Who you are talking to our young master like that?!” They snapped at him, made him almost flinched. He was not supposed to be scared but that man they called young master Dawson stood so tall and mighty in the middle really bring out the different dark aura.

He just watched his cum drip down my thighs. “Clean yourself up in the bathroom down the hall,” he said, tucking himself away. “Then come back here. We’re not finished.” I stood on shaky legs, cum running down my legs, and walked to the door. Before I could open it, he spoke again. “Isla.” I turned. Blackwood smiled coldly. “From now on, when you address me, you call me Headmaster. Or Sir. Understood?” I nodded, throat raw. “Yes, Headmaster.”

' like seriously? 'No, you are not going to force anyone' Jack is just about to pull me when mr. Black's deep upset voice echoes in the hall. Phew! For once, I think I am thankful for Mr. Black's intrusion. At least, this can serve as a compensation for him being a total dick to me earlier this morning. 'In my office mr. Moore' Mr. Black says bossily and then turns back, probably going to his office with an annoyed expression. 'We are not done yet kitten.' Jack says with a victorious grin.

I can't have that kind of secretary for serious note because I will not be able to work correctly and this bitch was blackmailing me. "Please, Mr. Chairman, I want another round, fuck me, or else I will broadcast our video. It will be the end for you." She threatened me. I even answered "yes" to her, but she was annoying. I can't believe that someone like this can even boss me out. I am the boss, but I am being such a dick following a young woman's orders right now. I feel like such a loser. [Author's Note: End of Chairman's POV.]

Nellie proclaimed proudly. “But Nellie, isn’t he scary?” asked Joanna. I shook my head at Joanna’s question and Nellie was about to say yet another sentence when the noise dissipated. We all turned to the person who was entering the door; it was our Ancient History of Mahò and Gaearandys professor, headmaster Nathaniel Arammi. The headmaster greeted all of us with a bright smile, as bright as his red hair. Everyone answered back. Standing with our heads bowed, one hand at the back and the other on the stomach, one foot forward and another bent towards the back. “Greetings to the headmaster!” the mahò users chorused. The head master nodded and headed to tribune beginning his lecture.

The coordinator then cleared his throat and looked to the rest of the class. “Hello guys, my name is Damon Hayes, you can call me Mr. Hayes. I'm the new school coordinator and I don't take any shit. If you are trouble, you can say goodbye to this school. If you have any personal problems, talk to your mentor. For class 2c, this will be Ms Melissa here and for class 2d, it will be Mr. Jackson. If you have any problems with the lessons, teachers or the school, you can talk to me. My office is on the top floor, room 1260.” Mr Hayes finished his little speech and I heard an almost old accent in his deep voice. He looked at all the students and when his gaze lingered on me, I felt a buzz of elect

Rose blankly nodded at him. He smirked internally as he thought of one possible way of scaring her and he did. He grabbed her arms roughly jerking her body near him. Her arms touched his chest but her eyes didn’t show any fear or nervousness. She was blank. It was almost like she felt nothing. This angered as well as frustrated him. “Whenever I say something I want a verbal answer. Understood.” Rose blinked nodding her head. “I understand Master.” She mumbled and her voice. Damn that cold voice. He felt weird pleasure in his body hearing her voice even though her tone was cold as ice but the way she called him master he loved it.

“BREAK IT UP!” F*ck. The headmaster. Who is, of course, residing in the back pocket of the Alpha permanently. The little b*tch. “ATHENA, MY OFFICE! NOW!”. I release the shit stains reluctantly, and follow the headmaster. Goddess, I hope I get a permanent get out of school free card this time.