Is Aslan The Professor Novels & Stories

He is indeed hot but that doesn't mean I'll date my professor. "Shut up, Anu. He is my professor." I shouted at her, forgetting that we are sitting in the classroom. "The girls who are sitting on the third bench. Please stand up." Then I heard his stern voice. I know he is asking us to stand up. I'm feeling so embarrassed. I stood up sheepishly, still looking down. Anu also stood up with me. "First, you both tell me your name." Finally, I slowly moved my eyes to him. He is standing, leaning against the table and folding his arms across his chest. He is giving us a serious look and looking breathtakingly handsome.

“What?” He looks at my face as if about to say something, then averts his gaze and chuckles. “I’m just saying you can tell me anything. For the time being, ignore that I’m your professor. Think of me as a new friend.” “How can I be sure you won’t tell Kristoff about our conversation? You’re his friend, too.” A furrow forms between his brows. “What do you think of me, Anya? I’m not an asshole.” I burst out laughing. For the first time today, I truly feel something other than darkness. “No, you’re not. In case no one has told you, Professor Sebastian, you are a very polite man.”

We laughed and then my eyes fell on my hottie professor. He's looking at us suspiciously. "Now I want more details about your master professor." As Anu said excitedly, I looked at her. "Wait, first let me message him." She nodded and I typed the message. Me: You won't believe it that Anu and Cabir are also in a BDSM relationship My hottie Professor: It would be unbelievable for you, but I had already doubt on them. Me: What? How?

I stared at her momentarily when she suddenly slammed the door shut. "Vampire," Phosphorus growled as he began to take control when Alassandra opened the door. "I'm sorry, come in," Alassandra said softly. Her face flushed as she stepped aside, gesturing to me to enter. I stood there for a moment before entering her room. "Lillian, this is Ikaris, one of the professors here," Alassandra said as I glanced briefly at her and then at Lillian. I glared at Lillian as she rolled her eyes and answered, "Right. Call me when you're alone." she said as she exited the room.

Ashley sat three rows ahead, on the opposite side, her back deliberately turned. The door opened. A man walked in. Professor Daniel Hans He was younger than I'd expected, maybe late thirties, with sandy hair that was starting to gray at the temples and wire-rimmed glasses that made him look more like a librarian than a psychology professor. He carried a leather briefcase and a coffee mug that said WORLD'S OKAYEST TEACHER.

Aslan was excited beyond words. It was the first time Aslan had seen Philip making pills. He could tell that Philip was a professional by his speed and movements. “Philip, you’re amazing. Why are you such a professional at making pills?” Aslan was overjoyed to serve such a powerful alchemist. In that case, he would never have to worry about pills again. As a monster beast, Aslan had a longing for pills. It was perfect to be bound to an alchemist now!

For Isa, this meant it was Friday and she had an important paper to turn in by the evening. "Damn, either he's gay or he takes his job really seriously." Caleb chuckled but Ashly nudged him hard. Isa didn't react, more focused on what Ashly had said earlier. Isa had wondered whether her circumstance was unique or the professor enjoyed singling out students like her on the regular.

I chipped away at the golden image everyone saw. But now..now she was slipping through my grasp again. She had the janitor looking at her like she was worth protecting. Like she was the only one worth saving. And worse…the professor. That man. Professor Black. I noticed it. The way his gaze darkened when she entered a room. The way his voice dropped when he spoke her name. That wasn’t a teacher’s look. It wasn’t discipline. It was something primal, something dangerous. Something I wanted for myself.

“Hey, what's wrong with your face?” “I just... Someone pissed me off.” “That guy over there, huh?” Shanon refused to look at Anthony because she knew Anthony expected her to do that. “He’s an ass.” “You know him? I saw you chatting with him.” "He's my professor on campus." “Wow, you have a really hot professor. How could he possibly teach without getting naughty glances from his students?” “Sorry, Tom. I don't want to discuss it. Give me that drinks, I'll deliver them to our customers.”

“Hello, Miss Cassidy-Anne. I’m well. How are you?” “I’m good as well. I apologize for calling at this late hour, but I couldn’t wait to reach out and speak to you for myself. I received your submission and I’m taken aback by the glorious portrait of Alpha Ashton you have created. I must ask, why did you create a painting of him?” I scrambled to find the right thing to say. “The project topic assigned to me was to paint a role model who wasn’t family. Alpha Ashton is not only the best combat and shifting professor at the Shifting Academy, but he’s also the youngest Alpha. He works the hardest out of everyone I know because he has a reputation to build and uphold. He’s part of the Alpha Commit