Kamen Teacher Novels & Stories

There is a dead mouse stuck in the air conditioning unit during summer, filling the classroom with a foul odor. Henry Hudson, my homeroom teacher, instantly blames it on me, saying I don't shower. He mocks me for reeking of pigs and polluting the air in the classroom since Mom and Dad raise pigs for a living. He even insists that Mom and Dad sell our pigs to buy new air conditioners for the classroom. I flush with shame as I repeatedly insist that I shower every single day, but my classmates still mock me and call me "Stinker Tucker". I am forced to transfer to another school after enduring the endless insults and hostile glares from countless people. Years later, I head a major biophar

Especially Cam. "Goodness, he's so hot," Cam says as she watches him grab a snack from the vending machine. "Let's not forget that he's your teacher." I remind her, a smirk on my face. "Ugh, how unfortunate." He catches us watching him and we both duck our heads while bursting into laughter. I close my eyes, my heart starting to ache at the memory. "Ms. Parker, are you alright?" Mr. Williams questions and I quickly nod my head.

she interrupted. He shook his head. That wasn't important. "Just this gray-haired woman who pretty much accosted us on the way out. I thought she was crazy. But she said 'the card will be the key.' She called me the teacher and said I'd have to save the brown haired girl. So in retrospect, I guess she wasn't crazy at all."

Padgett's POV "Tell me, you love me too." He said sounding sweet in my ear. I blushed badly as I tried to compose myself, forgetting that an instructor was in our class. "Cameron! Stop flirting in my class." She said, Cameron glared at her. "It's not right to glare at your instructor like that" A male suddenly said and he entered the class, all the students started screaming "You're finally back!!!" "Mr Cooper!!!" He smiled and waved at us as the class continued screaming out his name, He was their Physical health education instructor and the master of the basketball game, he left and probably return

Cami came rushing into my room at the sound of my squeals, “I passed my exam with a ninety-seven percent!” Cami started clapping, “That’s amazing, congratulations. I knew you’d kill it!” I’m finally on track to becoming a teacher. My lifelong dream, finally a reality. I know some wolves aspire to be doctors, warriors, or even high-ranking officials, but to me, teaching sounds like the most rewarding career. “Let’s go celebrate!” Cami grinned “I think Kai wouldn’t mind taking us on a little shopping spree,” She wagged her brows, and I knew where that was going.

Kai felt a surge of adrenaline as he made a B-line for his target. Poor Jacob. He was going to destroy that pretty-boy face of his. He was almost there, almost had his throat around that poor bastards neck, when he noticed Mr Burton was the teacher on duty today. There was always one teacher guarding the gates, and it was usually doddery old Miss Fisher on a Friday. It was just Kai's luck that the old coot was sick today. Mr Burton gave Kai one of his famous looks.

"Kai, you're such a good boy. Mom will be back soon after finishing up. Also, about the junior class you asked me about yesterday, the teacher in charge of admissions has replied to me. I'|ll tell you about it when I get back later." "Okay." "Mom has to go now." "Okay, bye." Kai didn't say "mom" once throughout the call, just kept responding with "mm" and "okay". So even Mr. Kane beside him didn't guess who was on the other end of the line. After Kai hung up, Mr. Kane father became curious and asked, "Who was on the phone?" Kai calmly replied, "It was my teacher from the extracurricular class." "Oh? What did the teacher say?"

she asked again, her tone slicing through the phone like a blade. “He’s standing right next to me. So is Selene,” I replied, lowering my voice as I added with grit, “Did you know his teacher’s a stoner?” There was a short pause on the line, filled with nothing but her breath. Then came a resigned sigh. “Yeah. Most of them are. A lot of the teachers here came from the rogue commune. What did you expect?” I turned toward the building again, frustration boiling just beneath the surface. “It’s completely unacceptable,” I said, the words snapping out sharper than I intended.

This was not going to be good. “Welcome to your first shifting class,” The woman said. “I am Professor Adera Valencia. I will be your teacher.” She gestured to Kairos. “I’m sure you all know Mr. Moonraiser. He’s a third year student who has mastered the art of shifting. He will be the teaching assistant for this class.” Oh, god. Kairos was going to be instructing me. He was trying to kill me and he was my fucking teacher. I squirmed where I stood and Kairos caught my eye. He grinned, so salacious and sadistic, and I thought about running once again.

Nothing about him screamed struggling worker. But then again rich women came to that place right? Maybe they spoiled him. “He teaches really rich women who give him things,” I said, because that was literally the only thing that made sense to me. I hated that idea of him being with other women but I try my best not to even think about it. Jenny shook her head slowly. “Nah, that watch doesn’t look like what anyone can just buy to give to someone for teaching them sex” I shrug lightly.