Miraculous Teachers Novels & Stories

"I'm not sure I follow." "I don't know how to describe him," Taylor said, clenching her fist. "But he's not like any of the other boring, lanky adult males in this school. He's...different. He's a MAN." Miranda chuckled at the balled hand of her friend and raised her head to get a better look at the man standing next to the principal. He exuded a commanding presence, unlike most of the male teachers in their school, but there was something else there too, something darker that made Miranda uneasy.

That in this world, you can have a lookalike or someone who resembles you even if they're not related to you. "Hey..." I greeted Ma'am Maira, a math teacher who focuses on algebra. She celebrated her thirty-fifth birthday last month at the Mathematics department's main office. So basically, she's like an older sister to me. "Good evening," I added as I saw another teacher from a different department heading towards us. I approached them and smiled as I got closer. "Good thing we caught you here, Professor Fawzi... This is Mira, she's been waiting for you since earlier..."

I tore my gaze away from Rion and met Miranda's, her eyes filled with a gentle warmth. "Ah, yes. Forgive me, Miranda," Rion said, smiling. "Seraphina, this is Miranda, my magic teacher. But I'm sure you already know that." I nodded, and then smiled at Miranda. "Hello," I greeted Miranda. Miranda returned my smile and bowed slightly. "My lady," she said. "I brought you some pastries. There's nothing quite like a sweet treat to lift your spirits." "Please, I'm no lady. Just call me Seraphina."

She pointed to the data on the screen and shouted, "That's impossible! The instrument must have malfunctioned! I'm a chemistry professor, I know better than any of you that this compound doesn't exist in nature!" I tapped the molecular formula on the screen with a finger, my voice calm yet icy. “You’re right, it doesn’t exist in nature. It only exists in top-class chemical laboratories, including—” I turned to look at her, "yours." Terry immediately rushed over, grabbing Hera’s arm while crying, "Professor Swift is innocent! Mr. Lawson, maybe it's a misunderstanding. Professor Swift loves you so much..." I looked at him coldly. "Loves me? She loves me so much that she prepared such a big gif

I paused, then added carefully, "Though I suppose people would be careful not to get caught if they were doing something wrong." Mrs. Chen's eyes sharpened. "That's true. Have you noticed any teachers and students spending unusual amounts of time together? Meeting after hours, perhaps?" "Lots of teachers stay late to help students. Mr. Peterson does math tutoring, Coach Williams has practice, Ms. Rodriguez runs the debate club." "What about the English department? My heartbeat quickened, but I kept my face impassive. "Mr. Hales is new this year. He seems nice. Good teacher." "Have you noticed him paying special attention to any students?"

A person amongst the students yelled With the students still staring at him speechless He walks to the podium to introduce himself "Good morning students, I am Dane Marcelo and I will be your new economics teacher replacement" He said Natalia's eyes turned from her phone screen to look at the man.. She had just noticed his presence after she heard a loud, deep and husky voice. Dane's eyes quickly scrutinize the students, he knew how surprised they were to see him as they were expecting a 49-year old economics teacher but instead sees him.

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student

She greeted and all attentions were directed to her. "Ooh Michal, how are you?" "How's Mirabella?" "You're so thin." "Hope she's getting better?" "How have you been?" She knew all the teachers cared so much about her and it was a good thing to know she was loved, the questions were too much to answer one after the other but she took time to answer them all. She sighted miss Rose and walked gently to her desk, she sat down and smiled at the young teacher that was always looking beautiful.

There were also several varieties of other magical creatures, including a half-troll, and a few half-elves. A rag-tag group, to be sure, but still, it was a start. Coco, Professor Pops, and Snow went out of their way to find great teachers. There was a teacher from each of the seven magics as well as others, like me, for a total of fifteen instructors. Some were only part-time, including Professor Pops, Snow, and Heathcliff, while the rest of us taught permanently. The other adults were already on stage, and I hurried to make my way up.

I do pay attention, but some parts unfortunately do leak away. "Of course, the beginning school of magic is the parallel school, but you all will learn about that more with your respective Majestic Theory teachers like Mr. Reap, Mrs. Loop, or Mr. Ida. For now we'll just focus on the idea of magic and how it was observed through the secular portion of the world."