Mr Chemistry Novels & Stories

“Just a friendly observation, Aleksei. After all, alliances are fragile things, aren’t they? One wrong move and everything crumbles.” "True that." I replied coolly. “Alliances only crumble when the weak can’t hold their end of the bargain. Are you worried about yours, Hardin?” The room felt like it had shrunk, the tension between us thick enough to cut through paper. Hardin's smile never wavered, but I could see the slight tick in his jaw. Before he could respond, the door opened, and Mikhail stepped in, his expression neutral but his eyes sharp. “Apologies for the interruption,” he said, his voice low. “But we have an issue that requires your attention.”

" Hello everyone! I am Klaus, your chemistry teacher for the time being. These are the new students we are welcoming this semester. Say hi everyone?" Crabs, it's the guy we saw outside, handsome face, Cerccc!!!! What are you saying? You have lost it, girl, over some guy you don't even know yet. GATHER YOURSELF UP. Don't look at him. Do you mean to stare like a crazy woman? That's it I'm not looking anymore. You wish. " This handsome young boy is. LIAM MERIC. He is one of my best friend's sons so keep him company. I am sure you girls won't mind that." the teacher said.

In his gentle way, he put a good distance between us all this while. Besides that, all this one week would have cost me a big loss in my studies but all thanks to him he hired a teacher for me to catch up with my studies. Mr. Rakshit Rao is my teacher who comes at sharp 4 pm and leaves at 7 pm. He's a Ph.D. scholar, 26 yr old guy pursuing his Ph.D. in physics. Besides being a smart and intelligent man he's a handsome hunk as well. I don't know why but I've started to get comfortable with him now unlike the first couple of days. Yup, Mr. Wright didn't let me attend my classes. He even forced my professors to kick me out of the class if I tried to attend any this week.

It has been a whole freaking month. “We have to see, Henry. I have something I wish for us to talk about and I do not know how you are going to take it but I promise to go with whatever you want” She declared. “Is it something serious?” Henry asked “It is quite serious” “Then we should meet up today. Send me a text with your house address and I will come to you after work.” “Or better still, I could meet you at your house and we can talk there. It is really something I do not want an external person hearing if you know what I mean”

"I know... and I've heard so much about him. Drestech.Co's CEO, Nicholas Drey, that I'm not sure what is or isn't true." "I think I might have seen him once when our worlds crossed at some exclusive event. He doesn’t appear on cameras. So, I doubt there are recent pictures of him, if there are at all. I might have the memory of a goldfish but I remember him being cold though. Devastatingly, wickedly, handsomely cold." She winked. "Ew.. that's my new boss we're talking about. Get your mind out of the gutter. " I scrunched up my nose in distaste. It was no news that Thea was active and very open about her midnight endeavours.

Jack pats her shoulder, his face twisted in fake concern. I should feel something sympathy, worry but all I can think is: Now who’s going to tell me my art is empty? The dean gestures to the stranger beside her. "This is Mr. Laurent. He’ll be your substitute instructor for the remainder of the semester." And that’s when I finally look at him. Jerome Laurent is not what I expected. Young too young to be a professor, maybe late twenties with tousled dark hair and a sharp jaw shadowed by stubble. He’s dressed in all black: fitted slacks, a rolled sleeve button down, boots that look like they’ve seen more than just a classroom.

She sat there for a moment, staring at each of them intensely, they all sat up and straightened their postures when they felt her gaze on them. "Good morning ladies and gentlemen, without wasting much of our time let's get straight to business. Mr Romans, please brief us on this meeting" She said in a light tone but the authority in her voice couldn't be masked. "Yes Miss West," he said and stood up, connecting his tablet to the projector. Everyone diverted their attention to the projector and he started explaining "This meeting is to discuss further on the designs for the next jewellery exhibition, the marketing, available resources and everything else" he finished and disconnected the tabl

mum said. “Why don’t you try hooking Joyce up instead?” I asked her. “She’s going on a date with Moretti on Sunday.” “Moretti as in Frank Moretti that lives a few blocks down?” “Yes, he’s a nice man,” she answered. “He’s thirty-five, he still lives his parents, he’s unemployed and has a criminal record, mum. How does that even sound nice?” “Mrs Moretti said he’s working on himself, he’s becoming a better man.”

“Come on. You’ve been dating him for so long. We all aren’t blind here you know? And he’s a popular face too” “Someone leaked the news that he’s the CEO of BrentWes Group. The President’s son. Gosh! Freakin’ BrentWes! Girl, you are big!” Ariadne could not contain her flattery and she laughed lightly. “Why does it seem like we don’t have lectures this morning? Or is it just you who’s uninterested in the classes today?” She threw a question at Karen, trying to change the topic. This question hurtled Karen back to earth as reality struck her that she had almost forgotten about the course advice from their Industrial Psychology lecturer which she was to convey to Ariadne.

She furrowed her brows. "Where is this coming from? Don't tell me you want out," she said cooly, although she couldn't quite hide the nervousness in her voice. Rodrigo Gomez was silent on the other end of the line. After a while, he sighed. "I don't know, it's just don't you ever wonder who Draco is? I mean what if he isn't what we think he is?" Keisha listened without interrupting and still kept her silence when Rodrigo finished speaking.