New Professor X Mga Nobela at Kwento

I stare at him like I’m seeing him for the first time. And suddenly… everything I’ve been warned about makes sense. Alpha Soren, Sloane, Darian- they all said to stay away from him. “It doesn’t change the fact that you broke protocol,” Professor Imogene says, her voice tight with restrained fury. “Let’s see what your mother thinks when she’s back.” “Whatever Luna Gwen thinks won’t change the fact that I did the right thing.” Xaden asserts confidently, facing the woman. With that said, his fangs disappear into his skin, then he turns and walks away, blood still staining his hands.

“Red thongs on.” This would definitely drive him mad. Tessy came back before he replied. “So…shall we leave?” I grinned. Xander's message rang just as Tessy bent to take her phone which was beside mine. “I'd love a threesome.” He sent a picture of his erection below the text. Tessy's face lit up. “You still sucking his cock?” “Well… he's good…” I felt a little embarrassed that Tessy was against me sleeping with Professor Xander because he once gave her detention over a little mistake.

' he thought, now he see why his brother was distracted after seeing her. Finally snapping out of his daze, he went round the table to behind his desk, picking up a piece of paper, he skimmed through it. After a minute, he looked back at the Students and began talking. His loud, cold voice immediately gaining their attention. "My name is Victor King, I will be your professor for this year." he paused for few seconds before continuing. "You may only call me Mr King, or Professor. I will not tolerate any shenanigans in my hall and make sure to pay attention when I am teaching, I will not be repeating myself."

Alex walked around the hall, collecting each of their papers from them, "Don't you think it's strange?" Jason whispered beside her. She frowned, looking over at him, "What is?" His lips quirked slightly, "The fact that the last exam you have for this year is Psychology. Do you know what that means?" Her eyes flickered over to Alex who was still busy with the students, smiling and patting some of them on the shoulder. She whispered a soft 'No' and Jason leaned forward, resting his chin on her shoulder, "He's no longer your professor, Maya. He's just Alexander Grey now."

6 XAVIER Cameron laughs over the phone. “Come on, Xavier. You have to admit that you love the fucking attention that those young ladies give you.” I scowl as I pull into my parking space. “Girls. Children. Some of those students are under eighteen. I am far from being a fucking creep, Cam. Besides, those girls all look the same. Nothing but a bunch of fake blondes and fake noses.” “Don't forget the fake tits.” Cameron teases.

"I knew you wouldn't agree with me so I've already recruited you as a supervising lecturer for this year, and the head of the college has all agreed. They want you to improve not only in chemistry but also in basic biology. "But the important thing is that I can practice..." "And I want you be good in all these fields. I dont receive refuse." I exhaled like there was no other choice. "Okay..." "Good, you can meet him next week, his name is Professor Xavier and he just came in while you were gone, so let me show you his picture." "But my knowledge and that of a professor are different." "That's fine, it would be a great help if you would help him in all the areas he can't about what tou can.

I'm glad he has us now. I think he has a tough exterior because of his past. I have seen the tattoos peeking from under his shirt. And he has scars about piercings too. When we first met him, all he wore was black. But now he’s using more color, mainly from Sebastian’s closet. And since he quit college and started working as the arts teacher, he has been smiling a lot more. I hope his example encourages Xander.

At least, since he had saved me, he should be able to tell me some things. “First of all, you are a professor, and I believe seeking help from you should help me understand things better. I don't know what's going on, but I shouldn't be here. I woke up and found myself here. Secondly, I'm human. What is this academy about? And this tattoo,” I rushed out, pointing to my hand. “What's the symbolism, and why do I have it when I am not even a student of this school?” Professor Jaxon looked at me, his expression was blank. He said nothing. Did he hear me at all, or was I too fast with my words?

Then, the atmosphere shifted. Xander didn't gently pull me out. He reached down and grabbed my arm, hauling me out from under the desk with a sudden, rough intensity that made me gasp. He didn't look like the professor anymore, and he didn't even look like the man who had just been controlled. He looked predatory. His eyes were dark, his chest heaving, and there was a look of focused, vengeful lust on his face. "You think you're so clever, don't you?" he rasped, his voice low and dangerous. "You think you can just play games with me in front of my colleagues and get away with it?"

He is confident that his theory is the right one. "Listen," Zeke glanced at him but Oliver was still eyeing the Professor that was busy talking. He didn't have any writings on the board nor a slide show that could give the two a hint on his discussion. His voice was so soft that it became inaudible for the two. "Just by looking at his outfit and way of talking you can already picture out who his favourite hero is." He said in a serious tone. "Who?" "Professor X." Zeke grunt in confusion. "How come?" Still didn't get how Oliver guessed the old man's favourite hero just by his mere look.