New Professor X Novels & Stories

“He’s hot.” Rick scowled in response. He knew regardless of what he did and what he said, Tessa was never going to leave this monster. Rick wished there was a way he could get through to his daughter, but he knew it wasn’t going to happen. “What kind of school allows a professor to date a student without any repercussions?” Rick asked with gritted teeth. “Maybe nobody knows,” Penny suggested. “Can we try not to cause issues today? We promised Tessa…” “That was before I found out he was a professor, Pen,” Rick said, cutting off her words. “He can’t get away with that. It’s predatory.”

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.

"Have you seen him? I found his faculty photo and wow. Like, criminally attractive. It should be illegal to look that good and teach ethics. The irony, right?" Every word was a knife. I wanted to tell her to stop, that I didn't care, that Micaiah Hayes could be a male model for all I cared and it wouldn't matter to me. But my voice wouldn't work. "Anyway." Stephanie finally released my arm. "We should exchange numbers. I can fill you in on all the campus drama you missed. There's a lot. Like, a lot a lot." She pulled out her phone expectantly, and I found myself typing in my number because what else was I supposed to do? Tell her that the hot new professor was my stepbrother? That I'd slept

At the time, Chris still carried the sharp edge of a man who had just left the military. Years of fighting in the business world had since tempered that edge into something calm and controlled. Now, he could hide it or reveal it whenever he chose. The man in front of him was now truly the head of the Xander family, the one who held its power in his hands. His expression was cool and composed as he poured coffee into another cup. Then he said lightly, “Professor Freeman. Please.” That morning, Jimmy had just arrived at the university for a meeting when someone stopped him in the parking garage.

“Ah, wait. I need to ask our professor something.” Before I could object or even blink, Ethan was dragging me with him to where our professor was. It felt like I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me but at the same time, this was the perfect time to see his reaction to me being touchy with my friend. I needed to see everything in 4k. “Professor?” We stopped by his desk, and he looked up at him and not me. I poked my cheek with my tongue to school my facial features from showing how pissed off I was with him. But why was I even pissed off at him?

“Oh, wait. It’s just my idea.” “Congrats, then.” Xander suddenly entered the room marched towards my table. “Because the professor approved of your idea. Now we can start whenever we are ready.” I raised a brow at his prominent bluff. “But I just saw you earlier. And weren’t you handled those bullies earlier?” I gasped. “Xander, are you skipping on your duties!?” My tease didn’t even bother him. Instead, he looked at me smugly. “Of course not. I arrived at school earlier to have our project proposal approved. He loved it. He’s even excited about the outcome. Well done, Hailey.”

he spoke low and clear, slicing the silence with the intensity of a katana. Slowly his gaze moved up, cold and menacing, targeting the one standing before him. Jaxon Blaze. My breathing slowed, low-key expecting him to fall to his knees just like I did. But surprisingly, the popular badboy had no pain written on his features. Or fear. Rather a smirk pulled onto his lips. "Welcome, Professor. You were this close—" he held his thumb and index finger barely apart— "to making a grand entrance in your welcoming party. What a shame."

Beside him sat a man I had never met before. “This is Professor Daniel Reed from Northlake University,” Dr. Ford said. “He’s the external reviewer for the joint project. Maya, walk him through your research design.” I looked at the man across the table and lost half a second. Daniel Reed was nothing like Ford. Ford was sharp, severe, and impossible to relax around. Reed was quieter, but his presence was harder to ignore. He wore a dark shirt beneath a clean-cut jacket, his sleeves turned back just enough to reveal long fingers and a spare silver watch. He looked composed in the way some people looked dangerous without trying.

I couldn't afford for anyone else to find out about my failure, not until I verified directly from Professor Lorcan. Professor Lorcan Steele, the youngest male professor in the university, also called Professor Untouchable because of his infamous acts in the university, the same professor I have been trying to ace to get back at my cheating ex, Xavier Woods. The plan was to make Professor Untouchable want me, and Xavier could watch his idolized professor fall for the ex he tossed aside—that would burn more. Xavier had spent the night with another girl on our first anniversary while I waited for him like an idiot, prepared a candle lit dinner and even dressed up. He had humiliated me publicly

Mara opened her mouth to reply, but the door opened and everyone quieted down. The professor walked in, but his back was facing, so I didn't see his face at first. He had lean broad shoulders that filled out the white button-down sleeves rolled to his elbows. He had dark hair and a strong posture. A few girls whispered and giggled. Mara leaned over. “Damn, the new prof is fine.” I laughed under my breath. “You’re ridiculous.” Then he turned to face the class and my laugh died in my throat. Grey-blue eyes. The same angelic jaw. The same mouth that had been on me last night.