Prof Ed Subjects

"What's your name?" He asked, adjusting the bulge in his pants. "Maya." "Maya, this is your last chance to walk away." He warned, hoping she would leave but she slowly ran her fingers around the hem of her panties. “I want you to touch me." Her voice nudged all his dirty desires. "I won't be able to stop myself." He told her. "I don't think I can fuck you gently. Not when you're driving me crazy and bringing my fantasies to life." ************************* When Maya was accepted to her dream school, Emerald School Of Arts, she cried for an hour. Part of her tears came from the excitement that she was accepted but the major reason for her sadness was that she could not afford the tuition. Orphaned at fifteen, she had no one to take care of her and possibly pay the tuition. Left with no option, she decided to sell her virginity at a sex for cash motel. The deal was simple: fvck the unknown man, get paid and forget about him. But one night with the man who bought her changed everything. A month later, Maya was sitting in the front row of class when her professor walked in and he was no other person that the man she sold her virginity to.

In the neon-lit shadows of Novela, Isabella Hart, a red-haired outcast, is drowning in betrayal. Bullied at school and abused by her family, her world shatters when her boyfriend spreads fake nude photos, driving her into the arms of a mysterious stranger for a reckless one-night stand. The next day, she’s stunned to find him—Sebastian Wolfe, a smouldering history professor and Lycan—standing at her lecture podium, his green eyes taunting her with their shared secret. But her life is about to get even worse as Caleb Reed, a charismatic senior with a demonic edge, who hides a deadly mission behind his seductive smile walks into her life. Both men are mated to Bella by the Moon Goddess, their rivalry igniting a lustful, dangerous love triangle. As Bella navigates forbidden passion and relentless torment, she uncovers a shocking truth: she’s a half-werewolf Moonborn, her red hair a mark of a rare lineage destined to destroy the BloodMoon pack’s evil Alpha, Marcus, and his Beta, Veron—Sebastian’s father. With Caleb’s obsession turning violent and Sebastian’s secrets threatening their love, Bella must embrace her powers to survive kidnappings, near-death ambushes, and betrayals that tear her heart apart. When her long-lost father resurfaces, Bella’s fight for her throne becomes a battle for survival, love, and redemption. In a city where werewolves lurk beneath skyscrapers, Bella’s destiny will burn bright—or consume them all. The Professor’s Mate is a dark, sensual werewolf romance, weaving lust, betrayal, and supernatural intrigue in a novel saga of a common human girl rising from ashes to claim her power as an Alpha in the werewolf realm.

My biggest mistake wasn't falling for a man that was all kinds of off-limits; it was thinking the moon goddess wasn't listening to my deepest, darkest thoughts. Professor Deville was the man who made literature sound erotic, every whiff of him my kryptonite; so when he offered me more than just a polite smile that night at the bar, I dropped everything for him - panties included. What I had no idea about was that there were two different variants of Professor Deville - the man who lived for words, and the man who loved for swords; and I was fated to both. Now, my mate bond tugs me in two different directions, to two different men who share more than just the same face, and to two men who were far more than just off-limits. Would my forbidden fantasies finally beget a love that can overturn old laws, or would everything and everyone around us bring us down from the high of our feelings? In this forbidden romance book, Aliyah has to choose between more than just two mates, she has to also choose which one of them lives and which one dies.

A scientific mutant Jessica Carrie white whose family was murdered by Franklin moonlight during her time serving in the military, She then returns forcing her way into the Los Angeles police were she is hired as a homicide detective to solve murder cases yet her aim is to find the murderer Moonlight whose Identity is a mystery. During her work with the Los Angeles police, she meets a lady forensic Science specialist Vivana Carter whose curiosity about Jessica's plan led a bad start with there relationship and threatened any chances of getting along at all in there work together yet Jessica being assigned to work with Vivana who can hardly be kept a secret from.

The annual ranking of the most popular Werewolf Academy professors had just been released and, once again, my Alpha mate, Trevor, took the number one spot. In an interview with The Wolf Tribune, he touched the bond ring on his hand and gave a helpless smile. “If my Luna sees this, she’s probably going to get jealous again tonight.” Everyone said that he was hopelessly in love with me. However, in the blink of an eye, rumors about him and one of his students, Rin, were spreading through the entire pack like wildfire. Trevor kissed me, coaxed me in bed, swore that he only admired Rin’s talent and promised to let me decide her fate. Hence, I arranged for Rin to study abroad in a neutral territory. Who would have thought that she would be ambushed at the border by rogue wolves on her second day away from the pack. Her wolf spirit was shattered and she was left a broken shell of herself. The whole pack was rife with rumors that I had set a trap out of jealousy, trying to destroy her because she was close to my Alpha. Even Trevor did not trust me. He rushed off to be by Rin’s side that very night. When he came back, he had already removed his name from our mate registry and instead registered himself with Rin. I uttered the words, one by one, “Trevor, let’s end our bond.”

My throat burned as he wrapped his hand around it, his grip was firm but not crushing—cold steel pressed against my neck, the knife. I gasped, my bag slipping from my shoulder. It hit the ground with a dull thud, spilling open, and my book tumbled out. He glanced down, bent, picked it up, and flipped it open. His eyes skimmed the page. Then his mouth curved into something that wasn’t quite a smile, a dark smirk, like he knew exactly what I had been reading. And worse, he saw the notes. My handwriting in the margins, messy lines of ink: God, I wish someone would ruin me like this. I shouldn’t like it, but I do. Imagine the knife on me instead. Heat exploded in my face. I wanted the ground to swallow me. His eyes lifted back to mine, and I couldn’t breathe. ***** I was just a college freshman, lost in dark romance novels and fantasies of forbidden love. But my life took a deadly turn when I stumbled upon a mafia boss's secret in a dimly lit alley. Little did I know, the killer I witnessed would become my professor, and my obsession would become my downfall. Now, I'm trapped in a game of cat and mouse, where the stakes are higher than I ever imagined. My obsession grows with every passing moment, and I'm forced to confront the shadows within myself. But not everything is what it seems. What begins as an obsession may turn into something far more dangerous….. like revenge.

On my eighteenth birthday, a mouthwatering scent filled my nostrils and I was shocked when I saw the professor I hated the most was my mate. Returning home, my stepmom said she was going to introduce to me her new husband which shocked me. My father was disabled from a brutal illness yet she wanted to marry another man. When he came in, he turned out to be him. My Mate and My Professor.

“Undress yourself.” He ordered, his eyes half lidded, gazed at her. Her innocent eyes fixed at him. “C’mon,” he leaned more “Will you?” he dominated her senses. Her eyes softened, she softly nodded. Her fingers fumbled at the hem of her top, hesitating. She peeked up at him for permission, like she was afraid. But he didn’t react. He only watched. With trembling hands, she slipped off her top. When she looked up, he was already staring. She reached down, fingers brushing over the waistband of her skirt. Hesitantly, she pulled the strip free, and the skirt dropped soundlessly to her feet, pooling like surrender, leaving her only in her white little pant. A growl echoed from his throat as his hand shot up, gripping her jaw, not hard, but enough to make her gasp. “You’re perfect like this.” he muttered against her lips. “So fucking good when you obey.” Her lashes kissed her flushed cheeks. “Get on your knees!” ***** He’s dangerous. He’s Cruel. She’s innocent. Too fragile. Rosa’s life had always been ordinary… until she met Killian Salvatore, the enigmatic and dangerously captivating man who awakens desires she can’t control. To the world, Killian was a respected professor, calm, brilliant, untouchable. But behind closed doors, he ruled the underworld as a ruthless Mafia lord. As their forbidden bond of lust and desire deepens, the twisted secret and bitter truth slowly reveals, destroying everything. Then? NOTE: DARK ROMANCE INSANELY OBSESSIVE BOOK. SO BE AWARE.

"Keep them open!" he growled, his fingers trailing up her thigh. "You know you’re my ruin, don’t you?" She whimpered, feeling the heat of his breath against her skin as he leaned closer. "Let me see you. I want you spread wide for me. Now!" he demanded. ** Tainting a good girl’s innocence has always been my super power, but with her, I crave something more. Bending my wickedness until it’s twisted enough to be worthy of her purity. I’m Hiram Howler. This is the story of a depraved alpha prince.

“Tell me,” he said, low and dangerous. “Tell me who this cunt belongs to.” “You,” I panted, spreading wider, shameless. “It’s yours—please, Micaiah—” “Come on my cock,” he ordered through gritted teeth. “Show me how much you love being fucked by me.” ★⁠☆ Maliya comes home after two years abroad, hoping everything she ran from has finally cooled. But the moment she steps through the door, she realizes nothing has changed—especially not the one person she never wanted to face again. Micaiah. Her stepbrother. Her almost. Her reason for disappearing. She plans to keep her distance, start classes, rebuild her life… until her parents drop the news: they’ve transferred her to a new university, the one where Micaiah works as a professor. And they’re leaving for a three-month honeymoon, meaning she and Micaiah will be living in the same house. Alone. Maliya tells herself she can handle it. But Micaiah has his own ideas about unfinished business. Three months isn’t long… unless you’re stuck with the one person you swore you’d never fall for again.