Professeur Novels & Stories

Professor Kingsley, sitting at his desk off to the side, was so red he looked like he was about to burst, jowls trembling with fury. “Cassidy Knox,” the professor said, slowly rising from his seat, “do you care to explain yourself?”

He glances at me, and instinctively checks his phone. Disappointed, his brows furrowed, and he looked at the professor wearing a pokerface. “ Look,” the professor pointed at the board. I shut my eyes, and heard Lisa giggle happily. I imagined the triumphant smile and satisfaction on her face, and my stomach churned like forced cramps. “ I have a class to teach now, not a stupid love letter to read.” Aaron replied, visibly annoyed. Lisa chuckles loudly this time. And half of the class joined.

he added, his gaze lingering on her for a moment before he turned and walked away. Each step was an effort, his wolf howling in frustration as he distanced himself from his mate. But he knew he couldn’t stay—not yet. She was human, or at least appeared to be, and that complication alone was enough to make his head spin. Still, he couldn’t bring himself to leave the festival entirely. Instead, he lingered in the shadows, his sharp senses trained on her as she resumed her conversation. “I’m glad you came, Elena,” the man - her professor - was saying, his tone warm and familiar. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about the next set of classes. You’re making incredible progress with your research

Melvin added with a smirk and I frowned. "If you don't believe me, here is the proof." He said and showed me on his phone the video, there were Nelson, Carson and Nate talking and laughing. "What happened with principal?" Nelson asked. "He fired my old French teacher." Nate said with air quotes. "For what?" "Fucking her pussy." Nate chuckled. How disgusting. "Oh yeah you won the bet, I bet you can't fuck your next French tutor." Nelson snickered. "Don't worry I won't fuck her now...yet." Nate smirked.

Giovanni. “To start off with things,” the professor spoke into the microphone, “a lecturer; Professor Ericson who taught Geography to all the students of all years, has been officially banned from coming to the school's premise, perhaps, forever. The event which occured over a week ago will have been formally announced but we, the authorities of the school, decided to keep it till this moment.” Murmurs broke out among the students, mostly of happiness. It seemed like no one liked the professor but his ‘mistress’, Chloe, who was stunned with her eyes fixed on the Dr. Giovanni.

The lecture hall had emptied hours ago. Professor Marcus Kane, 42 years old, sat behind his desk in his private office. He was known as one of the strictest professors on campus, tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp eyes, and an aura of authority that made students both fear and crave his approval.

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.

Will she really be seeing them all the time, as far as she knows, two of them are her professors. "Good morning. My name is Alistair King. I will be your professor for this year. You may only call me Professor King, and if I call on you, the reply is Sir, nothing else. Now in this class, I want contribution, utmost respect for me and eachother. This class is going to be difficult and if you feel like you can't handle it, walk out now. I will not be dealing with complaints at the end of any test or exams. Assignments will be given at the end of the week, individually or in groups, and every mark counts."

I said, trying to convince her and myself too. She looked at me as if checking me out so I diverted my gaze, trying to focus my attention to Professor Esquerra. Prof. Jeremy Esquerra is also a good-looking guy like Prof. Trystan Fortez. Both of them are also good friends. Prof. Esquerra is our school doctor. He smiles often and more approachable than Prof. Fortez but I still find the latter more attractive. I am wondering why Professor Fortez is not yet here.

Professor Murphy says as their walking towards the security booth. “Thank you Professor,” Aron speaks for the first time since they’ve arrived. Professor Murphy has been teaching in law school for 25 years now. He may be old but his teaching techniques are better than any of the teachers there. Everyone loves him as he’s humble and takes care of his students without discrimination. Aron and Ashley are happy as Professor Murphy is the one going with them as he’s funny and they’ll be comfortable with him.