Professor Coldheart Care Bears Novels & Stories

“That was suspicious to me. So I told Damon to go investigate. We had to know what was going on. It didn’t feel right.” He shifted against the tree, one boot scraping the earth. The rough bark bit into his back, grounding him as his voice took on a distant tone. His gaze drifted past her shoulder to the trees, as if he could still see the scene from back then. “It was confirmed,” he said after a pause. “The professor was trying to stop a beast from awakening. He thought she’d be too dangerous.” Olinda’s fingers curled into fists. “What beast?”

Professor Huckleberry frowned as he took a step back and adjusted his posture. He was not naïve. The killing intent radiating from the male beastman was strong, and even though he was merely a 4 Star Beastman, Professor Huckleberry was not going to take him lightly. After all, not only was the professor older with slightly dampened senses (due to his old age of course), he was dealing with a Beastman here. He may be called Ogre’s 7th Sword, but he was not arrogant enough to disregard a Beastman’s power. Even Ogre’s 1st Sword, the strongest individual behind Ogre, would not dare to slight a beastman, regardless of her strength.

They were inside a huge conference hall in a minute of impatient trekking. "Look who finally showed up," a tall man said to the professor. "Shut up, Gary. What's this breach alert about? Is it a virus that turns people to undead flesh eating monsters? Did the agitators finally succeeded on making such a serum?" the professor said excitedly. "Professor, why are you so obsessed about all that rubbish? It's not a virus. It's something more. Here, tell me what you think about this," Gary asked the professor as he handed him his phone.

Travis grabbed his arm with a hurtful expression then raised his brow at Blue, "She helped me, Kanye, and Six in finishing our project...that was why I was asking her to join our group..." Travis replied, turning his gaze toward Naina, who was still standing at the same place and staring at the entire class. Blue took a breath and relief, On the other hand, professor Jimmy was staring at her with a hard expression. Professor Jimmy has been considered the rudest and cold-hearted professor in the entire university. He is also known for his terrible punishment and hot-headed attitude.

But it wasn't the supply-and-demand curves that had me hooked; it was my professor, Professor Ron Carter. He was forty-two and so smoking hot. My eyes constantly traced those broad shoulders straining against his shirt and that hard chest that tapered down to a flat, lean stomach. I couldn't stop the dirty images from flooding my mind. I wanted those strong arms to lift me off my feet and slam me against the wall. I wanted him to make me scream until I lost my voice. Just staring at him during his lectures had ruined more panties than I cared to count. That’s why I started coming to class completely bare, letting the cold air hit my pussy whenever I uncrossed my legs.

a group of teenagers greeted him with wide smiles on their faces. I frowned. They are admirers. What’s new? Professor Esquerra smiled and the teenagers giggled. I rolled my eyes. Charms! He has lots of those. “A-tchoo!” I sneezed again. “We’re here!” Professor Esquerra announced as if I haven’t noticed. I hissed. As I stepped inside the clinic, I hugged myself. Whoa! It’s cold. Brrrr! ‘Why it has to be air-conditioned at extremely low level of temperature?!’

Lisa could finally know why it was cold. Cold enveloped Lisa immediately. The room was minus zero degrees and she could see ice blocks in there. A huge iceblock was set in the middle with a pole on it. The guards dragged her there, setting her on the iceblock and tying her to the pole. At this point, she felt like Jesus Christ who was crucified on the cross. The only difference was, she was tied to the pole not nailed. "What are you guys doing?" She asked fearfully. Her teeth clattered because of the cold she felt from the iceblock she stood on and the temperature of the room.

Asher added, "That's right! How dare an outsider like you talk to our Alpha in such a manner! Guards, chase her off our territory." I cast him an indifferent glance. "You're overdoing your act. Is the mastermind planning to hide in the shadows during the marking ceremony too?" Immediately after I said that, a pretty she-wolf dressed in bright clothes entered the room.

His blue eyes moved to the girl first, then to the stain spreading across his shirt. Then, back to her. The girl gasped dramatically. "Oh my God, Professor, I'm so sorry!" Sure you are. She moved immediately, reaching toward him. Her hands landed directly on his chest as she started dabbing uselessly at the stain. My eyebrows nearly disappeared into my hairline. Seriously? "Let me clean it!" Professor Thiago took a step backwards. "Leave it." He said, calm but firm. Unfortunately, the girl either didn't hear him or decided hearing was optional. "No, really, let me wash it for you. I feel terrible." She said, and moved closer again.

I quickly opened the school’s forum and began to type. MissCaptainOfAll: I need help ASAP! This is a case that should be handled as an emergency. Does anyone know who the professor handling Data Analytics for year three is? He is somewhat anonymous but I really need to know who he is right now. If you have emails or some type of way to reach him, reply to this post!