Professor Novels & Stories

She was serving as their liaison. "Yes..." Elinor answered and Stella looked at the professor again before they started walking again. "That's Professor Henry," She said, "He teaches History and Tactical geography here," She added, "It's probably not him. I must be getting obsessed with this to start hearing his voice everywhere. Or maybe it was a similar note of tone to the one I already know." She said with a smile. Stella frowned for a moment then nodded. And Elinor realized that she was going to investigate it anyway.

“Can you shut up and let us eat in peace?” "Actually, I expect hospitality from you. I heard you are a professor. Is that true?” Shanon touched Anthony's thigh and gave him a code to stay calm. The thing Tessa wanted most was to screw them over. Shanon warned Anthony not to give the woman what she wanted. “I'm a professor in the economics department.” “Wow, cool. How about you, Jamie?” Smiling stiffly, Jammie answered with slightly forced calm. “I'm an architect.”

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 co

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!

Jesus my head hurts. “Alpha, maybe we could give Bonnie a few minutes to wake up before we start with the questions?” A guy in a white coat says as he walks into the room and over to my bed. He's an older man with streaks of grey in his hair and crazy bright blue eyes and it doesn't take a genius to figure out that he was a looker when he was younger.

“You’re both ridiculous.” Clara leaned in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “You know, the professors practically worship you, right? Dr. Martins said you solved that diagnosis faster than anyone in his ten years of teaching.” Heat crept up my neck. “He did not.” “Oh, he did,” Mike confirmed. “I heard him talking about you in the lounge. Said you’ve got a mind sharper than most wolves he’s met.”

"So how's everything?" "Still torture," I said truthfully. "But I'm getting better at it now." "You are," she agreed in a quiet tone. For some reason, her approval made me smile with pride. Then, Ms. Grace, our professor appeared. She wore her usual lab coat with a lab goggle hanging around her neck. Her bright crimson lips pressed together with a serious look. Ms. Grace is the youngest professor in this school. She got her Ph.D. when she was only twenty, so I really looked up to her. Biology is the only class I take alone since Cammie and Alyssa also have their favorites.

he said to the waiter. The waiter smiled and bowed after serving him the tea. She immediately walked out of the room which left Hans alone inside. It didn’t take too long for Director Jackson and Professor Clinton to arrive. “It’s nice to meet you, Professor Clinton, I’m Dr. Hans Lee.” Hans greeted Professor Clinton. Professor Clinton is a university professor, who was teaching political history and was a renowned antique collector. It’s quite a question as to how Director Jackson got acquainted with him. Prof

Especially after today. Unable to control myself, I pull out my phone and see if maybe Taylor sent me a message. My breath catches when I see one from him. Taylor: Sorry “Whatever,” I huff under my breath. One word? He’s too busy with her to say more, I suppose. “Jasmine.” Someone calls my name, and I think it’s my order, but then I spot Professor Rookwood headed toward me. I smile because he was one of my favorites. Most of the teaching staff at the university was female, but Professor Rookwood is way ahead of the curve when it comes to things like crypto currency.

Professor Stern who was watching everything from the sidelines muttered calmly. Unlike the fans who were increasingly excited by what they were seeing, the professor was very calm. Yes, just like Cronos had stated earlier, Professor Jackson was not a combat type. At least, he was not a direct combat type. He didn’t fight his battles through direct confrontation, for he was not one who possessed unreal power in his fists like Professor Stern neither was he a master of weapons like Grandmaster Cairo. His specialty was elsewhere, and he had been banned from using his s