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I smiled blissfully at her. After some time, the bell rang and we rushed to the classroom. I found Professor Zain talking to one teacher in the corridors near our classroom. I couldn't stop myself from staring at him. He's so attractive and tall. The way his perfect lips are moving, I can't describe in words. My heartbeat quickened again all of sudden. What is happening to me? Am I losing my mind?

was her reply before we got our books and went to class. I didn't really care if she was angry that I had new friends, I wasn't really ready for her drama and she didn't give me a call through-out the holidays, we didn't keep in touch. And she wasn't my problem right now, my problem was this hell hole I found myself in and you-know-who. ****** "Miss Black, what's the next step we're using?” “Professor snape I swear on Voldemort's nipple, it was Ron's idea” I blurted out as I looked up at the professor.

"hearing this all the students can't help imagining what professor Snapes was thinking. On hearing this, Gao yu felt some blurry memories but then it immediately dispersed, Cao Tian has sealed most of his memories about the other world and his earlier childhood. "no i haven't," Gao yu said. All the student believed that professor Snapes must have been back to his Snapes way of always trying to act mysterious by asking that question so they didn't give much heed to what Gao yu answered nor think while Gao yu even answered such a question as they tried to pick the next game to play. "i can confirm he is one of the Kids," professor Snapes said. "lets tell stories, i will start," professor Snape

They're all out to make me have a mental breakdown, one predator-pattern at a time. “I’m aware of my pulse, Sharon. I needed a solution, not a play-by-play,” a deep, slow voice replied. My stomach did that weird little flip it always did when Mr Ashford spoke. His voice was deep—Professor Snape deep—low and rhythmic. It was the kind of voice that made you want to lean in just to see if the air around him was vibrating. “So your solution is the tutor?” Sharon gestured toward the door, finally noticing me.

I tossed my briefcase carelessly onto the couch before leaning heavily against my desk, pressing both hands against my face in an attempt to steady myself. When I lowered them again, my attention immediately caught on something sitting at the center of the desk that definitely had not been there before I left for class. A folded piece of black parchment sealed with dark red wax. Stamped into the center of the seal was the crest of a snarling wolf wrapped in thorned briars. The mark of the Lycan Elders. The temperature in the room seemed to drop instantly. My posture straightened automatically, every trace of the university professor disappearing beneath the colder instincts of the prince I h

I found myself lying on his wide table, the surface sleek and smooth with documents and devices swept to the side. The snapping of his belt, and the slight creak of the door made my stomach dip. But not with fear, but with excitement that coursed through my body and made me even wetter. What if someone walked in right now? The whole school would know I was spread on my professor’s desk, with only my panties on. “You could lose your job if someone sees us, Ron. Aren’t you scared?” However, he didn't stop, as he pulled down his trousers, taking out a condom. As if he had it ready, as if he knew I was going to come in and he would have me spread on his desk.

Like how i had accidentally set fire to Lucian’s most priced potion The lamps flickered violently, and the cauldrons simmered unevenly, and even the shadows seemed to cling to the corners like they were afraid of the light. Students sat in pairs, chatting away, I even saw some students stare at me warily, some with hatred and others? Well, jealousy. I wondered which one of them got the death note from the Royal Shadows Professor Corvin notices the shift in the air instantly. He awkwardly clears his throat, forcing a wide smile.

I chipped away at the golden image everyone saw. But now..now she was slipping through my grasp again. She had the janitor looking at her like she was worth protecting. Like she was the only one worth saving. And worse…the professor. That man. Professor Black. I noticed it. The way his gaze darkened when she entered a room. The way his voice dropped when he spoke her name. That wasn’t a teacher’s look. It wasn’t discipline. It was something primal, something dangerous. Something I wanted for myself.

But those attempts quickly realized they could never compete with the professor's loyalty to his work. When he looked at Isa, he could see it. Her eyes were dark... brown like a barren forest in a frigid, snowless winter night. Yet amidst the trees was a flame. It was the same spark Isa saw in her professor that now plagued her fantasies. The sin, immorality, corruption of it all... No. She's a student. The relationship between a professor and student should always remain chaste. Although if we lived in a lawless society, Theodore would have Isa's hands bounded and her ass branded with his belt.

"OK, but I don't want to talk about Reniece. Tell me, what are you going to do about your mate and your baby mama?" "Well, I am going to the doctor with Anna later on to see if the baby is alright. But she’s driving me crazy,” he said. "And Jessica, well I kissed her last night, and then I buckled and confessed my love for her." "Get the fuck outta here! Are you serious?" Cam beamed. "I'm Professor Snape serious, but she turned me down. She has no faith in my feelings for her, plus she has no faith in herself. She keeps downgrading herself, telling me she isn't worthy.”