Professor Stein Soul Eater Novels & Stories

“ And for that, I will make sure that the one who is your soul brother will have as much resentment for you as you made me have for Maya.” His eyes flickers. He feigns a smile, but the beads of sweat on his forehead hints otherwise. “ Secondly, you walked straight into my marriage with Aaron…oh god, now I'm beginning to connect the dots.” I gasped, cupping my mouth. It was him all along. His voice…his face…now that I think of it, the resemblance is uncanny. Steven is the professor who banged Clarice! How didn't I see it earlier? I had taken a closeup shot of them together, but I hadn't cared to look close enough. She called him professor, no way I could have thought it would be this son of a

As soon as Zayne left and the sound of tire’s peeling down the pavement sounded, Alec was on the phone with Julian and Garrett. Soul Eater. That sounded even more comforting than an emotional leech. I wasn’t sure what to make of Zayne Novak. He was self-assured, pompous, and clearly felt some sort of animosity towards his father. The little tip he gave us about Soul Eaters wasn’t exactly for our benefit. What would happen if I was a soul eater? I’m sure the chances of a bright future would dim under that revelation. “Do you know Zayne or something? You seemed like you were about to explode the entire time.” I asked, stepping into his arms and smiling when his anger ebbed.

I was in a cage with no key, and the man holding the bars was the only one who could keep my brother alive. "Problem, Miss St. Claire?" he asked, his voice smooth and dangerous. "No," I whispered, clutching the phone until my knuckles turned white. "No problem, Professor." "Good," he said, stepping into the light to adjust his cufflinks. "See you in class. Try to look like you haven't been banged into submission. It’s bad for my reputation."

Just an endless red sky bleeding slow-motion sunsets and a floor that remembers every fight it’s ever hosted (scars, burns, claw marks, and frozen lightning veins glow under the surface). The professor is already waiting. Professor Thunderstrike (real name unpronounceable in mortal tongues) is eight feet tall, built like a war forge, skin the color of stormclouds at midnight, four arms, each holding a different legendary weapon: - a flaming trident - a katana made of dawn - a shield that shows you your own death - and a coffee mug that says “World’s Okayest Mentor.” He doesn’t speak. He just points to the center of the ring, where six obsidian pedestals rise from the floor.

He handed him his vanilla latte. “Thanks.” He muttered, taking the drink from him. “You gonna show up tonight, right?” Aiden asked curiously. “What's happening tonight?” “Yo! Don't tell me you've forgotten. Professor Stiles is celebrating his son's one-year-old birthday and he's invited literally every student on campus” Aiden responded. “Professor Stiles? Who's that?” “You kidding, right? He teaches Econ and he's like… one of the most loved professors on campus.” “Sorry, I don't know who that is,” Liam replied, sipping on his drink. Then he paused, “You said he teaches Econ, right?”

He paused, taking in each and every face, before resuming, "I believe, you all have finished the HIV trauma infused research paper handed by the previous teacher?" The front row nodded and this was enough for him. "Great, then I'd like to start a new topic today. Since they are not graded yet." I looked at Grey who dreamily stared at him with those heart emoji eyes. "You look like a creep." I stated in his ear. "Edoardo.... I bet he's Italian just like Professor Zeus. To hot. Give me a bottle of holy water right now before I dive into a world of horniness." My eyes averted back to the teacher, who was writing something on the board. "Now, that you mention it, they do have the same dark aura.

"No, this is all about your well-being! Can't you see it, my dear? You are just infatuated with him because he looks like your mate!" I shut my eyes tightly before answering her. "Mom, I have already told you a million times that Evan and Steven are not the same person! He is a human, Mom. He is my professor! I can promise you that they behave differently!" "What if that professor is fooling you? Who knows if he was just disguising himself to claim you again?!" Sylvia screams at the top of her lungs. "He is not, Mom!" I am already running upstairs because I don't want to continue this fight.

I never thought I’d come this close to being in my penultimate year with friends and family around me. “Our last paper had me in a chokehold. Where does Professor Deric get his questions?” “I believe he manufactures them himself.” Ezra, a guy who’d joined us during a few study sessions, said. I chuckled. My man was fucking smart and I was proud of it. Jack nudged me by the side and I scowled at him. “Wipe that fucking smirk off your face and stop being so obvious.” He whispered and I almost punched his arm. “It only obvious because you know dumbface.”

I clench my fist to stop myself from shivering, maybe from listening to his words or at how the air is quickly becoming very chilly. I encourage myself to speak more, “I don’t know what to believe.” He regards me with a deep sense of humor, “I heard from Remi that you asked the doctor if we were out of space,” He is amused, “Sounds like something my students would say.” “Your students?” He nods and then shrugs, “I’m a professor at San Zero City University and the person I spoke of earlier was one of my students, taking my courses and lessons. He was a human as well but not anymore.”

It had taken her three days to memorize all the herbs and learn how to pound and grind them alone, so how much more could she learn in the remaining week? "Oh yeah, Master, I still don’t know your name." Professor Miles was stunned for a split second and then sighed softly. "You asked me this question before, and I told you back then that I had already forgotten my name and it’s not important anymore." Hestia stared at Professor Miles with some doubts. He introduced himself officially, "My last name is Sulzbach, I’m an Emperionian, and my full name is... Azariah Sulzbach."