Professor Stein Soul Eater Novels & Stories

“Question of the day: How do I get Professor Matteo to hate me really badly? Although I think he already does, you should have seen his face when Rook the bully kissed me.” Yumeko leans in closer, “I think you have to top up your game if you want him to get rid of you. Do every single thing he hates the most, for example… blood. For some odd reason, Professor Matteo hates the sight of blood; he gets rid of anyone with blood on them in an instant.”

Then the server came to take our order. Professor Reed barely looked at the menu before ordering the roasted squash tart, black pepper pasta, lemon-butter trout, and blood orange panna cotta. My fingers stopped against my water glass. I had mentioned all of those. Two months ago, when my thesis had nearly driven me insane, I sent my anonymous boyfriend a screenshot of this faculty club’s seasonal menu. If I survive this thesis, I’m coming here for the trout and that blood orange dessert. He replied almost immediately. Noted. When we meet, I’ll take you there.

"They know every account, every shell corp, every dirty little secret I've ever buried…" They had been mentally, psychically violated. The new hunter was an entity codenamed the "Soul-Eater," a non-corporeal mind-thief who could steal and consume memories as easily as a common pickpocket lifts a wallet. Its goal was brutally clear: extract the location of the Obsidian Lab and the nature of Jack’s debilitating curse from the minds of his inner circle. "We can't track it," Aaliyah said, her voice laced with a despairing frustration. "There's no energy signature, no physical presence, nothing to lock onto. It's a ghost in the machine of the mind."

he said. The professor walked out from the bamboo forest like some general from a historical war-themed movie, looking extremely wretched. “I’m a professor in charge of researching the Red Spider for the Summers family. I can give you all the information you want. Don’t kill me.” Kirin looked at him angrily. “You dare betray me?” Though Tyr immediately grabbed Kirin, his words were enough to make the professor tremble. Speaking of which, Kirin had already traumatized the professor so badly to the point that it was ingrained into his bones.

Every student, every instructor, every silent weapon in the Outer racks watched, fascinated, caught in the gravity of a moment none of them had a name for. It was Professor Wicklan who broke first. He cleared his throat — a small, human sound, absurdly loud in the aftermath of the silence — and stepped forward with the careful posture of a man choosing his words with great precision. "Student Auriel." His eyes stayed fixed on the blade in her hand. "This isn't an ordinary weapon contract... It's a Perfect Soul Resonance." Another teacher asks, "Are you sure it's perfect soul reasonance?" Professor Wickham nods.

“Good morning, class. I’m Sebastian Wolfe, your new history professor.” My head snapped up, my heart stopping. There, at the podium, stood Sebastian—my Sebastian. His dark brown hair was neat, his green eyes piercing, his black blazer hugging his broad shoulders. He was impossibly handsome, his presence commanding, but his gaze found mine, and shock flashed across his face, mirroring my own. My mouth went dry, my notebook slipping from my hands. The man I’d fucked last night, the stranger who’d claimed my virginity, was my professor. And I was his student.

Professor Steve yelled, his angry voice echoing through the room. Damon swallowed hard, his face blank. He already knew he was in great trouble. Professor Steve gritted his teeth in anger, his gaze locked on Damon. Throughout his twenty years of being a professor, he had never seen a student as remarkable—or as dangerous—as Damon. Yes, the twins were unique, but there was something about Damon, something that made him stand out from his brother. He couldn’t comprehend how just a blow from Damon could send someone as strong as Desmond into a dangerous coma.

He is indeed hot but that doesn't mean I'll date my professor. "Shut up, Anu. He is my professor." I shouted at her, forgetting that we are sitting in the classroom. "The girls who are sitting on the third bench. Please stand up." Then I heard his stern voice. I know he is asking us to stand up. I'm feeling so embarrassed. I stood up sheepishly, still looking down. Anu also stood up with me. "First, you both tell me your name." Finally, I slowly moved my eyes to him. He is standing, leaning against the table and folding his arms across his chest. He is giving us a serious look and looking breathtakingly handsome.

I sat beside him, and he served me the food, his movements calm and focused. “Thank you,” I said with a smile. I took a bite and my eyes lit up. “Umm… it’s so good, Mr. Professor.” Ezekiel chuckled, slicing his steak with precision. “Oh, I’m a professor now, huh?” I grinned, still chewing. “Can you believe it? You’re my professor, and here I am, having dinner with my lecturer.” He raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Unbelievable.” “If someone from my class finds out, the news will spread like wildfire,” I teased, leaning in playfully.

I shook my head and turned to my table to bring out the new biology textbook Keisha had gifted me a while back. “Our topic for today is Excretion. Now….” I trailed off when the door opened and someone walked in. Shock glued my feet to the floor and I would have almost dropped the book on the floor but a professor has gotta maintain her Steeze in front of her students. Even though I didn't drop the book, my jaw was definitely on the floor as I stared at the guy walking into the door with a grin. “Good morning miss,” he greeted with a smile, and that voice sent shivers down my spine, “I'm a new student.”