Professor Student Romance Novels & Stories

Her words came in as a whisper. " A professor? Have you gone mad, it's forbidden for a student to get into a relationship with a professor, do you want to get expelled?" I left her to answer that question and she slowly nodded her head at it and then said, " I don't care, I love him". She grabbed her bag on top her bed, smiled at me and then left for her date. Daniela is so stubborn that one day had stubbornness might actually be the death of her and as much as this prohibited, who can actually say no to falling in love?..

“Always yours, professor.” He carried me to the small leather couch in the corner of the office. Laid me down under the golden lights. Climbed over me. Kissed me again—softer now, slower, endless. We stayed tangled—sweaty, spent, glowing. The house stayed quiet around us. The fairy lights burned on. Golden. Steady. Roleplay over. But the claim never ended. Husband and husband. Professor and student for a night. Lovers for life. Under whatever lights we turned on next.

"This is inappropriate." "Is it?" Tipping my head, I released my hair over one shoulder. "Or perhaps you’re just scared to admit that there’s something, between us?” "There is nothing between us." But his hands trembled slightly as he closed his laptop. "You're my student. Nothing more." “Well, then why do you look at me like that?” "Like what?" “Like you’re so hungry and I’m the thing that will feed you.”

The headline sits in bold at the top: Professor–Student Relationship Exposed: Ravenscroft Faculty Member and Undergraduate Photographed in Multiple Intimate Settings Below it, the pictures load one after another. Killian and me outside my building, close enough that the nature of the kiss is unmistakable. Another of his hand at my waist in a parking lot. One of me in his arms, being carried bridal-style into a building at night. Each image is clearer than the last. Each one strips another layer off the private world we thought we had protected. My vision narrows. The phone feels too heavy. The sounds of the parking lot, engines, distant voices, Nora saying my name, drop away into a single hi

Regardless of anything, as long as they could get married. "First, I want to apologize to Dad and Mom. For going this far. And for not treating my girlfriend well. But honestly, I didn't intend to leave her. It's just a misunderstanding between us, and she decided to leave. And because our marriage is very delayed, I don't want her to suffer anymore. Considering she is my student at the university." "Oh my, Fachri! What kind of lecturer are you, having a relationship with your own student? What about her education? Don't tell me she got expelled for never attending classes!"

He threw his head back to laugh while my phone chimed. Opening it, it was a message from Raina: 'to save you from sounding old, here's the latest news from the gossip website (Link attached).' For some weird reasons, my heart started its abnormal pulsation. I swallowed hard and clicked on the link. "UPDATE ON THE PROFESSOR-STUDENT RELATIONSHIP (TRUSTED SOURCE). The female student and her professor have been seen driving to his home together. They spend an unusual amount of time together and are always trying to go out of town to hide their relationship. Rumor has it that she had spent the winter break with him.

"Hera Lopez. What Are We Doing Right Now Is Forbidden!" Because of what he said her eyes widen as she looked at him. Gradually, the prophecy of the professor applied to her. . "W-hat?" That's just what she can ask. She does not really know the world! "There Is A Law That The Studenst And A Teacher Is Not Allowed To Be In Relationship. Also You Are A Minors So We Can't Be Together Right Now." The professor What if someone knows what they do? What will happen to them?

I retreated back on my seat, sharing a glance with Stephano who mirrored my expression. We both were caught red handed. “Uh. Sir we were discussing work?” His sentence came out more like a question. “Work? With her face in your neck?” Professor arched an eyebrow at me, expecting an answer. I gulped. “Well-" Before I could say anything further he stopped me with his hand in the midair. “I suggest you both try to keep your adult romance at bay in the class or I’ll have to kick you out.” He venomously rasped out in silence. The students were looking at us with an unreadable expression.

Closer to the front please, I don't want to hear complaints about you not being able to hear or understand what I'm saying in the long run," he says without looking at her. It was loud enough to reach her too. A few students snickered and shot her a glance as she made her way closer to the front. Talk about a terrible first day. Azalea set her things down after she took a seat and fetched for her things as the class continued on. As it did she found herself staring at her professor more than anything. She's seen men with the same physic like his but she was all 'meh' about it. His demeanor, the way he speaks and presents himself, is all peculiar to her. She can only wonder why he acts like h

"I'm not getting in the mix at all. There's nothing going on here." "Take the freaking advice, Madison." She snapped. "Okay, Georgia." I gritted out. Then we looked at each other and smiled. The kiss was never going to repeat itself, because I was going to stay far, far away from Luc- no- professor Buford. We were only going to be teacher and student, nothing more. There could be nothing more between us, because he was a complication. A big one. And there was no future between the both of us. Only an uneventful end would ever await that whole mess. If it ever happened. Which would never happen of course.