Professor X Name Novels & Stories

************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship. Synopsis A Professor named John Gatchalian is secretly obsessed with his student named Myraquel Gonzaga. Prof. John intentionally dropped Myraquel grades. The only way she can pass and graduate is to have sex with her Professor.

No one came to mind. “Does this professor have a name?” I asked my secretary. “Yes sir, his name is Professor Vincent Umar,” I laughed when I heard the name. No wonder I didn’t remember. I didn’t even meet the loser. I sent him a small message and he already came running. I guess he isn’t as brave as he tries to portray himself. I sent the message last night when I couldn’t sleep because I needed someone to take out my frustration on and the idiot decided to show up at my office.

“Hello Professor. My name is Kylie.” “Ah yes. Miss Kylie. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” “I have heard a lot about you Professor. My regret used to be that I had never seen the Saint of Anchor Academy before his departure from the University. The minute the opportunity came to study under you, I took it. I hope you will not think this presumptuous of me, but I cannot wait to start running around and assisting you.” “Haha! You are too kind child. I too have seen your transcript. You have an utterly brilliant mind child. I think you will be able to help me a lot.”

Beside him sat a man I had never met before. “This is Professor Daniel Reed from Northlake University,” Dr. Ford said. “He’s the external reviewer for the joint project. Maya, walk him through your research design.” I looked at the man across the table and lost half a second. Daniel Reed was nothing like Ford. Ford was sharp, severe, and impossible to relax around. Reed was quieter, but his presence was harder to ignore. He wore a dark shirt beneath a clean-cut jacket, his sleeves turned back just enough to reveal long fingers and a spare silver watch. He looked composed in the way some people looked dangerous without trying.

the teacher said with a sad frown. “Yes, my father told me,” I lied. “But don’t worry, we found an incredible teacher to replace him so you girls will still get a good education out of this semester,” she said fondly, glancing up at the strange man that I saw earlier with the body of armor. My heart fell into my stomach as he poured his dark eyes into me, and I felt the need to step away. “This is Professor Xander. Enzo’s replacement.”

He trailed his silver eyes towards the professor and then lowered his gaze. "Yes, professor," he answered in a low voice. The professor sighed. "What's your name?" "Easton Marzel," he said. The professor darted his eyes back at Flora. "And your name, Ms.?" "Flora Alfanso," Flora answered the professor. "After this class, you both will come with me to inform the heads regarding this. The campus authority would take some actions against those senior students," the professor informed. Flora nodded at him whereas he didn't say anything.

– he asked one of the spectators “He needed a ride.” – the man in orange shirt said The professor nodded and walked towards Damon. He couldn’t deny it. Seeing what just happened, he knew who the leader of the pack was. It was this man in front of him. And it was his curiosity that wanted to have a connection with this man. “Hello, sir. My name is Professor Jonathan Dela Cruz. I teach Folklore at a university. If you need anything, I’m ready to assist you.” Damon frowned. Folklore?

He stared at me for 30 seconds before his gaze fell to the clipboard before him. "I believe that's a question that I can't answer," he said, handing back the clipboard and also the folder that he was reading before. "That is a pass to observe Professor Xanxia's classes on Mondays and Thursdays. She is the professor of battle magic. You can ask Cassian to take you to the arena," he continued. Hmm, I can't murder the director of the academy. Not when we had become besties also his death would make way for Professor Cox to turn this well rounded institution into a little dark realm. Nope, he lives today.

Stellar’s eyes narrowed slightly. Professor Xander? Harold Xander? She remembered now—Harold was around the same age as Victor. He wasn’t just a competitor, he was Victor’s lifelong rival. And Alex was his student? That could be a problem. "You all know that Professor Xander is the hottest name on campus right now. He doesn’t act aloof or put on airs, and he’s secured so many benefits for the university!" As Alex praised Harold, he also took the opportunity to take a jab at Victor.

"Grace, is that really you?" Grace turned around and saw her former professor, Kelly Birch, looking at her with a smile. Surprised, she hurriedly approached and hugged her. "Professor Kelly, it's been so long." "I thought I was seeing things, but it really is you. After these years, you've matured and become even more beautiful. I heard you got married. Is this your husband?" Kelly looked at Xander with appreciation. "You two look like a perfect match." Grace wanted to explain, but Xander extended his hand, greeting Kelly. "Nice to meet you, Professor Kelly. I'm Xander Fulton. Just call me Xander."