Romantic Academia Novels & Stories

Luckily, I'm the first one here. Taking a deep breath, I raise my hand and knocked. At least that's what I would have done. But the door opened, with my right arm half raised, ready to knock. It was Lady Vita. "I knew you would come here." She's talking, still. Not using her Consort's voice. Professors here at the academe were once like us, women of the highest breed. They're the ones not chosen by Professors before them, now they teach us on how to become better. As to not face the same fate as them. Bound to the profession, cannot shift to their wolves, and cannot bear a child.

Noah said proudly “ The female students will be starting theirs in few minutes,,which one among you will be going?? ” Ethan asked “ Non,,,,only Hazel ” Lisa said “ Non ?? Why?? ” Michael asked “ We are not good in acting,,I prefer singing,, ” Lisa smiled Michael sighed sadly and looked away, “ Then get ready to watch your boyfriend kissing another girl,, ” Noah blurted out and Michael immediately tapped him “ What do you mean?? ” Lisa asked “ You should know that Romeo and Juliet are the most romantic couples you will ever meet,,,,,And in the play,,Romeo and Juliet will be kissing,, more than six scenes ” Noah said and they all gasped

“Professor, sorry. If you can tell me this because of our conversation yesterday, I want to say that I regret it. Sorry, Professor. I'm sorry if I thought differently about what you do for me because you are right, you just care about me and there is no other reason other than that. I shouldn't have thought of anything else because what you did was normal— ” “What are you saying? Yeah, I did it because I really care about you as your professor but that issue is not included in what I'm telling you right now. I want to marry you, Acadia. I'm seriou— " "PROFESSOR!" she screamed and I was stunned. Her hands trembled even more.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

“As you all know, our university has been in collaboration with some of the world’s top institutions. But today, we are honoured to be the first university chosen for a unique opportunity.” A hush fell over the crowd. The dean smiled. “Professor Daniel Lenz’s research is one of the most sought-after studies in literary academia. His work on Dante’s exploration of love and desire has changed the way scholars approach classical romance literature. And now, Harvard University is giving one of our students the opportunity to complete it.” The words slammed into Amara like a physical blow. Her hands turned ice cold. Her breath hitched. Her father’s research? The room around her blurred, her ears

My laptop history was a testament to it—the endless tabs of dark erotica, the niche p**n sites, the stories that pushed boundaries most people wouldn’t even consider. Liam, bless his vanilla heart, had never understood it. He’d barely understood a missionary position on a Tuesday night. But Draco… Draco understood. He didn’t just understand; he fed it. He was a walking, breathing manifestation of every dark fantasy I’d ever scrolled through. And now he was my professor. The thought should have sent me running for the hills, transferring departments, changing my major. Instead, it made my clit twitch. My body, always so quick to betray me, was already anticipating the next encounter. The next

--- “Cut the crap. What is he doing in our school if he is Sugar?” Christiana snarled making me jump out of my illusion. “Sugar has bastard money. He can buy the whole school.” “Maybe Sugar is his role model. That’s why he has a similar tattoo,” I whispered. “He is a fool. He thought he is wise. Because Sugar has never revealed his face, he wants to play Sugar in Bells University,” Andrena hissed. “Romeo and Juliet… break the heart of the readers because it was a dash story,” Professor Winsley’s voice echoed through the class.

Thorn pressed. “Uh…” Nikki frowned and looked away from him as she blushed slightly. “…she invited me to join her club, but when I told her I am not the child of an academic, she said they would make an exception and just appoint you as my…” She paused, unsure how to rephrase what Ella had said less provocatively. “As your what?” Thorn asked; he was just curious at that point. Nikki sighed as she mustered up the strength to tell him the truth. “Academic daddy.” She confessed. The professor froze when he saw Nikki’s face turn bright red after telling him the truth. It took him a moment to register what she had just called him.

I held his gaze. “I did.” He nodded again. “Then it’ll be fine.” Dante let out a quiet scoff. “That’s optimistic.” “It’s realistic,” Liam replied. “He’s still him. A job title doesn’t change that.” The simplicity of it settled something in me. “Thank you,” I said. Liam shrugged lightly. “Besides, you always said academia was bureaucratic.” “It is.” “Then congratulations. You escaped.” “I did like it no matter what” I shrugged and I was being truthful. I’ve always liked the academic space, even though it wasn’t the most non-toxic environment, I still found myself enjoying moments in it.

I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood, my body shaking. "I agree," Xander continued into the phone, his voice steady, while he began to pick up the pace. He was hitting my cervix with every thrust, a deep, thudding pressure that made my toes curl. "The curriculum for the spring semester needs a more rigorous approach to the Romantic poets. I've already begun implementing some... specialized tutoring for the struggling students." I was losing my mind. The cognitive dissonance was staggering. I could hear the Dean talking on the other end, the muffled voice of university administration, while the man I was bonded to was ruthlessly fucking me into the desk.