Soul Eater Professor Stein Novels & Stories

Song said, “I will tell you everything while having dinner.” While having a steaming tofu stew, Prof. Song briefed how he saw Su Yeon here, he followed her and the rest whole situation to Gon which successfully evoked his murderous side of him. “I am sorry Su Yeon ah, if not for those stupid guards, you wouldn’t have gone through that whole thing…” he clenched his fists below the table. “You came right on time, Professor” she smiled and bowed to thank him. “Wait… there were many guards!” she realized something, “Then did you…” Prof. Song nodded with an obvious face, it was a simple hand fight, if he had his sword, it would’ve taken just a minute. “You are really great, Professor!”

************************* 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.

I threw my head back and began to moan throatily and loudly, forgetting my surroundings, as my pussy began to tense and — “What the fuck?!” The familiar voice was like being doused with a full bucket of ice water. Arousal fled immediately and I jack-knifed to a seating position even as I automatically ripped the sodding wet dildo out of my pussy. I was trembling from head to foot as I scrambled off the desk and turned to face the angry professor. Professor Calix Eleftherios was here! In person! I was dead! I was officially dead! Calix Eleftherios was even more handsome than I remembered in a navy blue turtle-neck sweater and a pair of stone-wash jeans. He was also angrier than I had ever see

She was the embodiment of everything Marcella hated, and also hoped to be. The class doors fell open and she was snapped out of her thoughts when the new Professor stepped in and walked to the front of the class in a grey suit. There was something familiar about him, she thought as she stared at his back while he went up to the whiteboard to write out his name. Professor Lucas Blackwood. He turned around to face the class and Marcella stopped breathing. It was him. Her new History Professor was the hot stranger who saved her in the bar.

NEVAEH I have a romantic crush on my best-friend's father who also happens to be none other than my professor. I know what you must be thinking about me and yes, you're right. I'm a dirty, little slut with no shame and a potentially horrible best friend but can you blame me? Castia, my one and only best friend has been nothing but kind to me. We've been best-friends for seven years even before we graduated high school. We were so close that it got to the point where we couldn't be separated.

Lucifer was getting very angry at the constant questions challenging his orders. 'Enough.' He roared, and out of the corner of my eye I saw the Professor collapse to the floor, quivering in fear and begging not to be hurt. 'It is a good job I need you to prepare the female, you pathetic piece of garbage. Now do your fucking job, you have half an hour.' The professor whimpered back at him, 'But, but, Sir, you s, said, an hour?' He stammered only to be grabbed by the neck,

A murmur ran through the hall as a distinguished man entered—Professor James, a dean at Golden League University. All eyes followed him. Sora practically jumped forward. “Professor James!” she cried, her smile wide. “I’m Sora Hill. My mother, Veronice, mentioned you often. It’s such an honor—” The professor blinked at her, polite confusion on his face. “I’m sorry… Hill, did you say? I don’t believe I’ve heard the name.” “Aiden Hill? Don’t you remember?” she pressed The man shook his head. The silence was deafening. Then a low murmur of chuckles rose in the surrounding clque. Sora was embarrassed.

Leo is downstairs and dressed in his usual leather jacket style, you would think twenty two years old man won’t want anything to do with his fifteen year old self, but he is the Same, just in a harder and taller body. My professor is sitting alone, nursing an Americano. He looks calm and composed, like we didn’t just have a leg shaking make out session on the stairs. Just seeing him got me excited. My body remembering how his hands kneaded my ass with perfection. I shivered again. This time with want. I wonder if I will ever stop wanting him. “I’m ready.” “Finally.” Cecilia groans. I keep my eyes on my professor who sat so still you’d think he was a statue.

He growled at me making me jerk. The class burst out laughing. I wasn't able to say a word, I just stared directly at him. After the class, I made a mental note to ask him some questions. I needed to know the truth. Deep down, I knew. I knew the answer but I wanted to hear it directly from him. A few steps away from me he was, clad in a black suit which was the same color as his wavy hair. Alexander wasn't only the youngest professor in the college, he was also the most handsome man.

I couldn't afford for anyone else to find out about my failure, not until I verified directly from Professor Lorcan. Professor Lorcan Steele, the youngest male professor in the university, also called Professor Untouchable because of his infamous acts in the university, the same professor I have been trying to ace to get back at my cheating ex, Xavier Woods. The plan was to make Professor Untouchable want me, and Xavier could watch his idolized professor fall for the ex he tossed aside—that would burn more. Xavier had spent the night with another girl on our first anniversary while I waited for him like an idiot, prepared a candle lit dinner and even dressed up. He had humiliated me publicly