Soul Eater Professor Stein Novels & Stories

Mara opened her mouth to reply, but the door opened and everyone quieted down. The professor walked in, but his back was facing, so I didn't see his face at first. He had lean broad shoulders that filled out the white button-down sleeves rolled to his elbows. He had dark hair and a strong posture. A few girls whispered and giggled. Mara leaned over. “Damn, the new prof is fine.” I laughed under my breath. “You’re ridiculous.” Then he turned to face the class and my laugh died in my throat. Grey-blue eyes. The same angelic jaw. The same mouth that had been on me last night.

Right before Nevan walked out of the ward, Syed said, “Master Hornberg, Professor Whiteman is a strict man who cannot be threatened or bribed. He’s close with Kaze Lee. I don’t think he will agree to help no matter what you offer him. “When he first arrived in Lilyrose, the kingpin of Melrose, Steve Lee, tried to ask him for help. He even asked his son to ‘invite’ the man to Melrose. “No matter what Steve Lee offered, the professor refused to help. Because of that, Steve Lee offended someone powerful who is also an acquaintance of the professor. He lost his power and status and then got killed by the Chrysant Twin Ghosts.”

"No, this is all about your well-being! Can't you see it, my dear? You are just infatuated with him because he looks like your mate!" I shut my eyes tightly before answering her. "Mom, I have already told you a million times that Evan and Steven are not the same person! He is a human, Mom. He is my professor! I can promise you that they behave differently!" "What if that professor is fooling you? Who knows if he was just disguising himself to claim you again?!" Sylvia screams at the top of her lungs. "He is not, Mom!" I am already running upstairs because I don't want to continue this fight.

We made our way to two empty seats at the back. “Hey,” Liam whispered moving over for us to sit next to him. “Get lost asshole,” Macy retorted before I could say a word in response. She held my hand and made me sit. “What is going on? Why do you look so pale?” she whispered. My gaze never left his. I gulped. “Why is he here? Where is the arts professor?” “Oh, that? Didn’t you get the mail? Professor Brown retired to his hometown. Professor Sebastian got transferred as his replacement. He’s hot isn’t he? That’s the reason why you were so distracted…”

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.

I almost smiled at him but I caught myself before I could do that. “As I was saying, before I was interrupted," the man started, staring directly at me, “my ways of teaching are quite different from anything you're used to. I tend to get.. intense, at times. For those who just joined us, my name is Professor Matthews and I would be taking you Advanced Literature. Brace yourselves, guys, because there is no room for slackers in any class of mine.” All through his teaching, I was unable to take my eyes off of him. He had a way of capturing people's attention and he could have had mine all day without any interruption.

She swept this thought immediately and as soon as the next person was called. The next professor was Igor Stonefist — a dwarf who was wearing full plate armor, Mariana couldn't even see his face. Then a lady named Celeste Darkwind went to the front. It seemed that she was a noble of some sort, as she saw her fellow students bowed with their palms in their chest. She returned the greeting with a graceful smile.

He was incredibly sexy in his grey shirt complemented with a pair of jeans and a boot. “Ash—, to what do I owe this visit?” Professor Hart stuttered in fear. No doubt, the two of them had history for my Professor to be this jittery. “Oh I’m not here for you,” he donned a superficial smile. “I’m actually here for Green eyes,” “Green eyes?” The Professor queried while the class had descended into a murmur. “I believe she’s a student of your class, oh there she is,” his smile deepened as our eyes bonded. Everyone suddenly focused on me and my body stiffened. He walked up to me and I could clearly see the wolf face tattoo inscribed on his left chest.

“ And for that, I will make sure that the one who is your soul brother will have as much resentment for you as you made me have for Maya.” His eyes flickers. He feigns a smile, but the beads of sweat on his forehead hints otherwise. “ Secondly, you walked straight into my marriage with Aaron…oh god, now I'm beginning to connect the dots.” I gasped, cupping my mouth. It was him all along. His voice…his face…now that I think of it, the resemblance is uncanny. Steven is the professor who banged Clarice! How didn't I see it earlier? I had taken a closeup shot of them together, but I hadn't cared to look close enough. She called him professor, no way I could have thought it would be this son of a

he said, picking up their phones as he came for me. “And you think you are going to escape this, professor?” their leader spoke, spitting blood out of his mouth with a swollen face as a result of the severe hit from Lucian. “You both are not humans, are you?” Professor Lucian reached out to me, lifting me off the chair with my hands whirled around his neck. “You might not live to tell the story. Because I'll personally kill you myself, Nicholas Brian. You might want to try me out. Consider yourselves lucky.”