Stern Teacher Novels & Stories

Heat rushed to my cheeks as I stumbled toward my seat, not minding the ink on it. His silver eyes flicked to me briefly, cold and sharp—nothing like the man who had draped his coat over me. It was as if last night had never happened. How he remained calm after seeing me had baffled me. “My name is Lucian Sterling. And I’ll be your history teacher from now on,” he introduced himself. His eyes lingered on me for a while. Quickly, he cleared his throat before reaching for a textbook while he approached the board. “Open your textbooks,” he said. His tone was clipped, commanding. “Page 17.”

Swallowing thickly, Skye disregarded the looks of her friends and went to see the teacher, feeling completely worried about what he would find out. Their history teacher meanwhile was an elderly man with wise dark eyes, silently he neatly stacked up the papers with a neutral look, knowing that he would have more students to test later on. His orangish-brown sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing slightly thin wrists as he diligently sorted out the papers by their surnames. “Um… sir?” Skye spoke to the teacher weakly, feeling completely stupid acting so pathetic for acting in this manner. However at that moment, only one thought in mind and that was finding out if Anberine had done well i

Rolling my eyes, I ignored her as the teacher walked into the room. "Good morning, everyone!" Walking to the front of the desks, Mr. Stevenson smiled at everyone. Mr Stevenson was a man in his late forties, with slightly greying hair. He was kind, I'll give him that, but mess with his classes, and he became the worst teacher in the history of teachers. I had seen him pick up a student's phone and throw it out the window, and all because it started to ring.

"Professor Sterling. It is a great honor to be appointed as a teaching assistant in your class. But I can’t take it. I am sorry." Christa turns down the offer again while standing in Professor Sterling’s office at college on Monday morning. "Enlighten me, please. "Kenneth Sterling has a commanding presence and a deep, authoritative voice. They appointed Kenneth Sterling to a professorship in economics at Hissruop university. He is in his late forties, quite tall, and his face takes on an unhealthy whitish hue; finishing his words and pats his growing paunch.

She can not afford to lose. She reaches her assigned classroom and sits herself down, their adviser entering shortly after. "Alright, when your name is called say present. And if I'll have to repeat your name, consider yourself absent." Mr Stevenson, Steven for short, was everyone's favorite teacher. Strict in the classroom, but an entirely different person during break time. He strives to keep his professionalism inside the classroom, but outside of it, he's an acting counsellor, psychologist and father to 3/4 of the campus. Give it a few more months and he's gonna cost the school shrink their job.

____________ Lady Sterling is right there - he warns, pointing to the end of the hall. ____________ What is hers? - Lian's laugh is encouraging. ____________ She is a lonely old woman, uses all her bitterness to gloat over her pupils as she calls her apprentices. ____________ Do I have the option to decline this class? ____________ There is no way to. I am really sorry. - I let out an irritated sigh - Lady Marin, she's your teacher because you eat like a dog and have horrible posture. Tessy Sterling will teach you how to be a lady. _____________ During training for the Diamond Crown I was taught, and it was totally in vain...

Now, I would wait for it to go ba boom! The teacher she had submitted her books to was Mr. Tesfaye. He was the strictest and oldest in the entire school. Rumor even had it that he had been teaching during the time of the dinosaurs and cavemen. The Terra’s and Penelope’s of the world had nothing on him. He could not be taken in by her false compliments and deceitful remarks.

Stella pushed open the door of the office and the first thing she feel was a sense of coldness. When Adrian saw the person inside, his eyes lit up. If it weren’t for Stella and Emily beside him, he would have run to Seventeen. No wonder he said that he would see him every day in the morning. It turned out that he had come to be his teacher. Seventeen was not surprised to see Adrian. He came here to protect him. “Hello, I am Stella Richard, Adrian’s Richard’s mother. How should I address you?” Looking at the man in front of her, Stella couldn’t believe that he could still be a teacher.

Peter dropped Celeste off at the door, and several of the teachers whispered when they saw the handsome gentleman helping her out of the car. Most of the teachers at the school knew Peter Palmer. The charming man had an irresistible physical appeal, and when they saw Celeste holding his hand, jealousy took over, prompting the whispers.

Peter We have been preparing for this conference for a whole year. It took too much effort and patience. I can not screw up in front of the rector, his reputation is most important. The door to the audience opens, and Vasily Ignatievich and the Commission take their seats. " And this is our teacher Peter Alexandrovich, he is the best in his business! And today he will present you his unique method, which he has been practicing with his students for the third year!"