Student Professor Romance Novels & Stories

I retreated back on my seat, sharing a glance with Stephano who mirrored my expression. We both were caught red handed. “Uh. Sir we were discussing work?” His sentence came out more like a question. “Work? With her face in your neck?” Professor arched an eyebrow at me, expecting an answer. I gulped. “Well-" Before I could say anything further he stopped me with his hand in the midair. “I suggest you both try to keep your adult romance at bay in the class or I’ll have to kick you out.” He venomously rasped out in silence. The students were looking at us with an unreadable expression.

“ you ok dear. You seem drained” “Mark is ... Mark is cheating ” that was all I could say, all I could manage to bring into this world. “ooh sweet it's for the best. At least you won't have to commit a taboo with your br.. let's go home” I trailed behind. “hey I am here ” I swayed my eyes to meet the Professor giving Trisha a quick kiss on the chick. He waved at me. No shame does man ever have shame. He is a college professor and he is dating his student. Wow, what had the world turned into. I waved back.

the professor's trembling voice shouted as she tried to stop the man from getting closer. I became even more puzzled then. I looked at them with a bewildered expression, wondering what was happening between them, and why the professor acted like he saw a ghost – no, let me rephrase that – a dead person. Meanwhile, the man acted like he missed the professor so much and loved him deeply. I unconsciously furrowed my brows and messed up my hair out of frustration. Frustration for the both of them. I never thought that I would be frustrated in the middle of the two of them! And I never thought I would be even more frustrated after hearing the words spoken by the handsome man, "I'm sorry love, I d

the woman said bluntly. Caspian was silent for a moment. He took a deep breath, his eyes closed for a few seconds. He seemed to be deep in thought. "You know, romantic relationships between professors and students are forbidden, right?" Caspian finally spoke after a moment of silence. “Really? I never knew that,” the woman replied, confused. “People will think you approached me just to get good grades,” Caspian said firmly. “But I really like you, Professor. It doesn’t matter what people say, as long as I love you.” The woman continued to insist.

"Hera Lopez. What Are We Doing Right Now Is Forbidden!" Because of what he said her eyes widen as she looked at him. Gradually, the prophecy of the professor applied to her. . "W-hat?" That's just what she can ask. She does not really know the world! "There Is A Law That The Studenst And A Teacher Is Not Allowed To Be In Relationship. Also You Are A Minors So We Can't Be Together Right Now." The professor What if someone knows what they do? What will happen to them?

I end the call before he can give me any boy advice. Ria finally walks to where I'm sitting. She collapses on the chair, her books following suit. "Professor Marcus is the reason people know frustration. How can someone that hot be so wicked? “ I let Ria keep her head on my lap as I stroke her hair. It's never been soft since I knew her. "So what happened with him?“ "So, don't tell anyone but he's dating Johnny. Johnny is one of his students. I know relationships with students aren't allowed but they're so cute. You wouldn't get it.“

"Unfortunately, hearts are terrible tailors." We sit together in silence again. Then she squeezes my hand. "Is it him?" she asks. I hesitate. Then nod. "Yes." "The professor." "Yes." Ines exhales slowly. "Well, that is spectacularly inconvenient." I laugh despite myself. "You have no idea." "Oh, I do. I study tragic romance in literature. This is practically textbook." I groan. "Please don't compare my life to a doomed Victorian novel." "No promises." Her expression softens again. "Just be careful."

Rhea says as I wrap a freshly baked pastry and place it on a plate. “Thanks, Rhea. I love you,” I reply, smiling as I turn to her. She scrunches her nose. “Yeah, because Mr. Hot Professor is out of town. If he wasn’t, I wouldn’t even be an option. You’d just pay me off to go sit on his lap.” I chuckle as she leans in to kiss my cheek. “I’m off,” she says, grabbing her things. My phone beeps, and a smile spreads across my face as I glance at the screen, reading his text in my mind.

"I'm not getting in the mix at all. There's nothing going on here." "Take the freaking advice, Madison." She snapped. "Okay, Georgia." I gritted out. Then we looked at each other and smiled. The kiss was never going to repeat itself, because I was going to stay far, far away from Luc- no- professor Buford. We were only going to be teacher and student, nothing more. There could be nothing more between us, because he was a complication. A big one. And there was no future between the both of us. Only an uneventful end would ever await that whole mess. If it ever happened. Which would never happen of course.

Asked how my classes were, if I had a graduation plan. “Dr. Martinez says I have a good thesis,” I said to him. “I think I could get published if she worked me up further.” "That's excellent. You've worked hard on it." "Have you read it?" "Every draft. It's brilliant." We chatted about books, about teaching, about everything but the violence that had been so much a part of our lives. For those few hours, we were just a professor and student in love despite every rule that said they couldn’t be.