Teacher Student Romance Book Novels & Stories

"You can't learn from a TV show, Stephanie." "I know. But that book has 755 pages! It's a form of 'slow' murder." "So, Miss Ewen won't be teaching this term?" "Don't know, hopefully. But who knows what kind of trouble a young teacher might bring?" The footsteps behind us abruptly ceased. "Maybe you should tell me." Stephanie and I shivered at the unfamiliar male voice from behind— "What's your name?" "Ah... Stephanie Watson..." Stephanie remained still, locked in a gaze with the new teacher.

Yasmin tried to snatch it back, but Blake flashed the phone in front of her face—unlocking the face ID. She was stunned. "Give it back!" Blake held the phone out of her reach. He glanced at it and smirked, "This is... a novel?" Yasmin was so embarrassed that Blake found out she was reading romance novels. "Give it back," she said in a soft voice. "Let me see." Blake browsed through it. "Married to My Teacher." In the story, the female lead called the male lead "Teacher". Blake remembered Yasmin talking in her sleep, saying, "Teacher, don't leave me..."

This was the first time she experienced something intimate. "Yes...yes, sir." That made him smile. "Good girl. Come let me escort you out. This will happen here next time. I promise, sweet." What will happen here? He ignored her protest, taking her books and laptop in one hand, the other wrapped on her tiny waist, he escorted her until she reached her locker. People milling about were looking at them in shock. To give them something to gawk at, he leaned in to kiss her forehead and her flush cheeks. Fuck! She wanted to crawl under a rock. He had no care for such proprieties and he was ignoring the professor and student taboo. Why? "Later, sweet." He bowed before leaving her speechless. That

Say yes. ''Who are you texting?'' Kenna asked me, standing right behind me. I quickly locked my phone and threw it back in my bag. ''Nobody.'' Was my answer, that she was never gonna believe. I turned around to face her and found her staring at me with raised eyebrows. ''What's going on?'' She asked me with a serious tone. I looked at her, not knowing what to say. ''You're not texting... a teacher, right?'' She softly asked. My eyes widened. ''C'mon Tris, I saw you guys at the club. He was all over you. Did you guys have sex?'' She asked. ''No! We did not. I promise.'' I replied. She looked at me like she didn't believe me. ''Did you kiss then?'' She asked me while we heard the whistle outsi

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student

Teacher’s Pet: Bullied nerd Misha, has always had an unrequited crush on her hot highschool teacher, Mr. Brett. Ruggedly handsome, he appears so brooding and serious all the time but the dangerous glint in his dark eyes tells Misha otherwise, especially not after she caught him sleeping with a fellow teacher. When he asks her to meet him in the math class after school the next day, sparks fly, temperatures rise and a whole lot of other hard things do too.

The moment he saw Tatiana, a flicker of something dark flashed in his eyes, but it was so quick that Tatiana didn't catch it. Roman then turned to Tara and asked, "Is this Ms. Tatiana?" After Tatiana took her seat, Tara sat down next to Roman and introduced them. "Teacher, this is Roman, my boyfriend." "Roman, this is my teacher, Mrs. Konstantine. She's really great to me." Roman nodded, stood up slightly, and gave a small bow to Tatiana. "Hello, Teacher. I'm Roman." Tatiana simply nodded, choosing not to say much.

I can't get away. Jace leans in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "Then you better hurry." Another knock reverberates through the room, and his finger presses on my clitoris, sending shockwaves of sensation coursing through me. "Oh my God!" I gasp, my body betraying my words. "Say it," he demands again, his tone unyielding. I have no choice. "Yes!" I scream, "I want my teacher to fuck me!" In an instant, I’m hauled from the desk, his arm wrapping protectively around my waist, holding me against his chest. "That's a good little student. Keep the stolen exam, and do a good job," he whispers in my ear.

It was steamy, full of building heat and whispered promises, but far from anything harmful just pure, electric chemistry. "Listen to this," Belle said, her cheeks flushing as she read aloud. "The heroine pulls her lover close, their bodies pressing together in a dance of desire. She traces her fingers along his skin, feeling the warmth build between them, until they're lost in a haze of kisses and caresses that leave them both breathless."

She wondered why people love to gossip on unnecessary things, and it really baffled her. She was a girl that cared less about all that and instead focusing on something relevant. " Hun, it not mainly about that. The thing is the Alpha Prince of the Crescent Moon Pack found his mate here, and it happened to be Princess Belle," Anatalia moved closer to Lexa and whispered in a low tone, letting the young teen to know the main heart of the rumour. " Ohh, is that so?" Lexa didn't fully get what Anatalia said, but before the latter could say anything, she beat the female servant to it by asking a weird question, " What is a mate?"