Vampire Professor 소설 & 이야기

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

“Start slow. Tease where your head was at. Get inside that brain of yours.” A pause. “And your professor was born.” I can only stare. “I read everything I could find on criminology,” he says. “Every book. I needed to at least speak your language.” His expression shifts—something softer briefly flickering through, like nostalgia. “I read them in your bed while you were asleep beside me.” The words should make me recoil. Maybe they do. But my body doesn’t move. It just… registers them, like a system absorbing an error it can’t yet process.

the professor continued, “something goes awry in the transmission process when a victim is bitten. The result of such an occurrence is a flawed creature, without the powers of a true vampire. Vampires have a name for such a creature—grafhym. The chief marker for a grafhym, it is said by most accounts, is that they have but one fang instead of two.” I took advantage of Leesa’s fixation on the professor’s words to make my way up the aisle and into the seat next to her. Fortunately, the back row was one of the few with more than one or two empty spots. It took a moment before she was even aware of my presence. When she realized I was there, her eyes widened. “Stefan!” she exclaimed in a surpris

“You will be fine. Have a little faith in yourself.” “Thanks,” I tell her. “I better go. I have to be there at 8:45 AM,” I say to Rose. At 9 AM I start my exams. The theoretical part is easy. I answer the questions as best as I can. “How do you kill a vampire?” the Head Professor of the second-year cadets asks me. “A vampire is killed by taking his heart out and burn it. Only then can we be sure a vampire is dead.” “Is vampire sensible to silver?”

Seriously, what is happening to me? He turned around and walked to the whiteboard. He started writing on it after picking up the marker. I moved my head down. I don't want to look at him. He is making me crazy. "Oh, my god, Inaya. Our English professor is so hot." Anu whispered in my ear. "You can date him. I'm giving you the green signal." I glared at him instantly. She is saying nonsense. "What? Don't you find him hot?" She asked, raising her brows in shock. I think she has lost her mind. He is indeed hot but that doesn't mean I'll date my professor.

What was wrong with him. "That's it, minus five from your overall grade Ms. Obsidian," the professor said and I gaped at Levi. "But I didn't even-" I tried to defend myself. "Ah," the professor held his hand up. "Shall we make it minus ten instead?" I glowered at Levi. I loathed him. I wished I had the strength to shove a wooden chair leg in his chest. "So the big bad vampire is also a tattletale now?" He smirked. "I do have other methods to making you do what I want, but your delicate human body wouldn't be able to handle it, love."

Master! “Yes Jerrif any news from our dear Majesty,” the voice owner is Harris Richard cliff. A big bad oldest vampire, seeking ultimate power to win over the entire world. “No,” the vampire servant said. “Pity, I have been waiting for my prey for so many years, and look, his Majesty is hiding like a new wife. Doesn't matter we almost reach that point. You can go now, I have some work to do.” ****** In Elsa's room, Elsa could feel in her sleep that her body was bouncing. Thereafter, she heard someone's voice.

As a result, while walking back to their buildings, all they talked about on their way was what clubs to join, what to avoid, where he would work his ass off, where he can just sit and do nothing, etc. The sides of his lips were still curved upwards when the professor he was only meeting today entered the room he was in and introduced himself, with a follow up of informing his students that he was a vampire. Art's smile disappeared and turned into a frown. If his professor did not say so, he wouldn't have known. This was his last class. He took out the list of all the clubs in Delta that Will gave him earlier after they were dismissed. He skimmed through more than fifty club names and finall

"Pathethic love.." He was about to bring back the novel on it's usual place when he felt another presence coming to his direction. He clenched his jaw when he knew who it is. He needed to calm down because the university is so strict with their rules and one of it is to never use your vampire abilities. But he still smiled fakely and looked at her. "Professor Lia, it's you. Good morning." "Good morning too," she also smiled at him before looking at the novel he's holding. "The novel that you chose to read is nice but tje ending is making me sad until now."

Lesly asked out of curiosity. "It's nothing I'm just used to it," he said while giving Lesly some sliced apple. Lesly never asks again the thing is he loves Ranz more than anything else. On the other hand, Waylan keeps researching if there's a vampire who doesn't have the ability to cure their wounds. She remembers the day when Zeal got hit by a bomb and he can't cure his wounds. He's wondering why? She keeps wondering too if the person she saw in the bookstore is lying or not.