Vampire Professor 소설 & 이야기

His deep voice reverberated and they sounded sincere enough. But something hold Maya that this man was not sorry at all. "My name is Doctor Alexander Grey but you can call me Professor Grey." He pushed the bridge of his glasses further up his nose, looking at each student in turn. "We only have a few minutes before this class will be over so I'll try and rush things."

"We've missed you." Professor smiled wearily, his gaze filled with a combination of sadness and determination. "I apologize for my absence," he said. "I had to venture into the depths of the supernatural realm to gather crucial information. The darkness we face is far more insidious than we imagined." As he spoke, the other wolves gathered around, their expressions a mix of curiosity and relief. Professor's return brought a renewed sense of hope, a glimmer of reassurance that we were not alone in this fight.

“It doesn’t look like a little to me.” I look out the window and notice a few girls staring swoonily at the gorgeous professor next to me. “Could we really do this? People are watching.” “Don’t worry. He should be here.” Who should be here? Damn. I should’ve worn something thicker. I don’t have my mitts, but I do have a jacket and a scarf to keep me warm. A minute later, a sleek black Rolls-Royce SUV comes up to the front, and a middle-aged man in a dark suit exits. “Professor Sebastian.”

She had a point, so we let her. "What do you think would be our topic?" Vico's voice brought me back from reverie. "Sirens? Werewolf?" "I don't think so," he answered while scratching his chin. Here he goes again. "What is it, then?" I asked again and rolled my eyes. He gave me a side glance while smirking, "Vampires." "Vampires?" "Your research topic would be about vampires," our professor announced. Vico's eyes sparkled while mine was widened. Why are we going to make a research paper about fictional creatures? This professor has gone insane.

“Next time you show up for my class, make sure to be on time. She turns, rotating gracefully as if standing on a turntable. Standing in impossibly tall spiked heels, her leather and tweed pantsuit strains to cover her full, curvy figure. A bit of red peeks out of her collar in the form of a large bow, matching the color of her full, red lips. When our eyes meet, my pens clatter onto the floor, rolling away from me as my jaw drops open. Those gray-green eyes. I’d know those eyes anywhere, they've been haunting my dreams for the last three weeks. “You!” My mystery seductress, the one who took my virginity, is my professor.

The professor took a deep inhale. “The Sacred Land has to do with the white witches, Rose Duville…and it doesn’t have to do with us, the wolves…” Clayton sighed. “What did you see there, Vlad Lup? Did you see our second successor?” Clayton turned his head down. “No. I saw the wolf of Doctor Wölf Hügel, the husband of Rose Duville and he approved me…” Professor Hügel curled his forehead. “How about the battle?” Clayton nodded. “Yes. The battle between The Protectors and the witches with the vampires. I saw a vampire offering a goblet to Sonya Duville…”

Although I did like girlie things maybe because my best friend Rori was into it but here with Marcus I felt completely at home. "Yes its just a bit of mystery." I mused. Marcus pulled me into his lap at the desk chair and trailed his fingers down the exposed skin of leg between my skirt hem and stocking tops. It sent tingles through me and of course excitement but he rubbed gentle circles on my skin in a soothing manner. I told him what James had told me including all the details and Marcus listened intently. Marcus was a professor of Vampire history but he was an intellectual man and had a vast knowledge of magic and mystical things. If he didn't know something he knew how to research it an

"Goddess, this is such a mess." "The professor hot?" I asked as she slowly smiled. "Smouldering." she sighed. "Whats he teach?" I asked. "Vampire lore," she responded as the reality washed over me. "Is he a vampire?" I asked as she nodded. "But then you could be his mate," I added. "I know, but til I turn eighteen, that's a big if." she retorted. "And even if he is, there is something about me and Arthur. I can feel it, and I know I'm not nuts." she exclaimed frustration in her voice.

His expression barely changed throughout the entire exchange, but the pressure behind his gaze had felt almost suffocating by the end. For one horrifying moment, I genuinely thought he was going to side with Ravenna publicly. “Professor Green is not originally from our territory,” Vance explained carefully. “He tends to approach academic matters too rigidly. Merit. Procedure. Technicalities. He doesn’t fully understand the political balance required to maintain order inside a pack structure like ours.” I crossed my arms tightly across my chest. “Well, he needs to learn quickly,” I muttered bitterly. “Because the way he spoke to me was completely inappropriate.”

Amanda stiffened, claws peeking under her nails. Linda’s hand brushed mine, her mind whispering, “Vampires, they are close and agitated.” Then they came, students from our school, spilling from the building’s shadows. Five of them, pale and fast, eyes red under the sun. Klaus Hoffman, one of our professors, stepped out behind them, his brown suit crisp, beard trimmed, but his smirk flickered, nervous. These weren’t just kids, they were his pack, vampires hiding in plain sight, and he was desperate, acting solo to crawl back into Velan’s good graces after Angelica and Velan tore him apart for some screw-up.