Winx Club Professor Palladium の小説・ストーリー

“The windows are tinted so stop struggling.” “Professor…” The word tore out of me, a mix of plea and broken moan, muffled as I tried to twist away. “That’s right,” He smiled, dark and triumphant. “Say it again.” “Professor, please—” My voice cracked as my hips betrayed me, grinding helplessly against his hand. His fingers curled deep, stroking exactly where I couldn’t resist. Pressure coiled fast, unstoppable, my body trembling as his thumb circled my clit in ruthless precision.

Adeline asked Professor Wellesley, "Professor Wellesley, what can we expect from this year's Annual Gala?" Professor Wellesley smiled. "We have an impressive lineup of award recipients and exciting auction items. It'll be a fantastic networking opportunity." Professor McClone added, "And several students will receive scholarships, thanks to generous donations like Reginald's luxury vacation package." Emily chimed in, "I heard Nathan's father donated it." Adeline's expression soured. Professor Wellesley nodded. "Yes, Reginald's generosity supports our scholarship funds." Just then, Nathan walked by, catching Adeline's eye. Her annoyance deepened.

I never thought I’d come this close to being in my penultimate year with friends and family around me. “Our last paper had me in a chokehold. Where does Professor Deric get his questions?” “I believe he manufactures them himself.” Ezra, a guy who’d joined us during a few study sessions, said. I chuckled. My man was fucking smart and I was proud of it. Jack nudged me by the side and I scowled at him. “Wipe that fucking smirk off your face and stop being so obvious.” He whispered and I almost punched his arm. “It only obvious because you know dumbface.”

“You should try to hide your extracurricular activities a lot better. I didn’t do much to find out.” I swallow. I know her, she will carry on with her threat. She has done it before and she will do it again. Fuck. “I told you before; I’m not fucking my professor, you have no evidence on that.” She scoffed, “Yet, he pays for your exclusivity at that immoral house.” How did she even know about that? “Does not mean anything. Unless you have actual proof of us fucking, do not use him as a weapon.” “You really want to go down this road Roxanne-elizabeth? Do you know how many will suffer if you do? The immoral house and every one who works there, your professor who will never teach again, you and

What to do? "Vikas, see our new hot English professor." Anu pointed in the direction where he is standing. I also looked in that direction like an idiot, not able to control myself anymore as I was desperately waiting to look at him. He is ordering something at the counter and his thumbs are hooked in the pockets of his jeans. I just can't take off my eyes from his handsome face and his mysterious and intense eyes. The way his perfect pinky lips are moving, I'm just speechless.

I think I should really cancel the class today. Me: Wow, It means I'll get the reward now. My hottie Professor: No. I was just kidding. I'm not cancelling the class. I pouted sadly. Me: Why? My hottie Professor: Because I have planned something after college. We need time more than one lecture. I made O mouth. Me: Now you're increasing my excitement more. I'm getting so desperate to get my reward. My hottie Professor: I can vividly see this. Now let me make an announcement.

"Sorry, wasn't listening." She glared at me balefully. Actually, I knew through the darkening of her eyes that she was pissed. The rest of her face was set in that weirdly stationery mode. I bit my tongue to stop from commenting on her botox addiction. "What I am trying to say," she grits out, "is that your father has crossed some very powerful people in his quest for power. He conned Clearwater out of a lot of money and now he is back to take it all away from your father. He bought out all the other shareholders and now he is a majority shareholder with 55percent, and now he wants to be the CEO." Clearwater? That was the name of our mansion, and also the town we lived in. We owned not just

Doing things with style was, after all, the only way worth doing them. “I’ll give you five hundred now,” I said briskly. “The bank will wire the rest. I have unlimited credit there.” He hesitated, his eyes narrowing. “Ma’am, I can’t just… I don’t even know who you are.” I smiled, slow and sure. “But you know professor Dante?" Recognition lit his face like a struck match. The name carried weight everywhere in New York. But I pressed my advantage. “He is my guardian, trust me when I say you will get your money.”

"Our next item is a top-grade Energy Condensation Pill, which enhances the spiritual energy within one's body—for powerhouses seeking to elevate their realm and strength rapidly, this is an absolute treasure beyond price. I'll open the floor for three million dollars." Wanda, dressed in a purple form-fitting dress that shimmered with every step, held up the Energy Condensation Pill, its crystal-clear surface making it look like a flawless, precious treasure. "Five million dollars!" "Eight million dollars!" "Ten million dollars!" Its price continued to skyrocket. "I'll bid 15 million dollars! I want this Energy Condensation Pill, so I'd like to ask everyone to show me some respect and concede

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?