X Teacher Novels & Stories

"Watching you handle questions about who you are for three years now. I learned from the best example available." She smiled, leaning into him. "They're going to ask harder questions eventually. About the threshold. About what they actually are, beyond simply being rare." "We'll answer those too," Xander said. "When they're ready, and as honestly as we can manage. That's all any of us can promise them." He met her at the school's opening ceremony, a young teacher named Wren who had transferred from a neighboring territory specifically to join the institution Liam had helped build, and found himself, for the first time in years, genuinely curious about someone who had nothing to do with Kia a

Warren and the male boss instantly kneeled on the ground. Meanwhile, the female boss also kneeled this time… “Teacher, please accept us as your students…” The three of them said in unison. Xyla chuckled bitterly. “I don’t accept students. Sorry…” Xavier shook his head helplessly. After that, he looked at Xyla. “Young friend, would you like to have a cup of tea with me?” Xyla nodded. “Mr. Warren… Mr. Colier, Ms. Colier, would you like to join us?” Xavier asked politely.

I said puzzling him, "Do you want that? Do you want to experiment elsewhere? Or maybe to do other things...” "We have done it in the bathroom too,” ,he growled, letting me go to cross his arms, "And our first encounters have been on that couch,” He pointed to his left. We looked at each other for a long time, I didn't know what else to say, I mean, why were we fighting? Alex believed that my cooking teacher was a jerk like he had been in his past, I was upset because he had trusted me to tell me something terrible he had done to be able to live with himself and I made him reproach him for doing it without knowing truly what he had been through.

He talked to me for a few moments before gesturing to Xavier who was back to standing behind me, surprisingly. “Have you met Xander?” He asked and I nodded affirmatively as I told him that I’d met Xander earlier and we already introduced ourselves. “Okay, that’s good,” He said, “Since you’re the leading student in the class and of course, my best one.” He said with a proud smile that made me feel a little gleeful. “Thank you, Sir.” I muttered politely. “Of course, dear. Also, yes, I would like for you to tutor Xander, he’s new and he needs as much help as he can get so he doesn't fail the class.” He added and my eyes widened a little in shock at the unexpectedness of his request.

Robert had ordered them to keep their eyes on Yasmine and always update her whereabouts without letting her notice. Xavier, however, had started his first class with the six home tutors he had selected. Not only did he not feel tired, but he found the class very interesting. His math tutor was a professor at Krontos University. He was impressed and excited to meet a genius like Xavier.

she asked, setting the magazine aside. Xavier sank onto the couch beside her, exhaling a frustrated breath. “I just overheard Zane and Alana,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “They were talking about some teacher—Bella Abram. Apparently, she’s the best thing since sliced bread, and I’m… a beast compared to her.” Calla’s eyebrows lifted in surprise, but her lips twitched with the hint of a smile. “Bella Abram? Who’s that?” “She’s their teacher,” Xavier explained, leaning back against the couch. “They were saying how sweet and magical she is, how she never yells, and how I’m…” He trailed off, his voice dropping. “How I’m nothing like her.”

“Oh, my goodness, Dr. Harrison is that you?” Tasha heard someone say in a deep baritone voice as she settled in the airline lounge, waiting for her flight to be called. Tasha looked away from her table. Standing there was one of her first students back in Cleverwood. He was in his final year when she started teaching there. “Parker!” she said excitedly. “Is this really you?” “Yes, Dr. Harrison,” he quickly corrected himself. “I mean, Professor Harrison, congratulations on your new promotion.”

Something even I wished I could be. Sasha walked in closely behind. She looked so happy and was trying to hide a smile and grin. If you knew a female who had been freshly sext and dickmatized, then it was Sasha. As usual, Mr Thomas was enjoying all the drama. He was a very unusual teacher, from coming to class late, giving out one sum and falling asleep right in front of us to spending countless lessons cracking jokes and telling stories. “So about the particular tests I had given out, I’m impressed by your performance,” he began.

Justin asked. "That is enough, that's not a nice way to welcome our new students. I know we have three scholarship student and another student who is not on scholarship." The teacher said, removing his glasses. He was a young man with full beards and a short wavy hair. "New students, please introduce yourselves and tell us a little about yourself." "I am Xander Andrews. A straight A student. A web designer, I am extraordinarily creative and competitive. I hate stupid people, and people who think too highly of themselves."