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Professor Werewolf: A BBW Erotic Romance
Professor Werewolf: A BBW Erotic Romance
Professor Werewolf: A BBW Erotic Romance
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Professor Werewolf: A BBW Erotic Romance



Clarissa has always had a crush on her handsome professor, but knows that the relationship would be too forbidden for him to ever date her... or so she thinks. Little does she know that Professor Maxwell is no stranger to secrets, and has been hiding one that threatens not only his career but his life.



Clarissa finally takes a chance and goes for it, and soon she finds out just how recklessly her seemingly normal professor will draw her into his world and into his bed. The only question is... will curvy Clarissa be able to handle his incredibly dangerous lust for her or will she run away and retreat back into the world she once knew?

LanguageEnglish
Publisher25 Eagles
Release dateDec 25, 2017
ISBN9788826086255
Professor Werewolf: A BBW Erotic Romance

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    Professor Werewolf - Lisa Mulaton

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    Professor Werewolf: A BBW Erotic Romance

    Professor Werewolf

    A BBW Erotic Romance

    Lisa Mulaton

    Walking into class that last day was difficult, because I’d finally made the decision that I was going to tell my professor how I felt about him. Compared to everyone else I was a mature student - I’d taken a couple of years to travel Europe when I left high school and I thought it was one of the best things I could have done, even though it meant I was old. Almost all of my classmates were nineteen, while I was twenty. Two years was a long time, but Europe was fascinating and I knew I’d never get the chance to do something like that again, so I made the most of the time I had. During that time I met some wonderful people, took hundreds of pictures of places my parents would never see, and did my best to see all of the places I’d dreamed of going.

    Professor Maxwell stood at the front of the room, the way he always did, watching as we entered the room. I wasn’t the last one in, but I still felt his eyes on me as I walked to my seat. Of course that could have been my imagination. Sometimes I thought I felt him staring at me and when I looked up I’d find he was looking down at whatever it was he was currently working on. He said he was writing a book, one that he was going to self-publish when he was done, although he wouldn’t say anything more about it. When we found out about it he’d blushed, which made me wonder if he writes in an unusual genre for his gender... maybe he even has a pen name, so he can write romance and erotica without any of his students, or the faculty, finding out.

    Good morning, class. Today is your last lesson with me, unless you go on to choose another creative writing class. I hope some of you do, because you’re good writers, and I believe you have the skills to be able to publish yourself. He was very much someone who believed in self-publishing, although I knew several of the other professors disagreed with him, and they’d had an interesting debate in the middle of the cafeteria once. We’d all got involved in it -most of us were pro, but there were some people who truly believed self-publishing anything was a mistake. Do any of you have anything you want to go over before your finals?

    Several hands went up. Mine wasn’t one of them, because I’d helped Greg write his list, so some of the things I wanted to ask were down there. I didn’t think I’d be able to speak to Professor Maxwell without my voice giving up on me. Every time I

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