Internet Of Things Class Mga Nobela at Kwento

!! Mature content 18+!! "Shhhh..... Take it like a good student" Those seven words changed everything. Isadora Mor is in her final semester of college, coasting through classes, avoiding her parents’ high expectations, and silently drowning in boredom. But beneath the surface, Isa harbors a secret she’s never dared to say out loud—a craving for control, punishment, and submission. Enter Professor Theodore Ashford. Brilliant. Respected. Off-limits. He’s the youngest dean in the university’s history, known for his cold stare, brutal grading, and lectures on the psychology of deviant behavior. When Isa enrolls in his class, their worlds collide—and what begins as academic interest spirals into a dark, obsessive game of power and desire. She wants to obey. He wants to break her. But crossing the line comes with a price neither of them is ready for. Rated 18+ | Contains BDSM, taboo dynamics, and explicit content. Read at your own risk.

Celeztine Dior is a tourism student at one of the Philippines' most prestigious universities. Everything was fine until her father became ill and she required a large sum of money for his operation and daily medications; she couldn't afford to lose her father. Celeztine was known as being a demure and modest woman in class but she'll turn herself into another lady they didn't expect her to be, she'll become the mistress of a well-known Governor in the city, no love, just money. Zeus Lincoln, the famed drop-dead gorgeous snob architecture student, is the man who controls her heart. She made a mistake by allowing him to date her; she underestimated how difficult it would be for them to be together, especially when she discovered that the guy she genuinely loves is the Governor's son. What if Zeus discovered that Celeztine is his dad's Mistress? Will love triumph or will he succumb to his hatred for her?

While I was seeing patients in my clinic, Ellie Wilson, the most beautiful girl from my college class suddenly rushed in and dropped to her knees in front of me. "My dad has early-stage cancer. Please, you have to save him. I know you're an expert in this field." Out of kindness, I agreed. Then she begged me to front the cost of the surgery, saying her family was poor and she would repay me in installments once she started earning a salary. I agreed again. However, the day before the operation, her father, Sebastian Wilson, died in the hospital room. The police stormed into my office and arrested me on charges of murder. Faced with what they claimed was irrefutable evidence, I couldn’t defend myself. In the end, I was sentenced to death and died in prison. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Ellie knelt before me in my clinic.

When the results were released, my stepbrother, Dylan Anderson, conspired with our class teacher and accused me of cheating. When they presented the two examination papers with the exact steps written out, I was rendered speechless. My biological parents forced me to admit that I cheated to protect Dylan’s reputation. Then, they forcefully sent me to a mental asylum. To cover up the scandal, the Anderson family told everyone that I had gone insane. They left me to suffer alone. I finally escaped, but died tragically in a car accident facilitated by Dylan. When I died, I finally learned that the phrase “blood was thicker than water” held no truth. It was no match to Dylan’s lies. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the past. I was in the examination hall again. I handed in four blank examination papers. I wanted to see how they could accuse me of cheating if I scored zero on all papers.

My roommates booked a New Year's Eve light show table—five hundred per person—and started urging me in the group chat to transfer the money. I quietly sent a screenshot of my account balance. "You guys go ahead," I wrote. "I haven't even scraped together my tuition yet." They replied with a string of mocking "haha"s. Our dorm leader, Giselle Murdoch, even posted on her social media with the caption: [The first step to crossing class boundaries is distancing yourself from people who kill the mood.] Just after midnight, they sent me a photo from the light show and said, "Too bad you're not here." I frowned, confused, when my counselor's call cut in—her voice tight with urgency. "Did you invite your roommates to the light show? The organizers said they never even checked in! They're missing!"

Dante Cruz looks untouchable star quarterback, all muscle and tattoos, the guy everyone either wants to be or wants to have. But his grades are tanking, and if he fails one more class, football won’t save him. Eli Summers never expected to room with him. Eli’s a lit major, more at home with novels and coffee stains than roaring crowds. He’s blonde, silly, always running late, and his painted nails drive Dante crazy in ways he can’t explain. What starts with late-night tutoring and bickering over laundry turns into something else something hotter, riskier. A kiss in the wrong place. A touch that lingers too long. Suddenly, keeping boundaries feels impossible. But the campus is watching. Rumors spread fast, and Dante has everything to lose if anyone finds out. Eli has to decide if he’s okay being Dante’s secret or if love this strong deserves to be seen.

I had been secretly in love with my childhood friend for nine long years. When we finally got married, my family and friends thought I was the happiest person in the world. After I became pregnant, he used the excuse of "helping an old classmate" and invited the most beautiful girl from our class into our home. During the worst of my pregnancy, when nausea and exhaustion hit hardest, he took her to the hospital, made crafts with her, and watched sunsets with her. He even had the guts to accuse me of being small-minded and petty and acting like a bitter, jealous wife. Only then did I realize that it was just my foolish fantasy that I lived my dream of marrying my childhood sweetheart and had a happy life. I let go of the love I had for him and of the future I thought we would share. Now, however, he was the one who regretted it.

Laura Walker was forced to marry an old man by her mother so that her bride price could be used for her younger brother's wedding. However, Laura felt that she should be in control of her own life.Her blind date didn't go as planned. Instead, she ended up getting married to a stranger.The two of them had undergone a flash marriage and planned on setting guidelines so that they wouldn't disturb each other's lives. However, Laura didn't expect the man to cook for her, put her to bed and force her to call him "Honey"."Honey, I want a kiss.""Honey, I want a hug."Laura had thought that her husband was just a normal working class, so she had planned out their future in detail.That was until she realized that her husband had a garage full of luxury cars.Not only that, her husband looked identical to the richest man in Empfield!

Moving into a new school, Vivienne Alfonso thought she had escaped her miserable student life. But she was wrong. Things get worse when she entangled with Raylie Zaico. He was the famous hotheaded king of Titans—the most popular boy group in Brixton University. And what’s makes things more complicated was Raylie started to like her, while she likes his friend named Thore. Will she end up winning Thore? Or will she end up falling into Raylie’s bursting charm?

Ever since I was born, Mom had loved making promises she never intended to keep. When my elementary school teacher said I had potential for advanced math competitions, she beamed with pride. "Caroline Fisher, you're amazing! Whatever tutoring you need, just say the word. I work hard so you can spend however you like!" However, she could not even cough up the 50-dollar class fee. Instead, she turned around and enrolled my two-year-old sister, Hailey Fisher, in premium preschool enrichment classes. I ended up eating plain meals every day, scraping together the class fee from my lunch money. When I got accepted to Vanford College, the best school in the country, Mom grabbed my hands excitedly and promised, "I knew you'd make it big! Tomorrow, we're throwing a big party to celebrate!" But the next day, she locked me in the house. Meanwhile, she rented the city's most luxurious banquet hall for Hailey, who had dropped out of middle school. She stole my acceptance letter and bragged to everyone at the party, "Hailey is so gifted, she got into Vanford College's gifted program at 13!" After her endless bragging, everyone believed that I was slow and useless, while Hailey was a prodigy. I gritted my teeth and pushed through until graduation, finally landing a job I actually wanted. Yet, after my pre-employment medical exam, Mom suddenly grabbed my hand tightly, her gaze determined. "Caroline, don't be scared! Cervical cancer has a really high survival rate! Even if it costs every penny I have, I'll be right here fighting this cancer with you!" Then, she turned the corner into the stairwell and burst out laughing with Hailey. "Finally, we can dump Caroline, that burden! She actually thinks I'd help her with treatment? I wish she'd hurry up and die!" When the doctor approached to discuss surgery details, I waved him off with a cold smile. "Cancel the surgery. Hailey's the one who's sick, and I have no obligation to worry about her!"