Athena Valentini Nurse Novels & Stories

"Where are they?" I raised an eyebrow and forced a smile. It's hard to communicate with the doctor. "Athanasia Del Russo," the secretary was nervous, and someone called and accompanied me to the floor where Thana was lying. "Ma'am, what's your agenda? Because–" I try my best to keep all of my patience, but it just runs out fast, especially when the person I'm talking to makes a fool of me. "I am one of her friends. I just talked to her a minute ago, after I came here. Do I still need to tell Athanasia that her secretary is blocking me at the bottom?" She looked away and left me in front of Thana's office.

So I gave the order. "Find the nurse. The one who handled Valentina’s test. I want her flown in. Protected. Isolated. Paid." "She may not cooperate." "Then make her afraid of the right man." ---------------------------- Valentina! Yes! She didn’t know I was watching. She stood with one hand on her belly, the other on a blade she thought was hidden beneath her silk. She was ready to kill him. So was I. But I wasn’t going to give her war. I was going to give her vindication.

She was breathing violently, thanking the Moon Goddess that it was only a dream, at least the last part of it. Sadness swept over her from all angles, followed by anger and hopelessness. Then Xavier flashed in her thoughts, and she realized he was her silver lining in all of this. She promised herself that as soon as she became Luna, she would orchestrate her revenge. The door crept open, and a slender omega glided in. Athena sat up in bed when the lady entered. "Oh my, I didn't know you were up yet,” she spoke, startled. “I'm Valerie, and I'll fetch you some breakfast. What do you want?” she asked.

Moments feel like hours. Jaxson's body burns with anguish as both he and Fenrir feel the light she ignited wither away. "Valerie-… Just a little longer. Please!" Jaxson words fall into a desperate plea, refusing to believe this is it for her. But it's hard to accept that when her lips, skin, and hair are all frozen. Her body is still. Inert. Dead. She's dead. "V-Valerie," Theia whispers. She falls to her knees beside her head. Neither acknowledges the flock of Harpies watching them.

The shift in her eyes was instant. “And who,” Valentina said, her voice dripping with disdain, “is her to speak in this family’s business?” Maya froze. My blood iced. Cristiano snickered under his breath. Valentina stepped closer to her, tilting her head. “A nurse? A caregiver? Or something else?” My heart pounded. Maya didn’t look away, but I could feel the sting in her silence. “Enough.” My voice thundered louder than I meant. All eyes turned to me.

These questions kept swirling in Valentino's head until he didn't realize that the nurse had called him into the examination room. "Mr. Aditya Putra," the nurse called. Valentino was suddenly shocked after realizing that he had been called several times but did not answer. "Yes- I- Me." The nurse just shook her head in annoyance. "Please come in, sir!" the nurse said. "Okay." Valentino went straight into the examination room. "Good afternoon, Sir. How is it?" a female doctor asked who was quite beautiful and also young. The doctor's age was most likely not much different from Valentino himself. Valentino was amazed by the doctor's gentle face before he remembered that his purpose in coming h

VALENTINA looked up when the door of the doctor’s office she was in, opened. She was currently in the Luna Valfari General Hospital, the nearest hospital where their event was held. Her personal doctor who was working here let her used her office as she went outside and help. Kirsten ‘Kit’ Hanks, her executive assistant came in along with Petros Ducali, her head of security. Both of their faces were grim and she felt her stomach tightened again for whatever news she was going to hear from them.

I paused for a while because even though I knew her name, I didn’t know her precise age. “Her name is Valentina Chandler, but I don’t know her age, she should be in her late teens, she is a classmate of mine,” I explained, the nurse typed the information on the computer screen but she shook her head at her colleague. “Ethan Lords has been paying her room quite the visit.” Since Ethan was very popular, mentioning his name should aid her, the nurse's eyes brightened up immediately, she then searched through her computer probably for some important information.

She fell to the floor when her legs began to feel too weak to hold the weight of her upper body. The doctor stoop up and moved to her. He held her. "Miss Caitlyn?" He called, but Caitlyn kept on laughing. He removed his phone from his back pocket and dialed a number. "Come to my office with two nurses this minute," He spoke into the phone and flung it to his table. He tried to help Caitlyn to her feet, but his effort was futile. She wasn't laughing anymore, but she didn't appear normal either. Her eyes focused on nothing, her body was stiff, while her tears didn't stop pouring. Another doctor and two female nurses ran into the office. The doctor holding Caitlyn breathed a sigh of relief.

I found myself staring at it longer than I meant to, as if the sight of the keys could pull a memory from whatever part of me still remembered a life before collars and contracts. “Serena.” Helena’s voice pulled me back. She stood near the front of the room beside the instructor, whose name I had already forgotten. The other girls sat in rows, some pretending to pay attention while others watched me with the kind of curiosity that felt like a small, sharp blade. “What?” I asked. “I am sorry, I zoned out.” Helena raised an eyebrow. “You were staring, and I believe that you know that ‘zoning out’ is not allowed.”