Deku Doctor Novels & Stories

Duke buttoned his shirt and wore his tie before he softly responded, “A friend of mine is coming to Sea City today. Come back early. I’ll arrange for the both of you to meet.” “Is he an important friend of yours?” Adina asked. “Do you have to purposely arrange for both of us to meet each other?” “You’ll find out when you see him.” A smile formed across Duke’s lips. His “friend” was a doctor whom he had asked Blake to locate. The doctor was partially skilled in witchcraft. Duke suspected that the people from Hestia Border had put a hex on Adina. Even though he did not believe in witchcraft, the presence of witch doctors pushed him over the edge. Perhaps, the existence of certain things could

He feigns embarrassment as he slowly takes off the long white coat in almost cinematic slow-mo, and I roll my eyes as the hostess practically squeals. “Wow, you must be such an important doctor! Thank you for your service, Dr.Duke.” I want to jump up and scream, “No, he’s an optometrist, not a medical doctor. Not the kind of doctor who’s been on-call 24/7 due to the pandemic. There’s a difference!” But of course, She doesn’t say anything and lets her continue to fawn. “No problem, honey. I don’t mind making the sacrifice for my country, and really, the people of the world.”

She cleared her throat before answering. “Y-yes, Alpha. She needs some fresh air, and we highly recommend that, so Luna won’t feel so stressed out…” The three of them nodded. Luca and Finn shook their head in rhyme as they knew what was happening now. Only a fool didn’t see how red the doctor’s face was when she realized that half-naked Declan was there. “Fine.” Luca nodded and back to his position. “Get me one of the wheelchairs here after you finish. Also. We want to tell you something.” He got serious and the doctor nodded nervously.

It wasn't any business of mine. Asher nodded, backed away. With one last look, he shot me a wink as he pushed the other men out in front of him. A tall man with white hair, almost the same color as my own, walked in behind Sunshine. He was as light as she was dark. "Kiema, if you could introduce us, please?" the doctor asked. Kiema. That was such a beautiful name. "Sure. Scarlet, this is Atlas. He's our resident doctor. He keeps all of us healthy, happy, and well," Kiema said, a quirky smile on her face.

He in fact did look like he was just as worried for me. “Ms. Sienna,” he began softly, glancing between Dante and me. “You’re stable now, but there are some things we need to discuss about your health.” The room grew still, the kind of silence that wraps itself around your lungs and squeezes it. My heart pounded against the machines monitoring me, and I held on to Dante’s hand like it was the only thing keeping me from floating away. “What is it?” I whispered, barely able to find my voice. The doctor gave me a long, measured look before speaking.

“They want a joint sponsorship deal for next season.” “And?” “I haven’t responded yet.” Luca looked up. “Something about their financial history feels off. I’m still digging through their foundation records.” Matteo nodded once. “Keep digging.” Right then, the hospital room door opened again. A doctor entered alongside a nurse carrying a tray of medication. The doctor, a tall man in his late forties with silver-streaked hair, smiled professionally. “Good evening, Mr Devereaux.” Matteo looked unimpressed immediately.

Waiting. The doctor showed up then as he came running. He was on the heavier side with his pants buckled above his belly button. He had a plaid shirt tucked into them with a while doctor’s coat over it. Dr. Kein was a great doctor. “They filled me in, already.” He said taking deep breaths trying to catch his breath. For a wolf, he sure is out of shape. “What do we do about it?” I asked nervously but firmly. I have to keep it together.

Many of them had transitioned into renowned life coaches and had ventured into various business enterprises, particularly my foremost adversary, Kalixo Montenegro III. A lump formed in my throat. "I've long held suspicions about Kalixo's father. When someone approached me for a deal, I deduced it was his father. It instigated a perilous game, further complicating our predicament. This contest became a race to apprehend me, with the victor promised a reward. However, it was all a facade. Deokwa's mental faculties have deteriorated; he attempted self-administration of the new formula. His cognitive faculties are now profoundly distorted."

answered Dewa in a hoarse voice. "What is the name?" asked the doctor in a low voice. "Dewa, doctor." Mrs. Zeza answered the doctor's question. The nurse touched Ms. Zeza, politely, she asked Ms. Zeza, not to come along to answer when the doctor asked. "What's the full name, Mas?" asked the doctor, again! "Yunan Ardian Dewangga." Hearing the answer from the Dewa, the doctor nodded his head. Reading the book that was brought, then assisted by the nurse, the doctor then examined Dewa, with lips still smiling pleasantly.

Trying to stand up, my legs feel wobbly but I manage to grab onto a chair before I fall and I turn my head. There, sat Austin Dechart with a smirk on his face and I could feel my blood run cold. "Hello principessa. Long time no see."