Demon Slayer Nurse Novels & Stories

“The team will find something. They have to.” I swallowed hard and turned away from him, facing the nurse I had slapped earlier. She was standing by the door, looking uneasy, like she wanted to disappear into the wall. “What’s the nurse’s name?” I asked her, my voice colder now. “I think it’s Gina,” she replied hesitantly. “Gina Johnson.” “Good,” I said quickly. “Can’t we get her details here? I mean, what does she even look like?” The nurse shifted on her feet.

His eyes were shut, leaving it unclear whether he was sleeping or unconscious. Nyla felt disbelief wash over her as she took in how emaciated Harrison looked. She stumbled back. The nurse was about to ask Nyla again, since she wasn't responding, when Damon approached. "Mr. Sumner, she's been looking into the ward—" the nurse informed him but was interrupted. "Got it. She's my girlfriend," Damon said. The nurse's face registered surprise and a hint of disappointment. "Oh, I see… Well, I'll leave you to it then."

she swallowed, “he needs to be comfortable and alive.” I bit my lip and swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded, “I’ll do my best, that’s all I can promise.” I should be freaking out right now, but I’m not and that alone terrifies me, did accepting this bond, that obviously he didn’t give a shit about, make me numb to what other supernatural’s could do to me? She opened the door, and I followed her inside, her voice was upbeat as she spoke, “Cornellius darling, I’ve brought you a new nurse, she comes highly recommended by someone you knew, Alpha Caspian, remember him darling.”

She was thinking about what could have happened between us at that moment if the nurse hadn't come in. "It's one of the special powers that the Lycans are blessed with." "It's special indeed." She muttered, staring at the Nurse on the ground. "Is she hurt?" She asked. "No." The Nurse groaned then she raised her head. This time, the mischievous glint was no longer in her eyes. "What am I doing on the floor?" She groaned, adjusting her glasses. "Hello ma'am, someone needs your attention." I gestured to a very shocked Sierra who was still wondering what on earth just happened.

Jessica and Brad were right behind her, vicious smiles on their faces. "Give us your blood! A newbie's blood is the sweetest!" the nurse shrieked. Damien didn't even turn around. He just shot them a bored glance. Just one look. The ferocious nurse let out a bloodcurdling scream as her body started to smoke. "No... impossible... Who are you... Aaaaargh!" Her body disintegrated, dissolving into a puff of acrid green smoke. Jessica and Brad turned pale with fright, collapsing to the floor and trembling.

After everyone else left, Elias finally spoke up, “Do you remember anything about being asleep?” I shook my head, guilt rippling through me, “It’s like I was dreaming but I can't really recall anything.” Sighing, he went to speak but stopped himself when a nurse came in. She had long straight, thin black hair pulled up in a very neat ponytail. Her many facial piercings and various symbols all over her body were a slight indicator too that she wasn't just here as a nurse.

I snap my head up, locking eyes with Skyler, who is now in her Lycan form. “No… Savage, stop,” I groan, trying to pull away from the nurse's body. But it's futile; she's limp and lifeless in my grasp. I want to cry, to beg for forgiveness, but the hunger won't allow it as my body heals itself the more I drink. As the nurse's body slumps to the floor, I feel a wave of nausea wash over me. I trip over my emotions, unsure whether to be horrified by my actions or grateful for the sustenance I've gained.

The nurse, who’d been holding her breath, sighed in relief and approached. She cast a smug look at the guards, who reluctantly opened the door, and averted her gaze as she entered the room. Even in his calmness, Damien's aura was intense, the nurse shivered in fear when his expression became rigid and stony upon seeing her. His eyes, glaringly dark and filled with malice, scared her.

When I enter the building, a nurse rushes towards me. “Aysel!” I recognize her immediately. My heart clenches when I see her wearing the royal pack’s uniform allowed for nurses. It’s bitter melancholy. “I have a patient. Poisoned by nightshade.I think it’s been half an hour since the consumption,” I say instead of greeting her. She hurries to make way for me. I lay the man down on one of the empty beds. “Dr. Moran,” she calls. A young beta rushes in, around my age. The nurse, Hilda, my batch mate who almost never had any goal of joining any pack, begins to summarise what I just said. My heart fills with envy at the sight.

Damon came round to where I was standing and wrapped his hands around my neck and brought me closer to his chest. "That's the reason we need to see her. If she doesn't know that serving juice to a patient suffering from kidney failure is not good or that she forgot what illness her patient is suffering from then she's not to be called a nurse. Probably she studied more makeup in school than go to a medical class." The door clicked open and a nurse came running towards us. Her face was panicked with her full focus on Nate. "What's the problem? Has his condition gotten worse?" She rushed her words, her tiny hands feeling for his temperature.