Doctor Romance Novels & Stories

“Well, Rachel, the bathroom is down there, and the room is here. You can even take the clothes you want to wear with you to the bathroom, but I’m not leaving this room.” “Whoa, I thought you were a gentleman,” she said, rolling her eyes. I think rolling her eyes is a hobby. “Yeah, but not to the likes of you,” I replied, raising an eyebrow. “Damn you!” she said and walked off to the restroom. My mind drifted back to what John had said earlier. First, my mother, and now Sarah Eli? Who is Dr. Finn Rian?

I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

She opened the door, looked at the delivery guy who just spoiled the romantic moment she was about to have again. "Thank you" she said and quickly shut the door with the box of pizza in her hand. "You didn't cook dinner?" Dennis asked, walking closer to her as she placed the box of pizza on a table in her living room. "Yes" she briefly replied, still realizing what just happened but the thought alone delighted her so much. "Are you hungry?" She turned at him and asked him. To her surprise, she found Dennis standing so close to her that their nose met. Dennis' eyes were filled with desire for the woman he loves, deep inside him, he could feel the love in his heart growing into deep passion th

She asked and I turned "I'm doctor Lindsay , I attended to a patient a while ago she was bleeding.She called her friend Cassy and they seem to be in a hurry"The doctor said "Cassy,yes her friends name is Cassy .She has hazel eyes and her hair is chestnut brown.What's wrong with her.Why was she bleeding?"I said "This information is meant to be classified.Who are you to her"She asked "I'm her husband"I said and brought out my phone and showed her a wedding picture of I and Vida

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

And I have to pay my father a visit. “So is everything ok?” I asked, faking interest as Damien flashed me a sweet smile. Yes I called him Damien because we’re equals. “Yes,the ball is about to start fully, we’re going to dance I hope my beautiful lady knows her steps?” He asked as I contemplated on saying yes but thought otherwise. “No……I….I… wasn’t thought” I replied as he chuckled and pulled me to the dance floor. The soft music glided along with our steps as we danced gracefully. I could feel the angry stares of vampires and lustful looks from men but none of that is my problem.

“I’ve been telling her that. But this stupid girl is too in love with him.” The doctor’s lips twitched. “Well, can’t blame your friend. Ibarra is gorgeous. He wouldn’t get his title for nothing.” “Ugh! Can’t really understand them. Or maybe I really am blind for not appreciating his features.” Mira even rolled her eyes. “Uhm excuse me. I’m here.” I even waved my hand at them. “You talk about me as if I’m not existing.” Their eyes flew back at me. The doctor cleared her throat. “But not to make you overthink, Rebecca. I did see them together in the hallway earlier on my way back here. They were talking.”

Once in a while, my eyes shift to look at him but his face remains stoic. When it comes to the part where Darcy confesses his feeling to Elizabeth, I feel a movement beside mine. I look at him standing tall beside me, his hand reaching for both our plates on the table. "Do you want ice cream?" he asked in his deep husky voice. "Yes please," I said still looking at his rigid form moving away into the kitchen and my focus was back to the film playing. A few minutes passed and he was back with 2 spoons in his hand and a box of ice cream. He handed me the spoon and I muttered a soft thank you to him already digging the ice cream into my mouth.

He watched, unable to look away. The pain on my face was evident, even before the disfigurement. The beating, my hair being chopped off, my face disfigured, and my fingers broken—it was all there. Felix couldn’t bare to watch the whole thing as his body trembled and he froze. Darcy, seeing him shaken, thought it was her victory and eagerly explained, “This woman had plastic surgery to look like me. She snuck into the villa to try to seduce you. She even tried to paint like me and made a mess of the walls! She knew you hated sunflowers, yet she put them everywhere in the yard. Even worse, she claimed to be your legal wife… Felix, I want to stay and be with you tonight. I want to be your only

Romeo asked further. Not even the Doctor's assurance could take away the fear that had been deep inside of him. “Your son's recovery process is tremendous, I must say,” the Doctor admitted. He paused for a moment to increase the tension again. “So what are you insinuating? It's a good sign, right?” Romeo asked with keen interest. He hasn't felt interested in other situations like that before. Not even Dexter's situation could be compared to the tension the doctor placed him under. The only thing he wanted from him was good news and nothing more.