Doctor Strange X Reader Novels & Stories

He tells me worried. "Don't worry, Dr. Steward, I won't see Dr. Mark in any other way than professionally." My words seem to relax him more, so he gives me another kiss on my lips and then leaves. I didn't know that Dr. Harry would detect something I can't see about Dr. Dustin. Will be real? Or is it just his jealousy, showing paranoia?

How could anyone say that there was something wrong with him? "I'm a doctor, and I can tell you that you really are sick. Do you often feel bloated, and do your back and knees ache? Do you often have to get up to pee at night?" Sebastian asked, smiling. "You… How did you know?" Xander was startled. "I told you just now. I'm a doctor. If this condition of yours persists, the consequences will be severe," Sebastian said, putting on a stern expression. "Don't lie to me! I've always been very healthy. I might just be a little tired recently," Xander said, looking dismissive.

Xavier got drunk and crashed into a pole, severely injuring his right hand. In simple terms, Xavier would never be a doctor again. He was lucky to escape with his life, but it wouldn’t be long before he was behind bars, paying the price for his reckless choices. Around the same time, I received a text from Eve. “Xavier is ruined. I’ll let you have him. Honestly, he was never the one for me anyway.” When I read her message, I felt an odd sense of disbelief.

Xavier asked his voice a little shaky. It had every right to be because he ass panicking. The fact that he had seen the foam spread out of the lady's mouth is enough reasons to make him fear with all his might, he was frightened in every sense of the word, and the more he tried fixing his mind on one direction, the young man felt like this world was truly getting the best out of him, which is just so awkward. The Doctor suddenly had an engraved expression on his face, it was a sign that everything wasn't alright, and at once, Xavier's attention was keenly placed on the man's own. There is no way that he could stay a moment without figuring these things out.

"I know, this will be the last time, I swear...but if Xavier's lying...let's say you have a lot more knots to get." "No." "Yes." Celeste huffed, leaning down to lay against his chest. "The only unusual thing that happened to me while I was with Xavier was my constant sickness that'd sometimes lead to dizziness or vomitting..." Zillon's hand climbed it's way to her stomach, settling at the bottom of it. "Then it could be that he really wasn't lying." **** *** A/N// I'll be out tomorrow...so I'm posting the chapters I wrote tonight...these were initially for tomorrow's update, but you got them early🥴❤️

I curse glaring at the wooden door. I turn to leave but stop when I heard coughs from the other side of the door. "Is that you Xavier?" I ask before slowly pushing the door open." Am coming in are you decent." Well I hope he isn't, the bad side of my mind hopes. Pervert. I walk to the bed, they was a figure wrapped in a blanket. "Oh my chocolate, what happened to you?" I gasp in shock. Xavier face is blue beads of sweats gracing his fore head as he shivers from under the blanket.

The door to the ward opened and the doctor walked in with a nurse behind him, they both turned to the door to see who it was. “I’m sorry for interrupting. Good morning sir.” The doctor greeted and Alex nodded in response before slowly standing up from the bed, he ran his hands through his hair as he stood on his feet, he looked so rough and sexy, that the nurse couldn't keep her eyes off him. Blakeley noticed this and she felt somehow mad. “Are you okay Mrs. Xanders? Are you feeling any pain?” He asked and she shook her head in response. Alex kept staring at her as the doctor questioned her.

“Please wake up Xander, I'm right here, just wake up." I whispered as I held his hand but he didn't move. “What is wrong with him, doctor? Why is he like this?” Dante asked and I looked at the doctor expectantly. "I really don't know what's wrong with him, especially why he's burning up so much. I've checked his system and everything seems to be alright.” The doctor said looking at Xander in confusion. My heart was beating so fast in fear and panic and as crazy as that might sound I was seconds away from crying.

His eyes, sharp and assessing, met Xavier's for the first time, and in that gaze, there flickered a recognition of the unspoken undercurrents swirling between them. "Relationship to the patients?" Dr. West's words cut through the tense silence of the sterile hospital corridor, his eyes piercing as they remained fixed on Xavier. The air felt charged and electric, with unspoken accusations and the gravity of the moment. Xavier's jaw tightened, a muscle flickering as he met the doctor's probing stare. Beside him, the absence of a wedding band was conspicuous; his hands betrayed no marital claim. "Friend," Xavier said curtly, his voice carrying an edge sharp enough to slice through the thick atm

Xavier’s mother had returned to his apartment to do laundry. After unbuttoning his shirt, Alice stepped aside. The doctor moved closer and leaned in. Tall and elegant, with sleek dark hair tied into a polished low bun, the doctor was beautiful. A little older, but definitely still a beauty. The doctor smiled at Xavier first. “Well,” she said smoothly. “Let’s check on our brave patient.” The doctor’s gloved hands pressed along Xavier’s chest—professional, but her gaze lingered. “Very good healing,” she murmured. “Your muscle density helps. Strong body.”