Doctor Who Valentine's Novels & Stories

Valentine Anderson drove directly to the hospital, having already called his personal doctor. Arriving, Doctor Steve was taken aback to see that the man who had just spoken to him on the phone looked different from the Valentine Anderson he remembered. "It's me, Steve. I need your help," Valentine said as he noticed Doctor Steve staring at him in silence. Though Doctor Steve was quiet, his mind was racing. He knew Valentine had been a bomb victim, and recent news reports had mentioned him, though Steve had dismissed them as baseless rumors. Now, seeing Valentine looking exactly like the deceased Pascal Willow, he couldn't deny the reality anymore.

My husband Christopher Lumiere succumbed to a deliberate overdose of sleeping pills. He was promptly rushed to the hospital, but was declared dead upon arrival—a lifeless husk. Emily Landon, his junior and the doctor tasked with saving him, failed to revive him despite her efforts. She solemnly passed me his official death certificate, heavy with sorrow. "He's gone, Yuna," she told me, anguished. "Please accept my condolences. I just need your sign here so we can send his body to the morgue."

I have endured that five years not being with you and I don't like to endure it again," Eliz said complaining. Vlahdy just smiled. He knows that he can't go there. It's not a place for him. And if only he's a pure human then he can go. And most of all he has a fake identity. "I'll think of it," he just answered. Then all of a sudden his phone rang. It was a text message from his private doctor Ralf. "Vlahdy can you come here to Summer Vale Hospital?" he murmured while reading the text messages. Summer Vale hospital is one of the most popular hospitals where doctors are intelligent, and it is where Jet works. "I'm sorry love, I have to go. Just rest first I'll call you tomorrow," he said whil

After calling Valencia five times and receiving no responses, Doctor Earl finally confirmed that she had truly fallen asleep, and his face turned red due to joy. At first, he was afraid that his plan might not work out, but in the end… Doctor Earl’s eyes that landed on Valencia were filled with intense love and obsession. His hands fell on Valencia’s hair, and he stroked it gently. “Valencia, it will be only you and me from now on. You will learn to fall in love with me just like I’m in love with you.” . . . . Ugh! Valencia’s eyes flew wide open, and she felt a headache creep in.

I could smell the expensive tobacco and the familiar, intoxicating scent of his cologne—the same scent currently trapped in my hair and on my skin. "You told me you loved me. Was that before or after you decided to sell yourself to the Valentis?" Enzo Valenti let out a low, amused chuckle, leaning back in his chair. "She has spirit, Frank. I’ll give her that. But a man cannot run an empire with a stray whispering in his ear. Tie up your loose ends." Frank kept his eyes locked on me, a muscle twitching violently in his cheek. "Jane. Walk out of this room. Right now."

Holy shit holy shit holy shit that’s Ethan Vale. Dominic noticed instantly. Of course he did. His hand shifted slightly on my back. “Valerie,” he said flatly. I blinked and forced myself to breathe like a normal human. Ethan chuckled softly. “I take it she knows me.” “Unfortunately,” Dominic replied. Ethan’s eyes moved to mine and he smiled politely, warm but curious. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Valerie.” I swallowed. “Nice… yes… hi.” Smooth. Very smooth Valerie. Inside my head I was screaming like a fourteen year old fan.

I didn't recognise the woman staring back. I set the phone face down,i must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, my phone was buzzing. Three messages from Sophie lit up the screen. Oh honey no,i am so sorry. You don't deserve this. Hey friend, listen to me. I know this sounds crazy, but there's someone I think could help. Remember I told you about my ex-husband? Vincent? He's a doctor now, specializes in women's sexual health. His clinic just opened last month. I know it's weird but he's supposed to be incredible at this. Very professional, very discreet. I can give you his info if you want.

I also imagined stretching my legs out under the table to rest them on him, using my feet to press and rub against him suggestively. The moment these thoughts surfaced, I realized I was having another episode. In truth, my condition was quite odd. For some reason, I seemed to be uniquely sensitive to male doctors. "Nora?" Dr. Morgan Lancaster had a very pleasant name. He was currently waving his hand gently in front of my eyes to get my attention. "What's on your mind?" "Oh, I'm so sorry!" My face flushed a deep crimson. I felt absolutely mortified. Yet, strangely enough, that embarrassment itself felt thrilling.

He tortures her, raised his hands on her and bothered her don't know how many times and she was still honouring him with respect. "Yeah, she did. If you don't believe me... Then why don't we call Valen here only! Valen, look who has come to join us on the dinner." The doctor informed and looked over the stair case that led to Valentine's room. It took me one hundred and twenty days... That means, two thousand and eight hundred and eighty-eight hours... Which means, one lakh seventy-two thousand and eight hundred minutes... And which further means, one crore three lakhs and sixty-eight thousand seconds... And that means, I successfully wasted crores of seconds just by spying you.

Who is this woman in his life? "Oh, hi!" Doctor Vina waved at me. Now I know why he is familiar to me. He is the medical student I saw with Raxon seven years ago. I can't be wrong. I noticed how Raxon removed the doctor's hand when my gaze moved over there. "Aren't you the woman who visited Mrs. Hudson? I guess, you're his son's girlfriend. Am I wrong?" Raxon's jaw clenched. I swallowed hard but his set of deep black eyes didn't leave mine. I caught a glimpse of Arci as he grabbed my arm. He was also looking at the two people in front of us.