Dr Bright Novels & Stories

Natalie Jett's first love needs a mobile blood bank. But she's going to drain all the blood from my comatose younger brother due to me not arriving in time. I drop to my knees and beg her desperately. "Micah is already showing signs of waking up. The doctor said he'll die if you keep taking his blood. Take mine instead and leave my brother alone! Please!" But Natalie remains unmoved. She looks coldly at me as I kneel before her on the ground. "This is your punishment for being late. It's only some blood. What's the big deal? "Andy is severely anemic. He's the one who could actually die. Is your brother's life really more important than Andy's?" Ignoring my pleas, she orders her priva

The professor asks curiously. "Oh no! I am a sitter for the Dravens." I reply quickly. "Ahh the Dravens." He replies. Professor Hawthorn begins walking in the direction of Draphend Elementary and motions me to join him. I glanced at the man walking beside me. He has short, messy like, brown hair. He is tall with a better than medium build. I've never been able to get close to him let alone get a good look at him. He has a gentle air about him and seems very familiar but I can't place where from.

Kathryn Michaels is a country bumpkin with an honest personality. She's also a timid woman who tends to make careless mistakes at work. Just one glare can easily make her burst into tears. Chris Albert is the most well-known man in Harborlean. He's a cruel and bloodthirsty man with a penchant for brutal and inhuman methods. No woman dares to pine after him even though he's blessed with gorgeous looks. Unexpectedly, a woman actually manages to sneak into his room and sleep with him while he's drunk! Just as Chris scours the world for the mysterious woman, he realizes that his secretary is putting on more weight each passing day. With a dark expression on his face, he coaxes, "Tell me, Kathy.

Drake said, lifting a cup to him in salute. Two days ago, Drake sent a message to Brian. He expected Brian to arrive a few days later only for him to turn up unexpectedly the next day. Brian smiled and waved his hands, he said, “With our friendship, there is no need to be polite. What urgent matters have you summoned me here for?” Drake took a deep breath, then said, “I want the entire Darby clan to start cultivating.” As he said that, he fumed with rage at Darryl for the commotion he caused previously.

Bart explained from the phone. I glanced over at Drax, and it was difficult to read him. His face was all gloomy as it usually is most of the time, but I sensed a strange spark in his eyes. A latent spark that could be as a result of the little rays of hope that exuded Bart's voice.

Jack said. “Give me an hour and I’ll meet you there,” Charlotte said. Jack nodded his head and left the diner. An hour later, Charlotte parked her car in the driveway next to Jack’s car and walked inside the house. She was still panicking over the man’s words. Blake had only ever mentioned his brother once. “You said he’s alive but not okay when I asked you about Blake. Why isn’t he okay?” Charlotte asked him. Jack was sitting at the kitchen table where Blake always sat. “He’s okay in the sense that he’s semi-functioning at this stage.” Charlotte gave him a look and Jack sighed instead of smiling. “He’s at Chicago Medical undergoing surgery.”

"Come in, please," came Mr Bright's cheerful voice. Grace often wondered why he was always in a good mood. She walked in and took a seat in front of his desk. Mr Bright had always made her feel comfortable, so she had no worries of doing anything wrong when around him. "How are you dear?" He smiled, revealing his perfect white teeth. Mr Dwayne Bright was a handsome blonde man of thirty-three. Grace was often curious about his over friendliness with her. After all she wasn't worthy to be compared with the beautiful ladies like Giselle in the company, so why was he always taking out time to discuss and smile at her?

Alexander Vittorio POV I’ve been in Brooklyn, New York for three months, and it already feels like home. I love working with Viktor, and getting to stay busy helps keep the demons at bay. But at night, they stream back in. Driving away from the docks where a shipment of weapons came in, I stop at a red light. “I don’t trust Brayden Kelly as far as I can throw the man,” Viktor mutters from the passenger seat. We had a couple of meetings with the arms dealer over the past two months.

I immediately saved her number. Me: yeah sure. unknown: 9th XXX drive. I looked at the weather app on my phone to check if it was too cold to go, we were smack dab in the middle of October and if it was too cold then sorry. It was 56 degrees outside, I guess it wasn't too cold. Me: kk.

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.