Dr Doe Novels & Stories

“We’re even planning a little get together with the families who live on our compound to welcome him home.” “And I bet you’re looking forward to having the services of the prestigious Doctor Maisy Khe at your disposal to help him with his sobriety journey.” “Dolly, you have no idea. We are so excited to welcome her here.” I look at Milo who tilts his head and mouths ‘Tried to warn you.’ Then at the PR women who are scrambling to figure out what to say. They obviously didn’t know either. Eleven people. She’s coming to stay and bringing an entourage with her? Is this doctor Bronx’s girlfriend? I can worry about it later. We are about to talk about the Goddess Foundation.

When he saw the person in charge, the two of them went straight to the private suite where Madam Reid is staying. Director Young bowed to the Reid's while he holds the hands of the nurse that was in charge of Madam's medication. "This is Jane Doe, she's the nurse that was assigned for your medication at that time. We don't mean to offend your family but I've already spoken to Ms. Doe awhile ago and she told me that she wasn't the one who did this to you, Madam," he said to the Reid's. "Where were you when this happened to my mother?" Carter asked Ms. Doe.

The injury was from when he cut himself cooking a few days ago. I bought that bandage. It was cartoon-patterned, the kind he laughed at. And the caption read: "When it's true love, you can't wait to walk into marriage. In half a month, I'll be Mrs. Brown." I scrolled all the way down her feed. She was young, fresh out of university. It was Jason's newly hired assistant. They, too, fell in love at first sight. They knew each other for barely two months. Two months. That was enough to take her where seven years with me never had.

” “Right, Ms. Klein. You called earlier to confirm. This way, we have the best donors in the state. I’m sure you’ll find someone to fertilize that egg!” “Right.” I nod as she stands and signals us to follow. She’s overly enthusiastic, like those annoying gym receptionists at 5:00 a.m. I haven’t had coffee—turn the pep down, Becky. I chuckle as we walk through the hallways to a lounge. She tells us to sit and says someone will be with us soon. A few minutes later, a woman in a green suit enters. She smiles and approaches us. “Hi, I’m Harriet Stenet, your donor liaison.”

Dobson. After Mr. Dobson’s declaration during the small party hosted by Syrus’s mother for Georgia’s pregnancy, they had scheduled an appointment there and then to seal the deal at Syrus’s company. “Thank you, Mr. Dobson,” Syrus told the lead representative, knowing how important and big this deal was to him.

Eager eyes, oversized blazer, and a tablet pressed to her chest like a security blanket. “Hi, Mrs. Dole? I’m Dorris. I joined while you were away—interning in executive strategy. Mr. Powell asked me to walk you to his office.” I gave her a nod. “Let’s go.” As we walked, Dorris kept glancing at me like I was a rare species. “You’ve worked here long?” I asked to ease the tension. “Two weeks. But I’ve read your work on the Boston deal. It’s kind of legendary.”

"Don't back out when it gets tough." He warned, pointing a pen to her. "You're hired" "Thank you, Sir. I promise to do what you ask me to do." She smiled and grabbed her bag. "See you on Monday, Sir" She got ready to go. "I didn't ask you to leave my office, Miss Kim." The CEO said. "And, I didn't say you will start work on Monday. You're starting today." "B-But today is friday. I don't even think I can work with this ruined dress."

Don Daniels was a man who liked to surround himself with classy and sophisticated women. Dawn had only known the polished and vicious side of women growing up all his life. They might be soft and demure on the outside, but there were also thorns or poisoned barbs behind those pretty smiles. One could never be too careful around women as they have the ability to disarm a man.

Colleagues, friends, people I'd trusted once and One name caught my attention. "Dr. Elowen Meshack. She questioned Chen's protocols multiple times. If anyone would help it's her." "Where is she now?" "Still at Boston Memorial. Chief resident." "Can you reach her?" "I'm supposed to be dead, Frank." "Then resurrect yourself. Temporarily." He handed me a burner phone. "Call her." My hands shook as I dialed. Four rings. Then: "Hello?" I'd missed that voice. "Elowen. It's me."

I already had the feeling that she wasn’t going to get much sleep, but I’m glad that her exhaustion was the worst thing that happened to her. And, well, I needed to talk to Xander. I needed to thank Doe. If she hadn’t done what she did, well... I tried not to dwell on that, knowing that the mere thought of it would make me angry. Despite my threat to the worker that took Khloe, I doubt it would have gotten her out of that situation. Nor would the mark that was still on Khloe’s skin. Doe saved both Khloe and whichever vampire got mad at her. I felt Khloe’s hand grab onto mine as I turned to go do that.