Dr Eggman Assistant Novels & Stories

, I told him, the desire for her and pissing him off warring within me. I heard footsteps again. Ryker walked in with another man. A bit shorter, carrying a brown leather duffle. The young King smirked at me as he introduced us. “Doran, this is Dr. Jamison. He’s going to help you use your words.” I looked at the man, whose eyes flashed from friendly to menacing like flipping a switch. “Let’s get started, shall we?”, he said as he set his bag down on the table next to the doorway and unzipped it before turning toward me.

He stood up and introduced himself according to Yuri's instructions, "She's my assistant After speaking, he quickly thought of a reasonable reason to explain in his mind, but saw Jadon Herme sneer and say: Undoubtedly, he is the Wu God, and the unnamed miraculous doctor is only assigned to his assistant as an assistant This special divine logic circuit! Jadon Herme turned his gaze to Ethon at this moment. The handsome looking man and child in front of him were particularly in line with his taste, so when shaking hands, he couldn't help but scratch in Ethon's palm. Ethon furrowed his brow lightly and immediately withdrew his hand. Yuri noticed Ethon's abnormality and asked with his eyes, 'Wha

I attacked, “tell me why I'm waking up to a ... .what do you call yourself again?” “Shadow assistant,” I referred Draven to him, since I didn't even want to utter those words again. “Enoch's job is to keep you and the baby you're carrying safe. If you have a problem with that, there's nothing I can do about that,” Draven responded. He was quite firm, it made me weak on the spot. “Does keeping me safe include giving me a bath?” “It includes any and everything you want to do,” he fired. “Now, if you would excuse me,” Draven turned to the door, “until you're sure my meeting is done, reach out to me when there's an emergency.” He walked away and didn't even look back.

Or was his wolf tearing open something long buried? “Drake!” The shout jolted him. Cassandra appeared from the corner, then she rushed toward him. She saw him fall to his knee. His eyes burned red, pain twisting through his face. She dropped beside him. “Drake! What’s wrong?” Her hands grabbed at his shoulders, shaking him. “Call an ambulance!” she barked at her assistant, who stood frozen The assistant jolted, fumbling with his phone. “O–oh, yes!” His fingers shook so badly it took him two tries to hit the right buttons.

Thump-thump. The van screeches to a halt. "We're here!" The doors fly open. Drakon jumps out with me in his arms. He kicks the glass doors of the clinic open. "Help!" he roars. "I need a doctor!" Nurses scatter. A security guard reaches for his belt, then sees Drakon’s face and steps back. A man in a white coat runs down the hall. Dr. Vane. He looks tired, gray-haired, but his eyes are sharp.

A quick one for sure. I stopped in front of Emerie, a long time assistant of mine, and asked her to connect quickly with an adjoining Brood. We would need their assistance to defend our territory when this attack came. She ran off quickly to send the message. While she did so, we went to find Drake. My senses told me something was off before I realized it. We came upon a completely unconscious man, limp in a chair. “He did not!” I seethed, poking and prodding him but feeling it before I touched him.

All eyes fell on him. After glancing at Cassian, Eric asked, "Who are you?" "I'm—" Cassian was about to introduce himself when an intern behind Eric beat him to it. "He's Cassian York, Dr. Watkins. He's a nursing assistant." "A nursing assistant?" Frowning, Eric asked, "What did you mean with your earlier comment?" Cassian quickly explained, "Dr. Watkins, for cases such as Ms. Landon's, there are still solutions available."

"A man is here to see you. He said his name is Sylvester." "Let him in." Anabel replied and dropped the phone. Mr. Sylvester walked into Anabel's office with a look of concern etched on his face. "Hey, good morning." He greeted. "Wow, Sylvester, you are here." "Yeah, I came to see you. Though, I'm hearing noises. What is going on?" He asked, noticing the IT director, Mr. Jenkins, pacing back and forth in front of Anabel's desk. Anabel sighed, rubbing her temples before she spoke up. "The advanced driver's assistant system is malfunctioning, and Mr. Jenkins here and his team can't seem to fix it. We have called some hackers, but none was able to fix it."

Drained. I sat in my swivelling chair, my gaze fixed on the laptop screen before me. I was done with work and could head home already, but something kept me still. Unmoved. A knock rang on the door. It did startle me, only a bit though. I raised my head, a frown etching on my face. “Come in!!” The door creaked and in walked my personal assistant. He stood tall, his face fierce and unfriendly. “I have done as you instructed sir. He's down in the dungeon already.” I smiled, quite sinister. Excitement mixed with evil. Such a perfect combo..

I growl low, “Dr. Moreno will be here in a moment. I suggest you exercise some patience before I sit your ass down for you.” Edgar sighs, “Alpha Aiden, I know you are an upright Alpha, but let’s not let our tempers get the best of us.” “Tell that to the little prick standing behind you.” I scoffed. As Heath is about to argue, I hear from behind, “Sorry for the delay. I had to access our new security system. It took me a moment to remember the steps. My name is Dr. Moreno. I understand we are in need of some medical records?”