Dr Gregory House Reincarnated Novels & Stories

The Laboratory, Gregory Lab Tech as it was often called, was his. As soon as he got his doctor of philosophy degree, he started his laboratory from scratch with a small building until it evolved into the large facility he was using now. Doctor Greg was a famous doctor in Mawood. Since the event of the disappearance and killings that had been happening recently, he had taken the time off to investigate all and had as well come to the conclusion that the bite he had seen on the neck of each person wasn't from just an animal. It was more from a being which was supposed to be extinct.

he continued, his voice taking on a note of caution, "I'm sure he's still in the city, right under our noses, plotting his revenge. This is Sergio we're talking about; we can't underestimate him." I couldn't help but smirk in response, a knowing look exchanged between us. Sergio was known for his cunning and resilience, and it would take a united front to ensure he didn't slip through our fingers again. Before we could conclude on our next approach to Sergio’s capture, alpha Aaron’s curiosity shot in as he asked, with an inquisitive smirk on his face, “alpha Draxler, let this be between me and you, but were you in any way responsible for that incident that happened twelve years ago? The one

Fall down on my bed ,sobbing. Krriiing ! Kriiing ! " Greg", I greeted still sobbing. " What happened to you?", he worriedly asked. "Greg", I said again and swallowed hard. "Melo", I blurted out. " What about that j*rk?", he flatly said. " H-he met us a while ago. He bid us goodbye. He is sick Greg ! He has leukemia, stage 3", I said crying my heart out. Greg's Pov

The man is strong, but when someone messes with his kids, he becomes deadly. “Mr. And Mrs. Thompson?” The doctor says as he walks past the double doors. We all stand up, and he looks at us with a sympathetic smile. “Cecilia is okay, and no damage was done to her brain. Do you know for how long she has been using drugs?” He asks, and we all shake our heads. I move my eyes to Greg, that is now standing next to me, biting his nails. He is a fucking great actor. That’s for sure.

Aiden’s brows furrowed. “Selene’s death didn’t end anything,” Greg said. “It started something worse.” He exhaled slowly. “When I returned…” his voice cracked slightly, “…I didn’t find a home.” Silence. “I found fire.” Aiden’s breath stilled. “The house was burning,” Greg said, his eyes distant now, reliving it. “Flames everywhere… smoke choking the air…” His fingers trembled. “I could hear her screaming.” Aiden’s chest tightened painfully.

“What's sad is I can’t blame her.” “I think you all have been through things that you were never meant to. Trained to be without feeling, so your masters could control you. But your masters have been gone a long time, you can begin to be your true selves again. To heal. And your relationship with Zana is a good place to start.” Gregor nodded. But, the humming continued. He was wound tight, and I wasn’t sure how to help him. “How did your master die? Was it old age?” I asked, changing the subject.

He gave us his name and built a home for us. But that was already in the past. “Katherine. Can I see you? Please?” I heard the torment in his voice and relented. After all, I still owe Greg something. After dropping the call, I went back to our old home and saw Greg, He looked far from the old Greg I knew. He was slumped on the floor with empty bottles of beer around him. A wave of pity rushed to me. “Greg!” I asked and dropped down on my knees in front of him.

After Lisa's voice fell, the bedroom suddenly fell silent. Mark's face suddenly froze, blankly looking at the pale person in front of him. His handsome face was filled with indescribable surprise. After a long time, the man hid the pain in his eyes, suppressed his emotions, and asked her in a low voice. "When did it happen?" Lisa looked at him guilty and whispered. “Six months ago, when choosing a wedding dress, I put drugs in your coffee.” She was listening to the doctor describe the toxicity of this poison, she suddenly remembered what happened before she was reincarnated.

" That's what I saw yesterday…André has changed his body so much that he created another consciousness in him…" Greg spoke calmly as I frowned. Suddenly, a body emerged from that of my grandfather and the latter fell to pieces on the ground. It was horrible to see. I quickly turned my face away as Greg stroked my head trying to calm me down. " Ah, finally free." I turned to this new voice to find who? Jessy? But how? I thought he was dead. " Hi, sweetie." No, but what is this mess

As far as he might be concerned, he actually felt like he was that humble urbanite skilled worker past his forties who's caught up with dealing with his little studio. That game changing evening, he just got together with his previous companions for certain beverages. How and for what reason did he awaken in Norton Lorist's body the following day? The humble studio proprietor was stunned and hysterical. Luckily, the body unto which his spirit had resurrected had been seriously harmed and couldn't move in bed for two entire months, giving him sufficient opportunity to reorient himself and acclimatize the recollections of the body's proprietor. What's more, given the first proprietor's contemp