Dr Miranda Bailey Novels & Stories

She always does that when she lies. “Okay—” He stared blankly at her. They were both quiet. Miranda let out a relieved sigh as she stepped off the lift on the second floor. “It's good to see you again.” He nodded in response to what she said. Eric followed his wife rather than going to see his friend. He was astounded when he saw her enter a room. The name plate on the door was that of Dr. Harold Levi's, PsyD. He remembers the doctor well, as he met him at the party where Miranda came back into his life.

How could she accept a man who had slept with another woman? She massaged her temple and muttered, “I need some time, so wait for my instruction in the next few days. Also, do something about Charmine.” Did that idiot Charmine want to marry into the Bailey family? Hah! Once the Bailey family found out, McKenzie would not even need to lift a finger to get rid of her! “Okay.” Miranda nodded and typed away on her phone. The midsummer sky turned gloomy after a gust of wind, as though downpour was coming. Someone lurked around the Bailey mansion as they waited for the opportunity to take photos.

“Miranda.” A tall lady walked through the door, dressed in a simple semi-formal dress and holding a small black doctor bag. “This is Miranda. She’s going to need some of your blood.” Demeter said, gesturing to the lady. “Take her blood? Why?” Alaric asked the question before Layla could muster a single word. “Do you have a problem with that?” Demeter asked, furrowing a brow.

The very next day, Miranda set out for her agreed visit to the fertility doctor, acting like she was going for a walk. She didn’t let her mate know about this; but made sure to carry protection along with her, two of her most trusted guards, along with Simba who led the way. “Are you sure she’s as good as you say?” Miranda asked him as they headed there. “Absolutely sure. Madame Henna knows her work better than anyone. I’m sure she’ll be able to tell what the problem is with you conceiving.”

Doctor G****e paused. He handed the envelope that contained the test results to Mervin. " Congratulations, Mr Brooklyn. "Doctor G****e.." Miranda called out. She walked towards the doctor and stood before him without batting her eyelids. "Tell me, how much were you paid?" Dr. G****e slightly smirked. "Am sorry Miss Miranda, it would have been a false result only if Dr. Spencer had not tagged along" He said. Miranda gave Doctor Spencer a questioning look. She wanted him to say something, anything that would prove Doctor G****e wrong.

RAINE POV "Good morning," a male voice says as my eyes adjust to see the room I'm in. Well, tent I am in... Where am I? "Who, who are you," I manage to ask even though my throat feels like I just survived three months in the sharara dessert. "My name is Dr. Bayle. You are in Riverstone and under my care. Your Sister Miranda is also in this realm. The two of you were attacked in the wee hours of the morning. Your mate brought you here to make sure you were safe. Don't worry, I mindlinked him. He will be here shortly," the doctor explains, and my eyes feel as if they left my head.

The serious tone of her voice made it impossible to judge whether she was friendly toward me or hostile. A nervous smile flashed on my face as I replied, "By all means, go ahead." "Great!" she exclaimed, excitedly clapping her hands. "I'm Miranda, by the way, Doctor Miranda Corbyn. Aren told me to examine you." I didn't miss the hint of intimacy she added to her voice while saying my contracted fiancé's name. That raised many questions about Miranda's identity. She called Aren by name, and her directness toward me caught me off guard. She knew my name and didn't bother with formalities. She worked in Aren's private medical facility, and yet she didn't seem to be an ordinary employee. How wel

“He was keeping her sedated for God knows how long–or why. Fucking sick, sadistic bastard.” “I’ll call around for a new doctor if you can stay tonight to help with Penny.” Bailey nods, her eyes still locked on the floorboards. “I actually know of another doctor who lives here in Hahnville. She works in New Orleans, but she goes to church with my mom. I’m going to go into town and see if she’s home.” “Okay,” I say, watching as Bailey rises and walks to the door like a ghost. She pauses at the door, her fingers curled around the knob. “I think you scared her a little. You look like Penny from her youth, you know. That’s all.”

Miranda is actively involved in her children's lives, mostly specially Terry’s life - encouraging his dreams and providing him with every opportunity to thrive. In addition to her business prowess and maternal devotion, Miranda is deeply committed to philanthropy. She uses her wealth and influence to make a meaningful impact on society, supporting various charitable causes close to her heart. Whether it's funding education initiatives, championing environmental conservation, or advocating for social justice, Miranda endeavors to create a better world for future generations.

So now here he was, lying buck naked with hot wax all over his legs and privates. “Just lie still, Miranda, you’re almost 18 and old enough to get a bikini wax since you’ve been ignoring down south for a while now. I only hope you are bathing properly.” The masseuse was as gentle as she could be as she pulled away strip after strip of thick blonde hair. At least Nigel knew Miranda was a natural blonde. “Fuck that hurts!” Nigel cried. “Miranda, watch your mouth.” “Sorry Mother.” “I hope Dr. Taylor is worth the money because you’ve been swearing a lot for the last couple of weeks,” Mrs. W let out.