Dr.st Amand Novels & Stories

A man in a white coat, elegant and in his fifties, approached us with a look of purpose. "Excuse me? Are you Elena?" "Yes...?" "I’m Dr. Marchand, the director of the clinic. Adrien called me three minutes ago. He asked me to personally look after you." I couldn't believe it. In the span of a thirty-second phone call, Adrien had already activated his network at the other end of the country. "Oh... thank you, Doctor, but it’s just a sprain. You shouldn't have troubled yourself." "It’s no trouble at all. Adrien is an excellent colleague; we’ve known each other for years. Follow me, we’re going to move your results to the top of the pile. We’ll get you out of here in no time."

he ordered. “Sorry Amanda” Drake apologized in his little voice. “But dad” he went on but was interrupted by his father's irritable responds. “I don’t want to hear it” “She was my mother too” Drake muttered underneath his breathe, making sure he wasn’t heard. “Well something tremendous happened to me at school today” Amanda said with a little smile on her face. “I finally get to play Miranda in TEMPEST!!!” Amanda exclaimed.

SANDRA He smiled. “I once followed you from the mall. The day I came to your office. I learnt you are the owner of the clinic, am I right?" "Absolutely correct. So you made mention of the increase in population, the last time we met and I needed to know why you said so." Armando, sipped his drink. "I visited this city last month and it happened that I needed to check all the organs in my body because I haven't done that before but because I have the money now, I chose to do it."

said Xavier as he checked Amore. Amadeus sped up his drive and focus his attention on the road. While the others are all busy giving out Xavier a hand. While Amadeus is driving, he didn’t notice that his hands are already trembling. If he could just make the car teleport to the hospital right away, he already did. “Amadeus, you need to calm down. You are almost driving at 150 kilometers per hour!” Drake exaggerated. Amadeus didn’t waste a minute arguing with Drake as he stayed focused on the road. He doesn’t know why he’s acting like this, and he doesn’t know why he got this bloodlust rising inside him, remembering that face of Amore’s uncle.

After taking a close look at Susan's beautiful, seemingly holy, good face, Amada timidly asked: "Who are you? Where is this? Why am I here?" Amada was half doubtful, half curious. She finds herself lost in a strange place, with no familiarity, no one close to her. "My name is Susan." The female doctor smiled and introduced themself: "I am your doctor. I am a good person, my husband is a judge, so you can rest assured." Amada's eyes flickered briefly at the word doctor. Does she wonder why she needs treatment?

Alexander mused besides me. “Don't do anything stupid.” “Okay mama.” He retorted and heat rushed through me. “What? Did I send ripples to your heart?” he jeered again. This man was just so testy. “You wish!!” We were still in the middle of our bickering, when Lexan approached us surprisingly. He beamed at me before turning to Amanda. “Mrs. Royales.” “Ohh!! You finally made it!” She gushed, giving him a full blown hug. “Meet my therapist, Dr. Lexan Wills.”

She held a tablet in one hand and looked at me with an expression that was terrifyingly clinical. "Vital signs?" she asked, not speaking to me, but to the air. "Heart rate 110. BP 90 over 60. Glucose levels critical," a voice crackled from the intercom. The woman nodded. She stepped closer to the table, staying just out of my reach. "I am Dr. Amani," she said. Her voice was smooth, educated, devoid of warmth. "I am the Head of Xenobiology for the State Security Department." "I'm hungry," I whispered. It was the only thought my brain could process.

She came back to her senses and went to open the door. A tall man with a white lab coat was standing outside the door. He was carrying a file in his hands and he had a polite smile on his face. "Hello miss Amanda. I'm doctor Martin. I know we have not had a chance to meet since your mother was admitted in this hospital." He stretched out his hand to greet Amabda. Amanda returned the hand shake with a smile on her beautiful face. "Hello doctor Martin. I have heard a lot about you since coming to this hospital." Amanda said.

I tune out as Chris keeps explaining, and decide to relax. I’ve been in a very uncomfortable position for the last hour, waiting for Chad and Ryland to successfully find the entrance for Nammy. I shuffle around for a bit before looking up at the moon and smile, realizing it's a full moon. Amanda and I met on a full moon. Out of all the possible ways I could have met her, I'm glad it was this way. Because after all this time spent on getting to know her, I realized that I would do anything for her. I hate killing people, and here I am, waiting for the signal to march into this mansion to kill anyone who gets in my way.

BHYRON “Mr. Macaulay, your wife is suffering from severe dehydration and heartburn. That’s why she passed out. However, we have it all under control. She’s been stabilized and should be discharged tomorrow.” I sit before Dr. Samantha, Chief Medical Practitioner at one of the top private hospitals in New York, my heart beating a restless rhythm against my ribcage. The past two hours have been hell. I thought seeing Amani injured and bleeding in that horrible room was a nightmare, but I nearly lost my damn mind when I was forced to stand back and watch them strap her almost lifeless body to the stretcher.