Dr Trager Outlast Novels & Stories

Anderson's behavior. "Anderson, why are you yelling at the poor girl so much? Yeah, they broke a rule and made a decision on their own but does it really matter now? In fact, because of their mistake, we are much closer to capturing Dr. Killer. And also that bastard is not innocent so in a way they didn't even break the law. " Mr. Gray tried to calm down Mr. Anderson and his attempt was successful. "So, where is Stefan now?" said Mr. Anderson after taking a long and deep breath and calming down himself.

“Yes, it includes the vehicles, because of the documents they found in the house. The auto dealers they contacted here and abroad, both confirmed that they were purchased by the same Cheryl Fyneface. The goddess had clearly not intended to kill me, but rather incapacitate me. I looked at Pastor Alozie, while the cold air from the air-conditioner blew on my battered face. “I can’t fail my late mother…not now or ever.” I coughed a little and Tarami begged me to stop talking. I knew Pastor Alozie expected the doctor to appear any moment inside the room. He looked at me compassionately, while Tarami tried to ease the tension with the next comment she made. “Our Government is very funny. They eve

Howard's eyes sparked with intensity. After the Ziegler family tragedy five years back, Talia had saved him, and an elder had whisked him away. He could not do anything for Ziegler's final affairs. He had figured no one would dare touch his foster family's funeral, thinking at best the cops would have done a basic job.

she gasped, her breath coming in heavy bursts. Lowering the gun, she glared at the thrashing man before her, her expression a mix of disdain and resolve. She felt a cold detachment. This was not just a confrontation; it was a reckoning. The man who had once tried to claim a paternal bond was now nothing more than a monster, and she was ready to sever the last ties that bound her to him. She watched him as he faced the consequences of his dark legacy.

to leave the house but she stopped him. I'm his tracks . "Your dad needs you, I got this covered I promise I would bring Stephanie safe, let me use this to make up for how I screwed up" she said "Alright, thank you for staying safe and if you ever need my help you know how to get me" he said and kissed her, not long after the pack doctor came in. "Ooh hi doc, thanks for coming on such short notice" he said "Your family seems to have enough drama these days, the downsides of mating with a human," he teased. This got Derrick really pissed. " Doc you are here to treat my father and not meddle in our family Affairs, you would not want me to report to the Alpha you know, ooh I forgot the Alpha i

After being diagnosed with heart failure, my adopted sister, Michelle Langley, and I are both hospitalized. But there is only one spot for a heart transplant. For three whole months, Michelle and I fight for that one chance of survival. A video of me confronting my parents in the hospital corridor over their favoritism toward Michelle is posted online. Everyone sees me as selfish and vicious, claiming that I'm willing to disregard family ties just to stay alive. The day before my surgery, my older brother, Dante Stone, comes to my hospital room. He stands in the doorway, looking visibly impatient. "Michelle is just 20 years old. Her life has just started. You've been sickly since you we

She wasn't able to process everything as her body turned over and under inside the car like a ragged doll. There was only the ear-splitting sound of the screeching tires and the shattering of glass all around her. The car continuously rolled against the asphalt, not giving her time to comprehend what just happened. She tasted blood in her mouth and felt a distant pain as if she's floating above her body. Then, nothing but eerie silence. The last thing she saw was his blue eyes, now painted with the dark red of his blood, staring into nothing. Just a pair of empty hollow depths. A deep sense of triumph swelled within her before she let the darkness swallow her whole.

I stood in the middle of the wreckage and listened in the silence. There were no footsteps coming from the hidden corridors. There were no whispered commands from the hunters who were hiding behind the walls. There were no breaths from the people who were dying. There was no heartbeat except for my slow one. The trap had been really clever. They had put charges under the stone floor with silver. They had carved symbols under the pews with consecrated sigil. They had hidden marksmen in the walls. They had used rumors to lure me in and they had used certainty to lure her in.

The arms holding me detached their self from me as I just lay on the ground unmoving as I tried to catch my breath, I was still breathing heavily, I felt people hovering over me looking down at me, but I was too tired to even open my eyes, my whole body was aching, I just couldn't trust this people yet, if I wanted to fight I had to stay awake, but that was becoming a problem as my eyes were so heavy, I kept fighting it but my resistance broke as the last thing I felt before darkness finally consumed me was that I was in someone's arm and my last thought being that I would wake up in heaven.

I drove my eyes away and head back to the bed. Though I am trying to avoid her, I am just pretending to do so since I am noticing every movement of her. She applied the antiseptic around her neck, opened her luggage and pulled out a red saree then moved to the washroom. I try to close my eyes to sleep but I can't. I had gone through the biggest quake ok my life which shook me from inside.