Female Gynecologist Queens Novels & Stories

I am scared I have never been out of home. If somehow Adriano reaches me, I won't be able to look him in the eyes because I failed at one job he always wanted me to excel at, staying home. The doctor turned out to be a gynecologist and she surveyed me completely, asking me several personal questions like, "Are you sexually active?", "Did your husband ever forced you to make sexual relations with you?", "Are your kids healthy." I was so uncomfortable answering those questions.

I’ve never wanted to make it official with anyone, well, except Adriana. Even when her stupid, incompetent father had tried to marry her off to me. There wasn’t really confirmation since the wedding never happened. And all the other episodes. We didn’t get married. She hasn’t been given an official title. Now that would change. Tonight, she’ll be the woman on my arm which everyone is curious about. And soon, she’ll be known as my wife. The Lycan queen. My queen. “Let go of me,” Adriana snaps through gritted teeth as she pulls away from my hold. Or should I say, attempt to.

Who'd have thought an over-excited witch could accidentally set her own house on fire? Harper helped Wyatt straighten his tie. He touched her face gently. "I'll be back before lunch." Harper nodded. "I got an email from the clinic; they confirmed today's antenatal checkup." Wyatt had brought the best werewolf gynecologist from the East Coast, Dr. Mary. Harper didn't know what terms Wyatt had offered, but moving a medical practice from the East Coast to the West Coast sounded like a big deal. Wyatt picked up his briefcase. "I hear your thoughts, puppy." He slapped Harper's backside playfully. "I promise I'm not abusing any power here. Mary has just opened a new private clinic in King City. He

“I’m pregnant. She promised me that the pup was healthy. That’s why she wanted a private area to do an exam. I probably need to see a doctor soon to make sure that I am healthy after what they had done to us there.” I sent a mindlink to one of our resident OBGYNs and asked if there were any appointments available for tomorrow for someone new to the pack. We had an OBGYN on call at all hours of the day and night. We had four. Their schedules were arranged so that they would not deal with burnout. “I just set an appointment for tomorrow at noon with an OBGYN. Dr. Fern is one of our best doctors. I’m sure that Ziyah wouldn’t mind going with you if you wanted.”

The cabin in the Catskills was silent, save for the hum of the satellite uplink. Isabella Voss sat in the rocking chair, a blanket draped over her knees. She was seventy-three years old. Her joints ached when it rained. Her eyesight was blurring at the edges. But her vision was perfect. She looked at the tablet in her lap. On the screen was a profile. Name: Sarah Jenkins. Occupation: Sonographer, New York Center for Reproductive Medicine.

I hailed a cab and gave him the direction of the clinic, When I reached the Clinic it was fully packed with patients. Most of them were pregnant women and their husbands or boyfriends. I felt alone among them. I slowly walked to the receptionist. "Hello, Miss, how can I help you?" said the receptionist with a genuine smile. "I had an appointment with Doctor Safian. Can you please check it for me?" I requested her. "Sure, your name?" she asked looking at her computer. "Kylie Johnson," I spelled my name to her. She searched through her computer and turned back to me with a sad smile.

I couldn't help but think of what the gynecologist would be like. After clearing up the kitchen, I headed back to my room to get ready. I couldn't help but think about the upcoming appointment. The gynecologist needed to be on my side and not disclose my secrets to Ethan. I didn't know how I would manage it, but I had to. I picked up the ID card from the bed where I had dropped it and scanned through the details. Dr. Remi Laurent - MD, FRCOG, Specialty Registrar in Obstetrics and Gynaecology, Riverview Hospital

“I can recover, right?” “We will do our best,” Glen replied calmly. “Please come today at one in the afternoon, after lunch.” “Which department?” Arin asked quickly. “At the Obstetrics and Gynecology clinic, commonly referred to as a gynecology specialist,” Glen explained. “You will be directed to a special room later.” Arin fell silent for a moment, then it sounded like she was holding back tears. “Thank you… I was really desperate.” “Don’t worry,” Glen replied. “Come on time, alright?”

– he joked. I walked out, laughing and feeling grateful for the way things were going…even the ones I felt were getting out of hand. I practically ran out of Perrone at 4:30 pm to be at the appointment at the Women's Clinic, which I knew where it was, but had never been. It was a huge building, which only treated women, with gynecologists, obstetricians, ultrasounds and everything related to female care.

I wondered what happened to the third girl. As soon as I peered inside Ameera's consultation room she exclaimed, “A-ha! Just the right person we need right now! Bennedith, meet Doctor Roberts. She is one of the best surgeons in New York and could quickly help us with your appendicitis—” She introduced me and I plastered a smile on my face as I proceeded into the room, watching the middle-aged man fidget on the consultation bed. A frown pulled the skin on my forehead as I studied him quietly.