Fever Code Novels & Stories

Jenson walked to the bedside and shouted a few times, “Daddy.” Baby Robbie screamed, “Daddy’s face is red. He’s having a fever.” “Mm.” Jenson nodded as a cold ray of light streaked across his eyes. “I’ll go get some medicine for Daddy’s fever,” said Baby Robbie as he rummaged through the drawers and cabinets. Jenson let out a sigh. “Baby Robbie, Daddy’s not sick.” Baby Robbie doubled back. “Then why is Daddy’s face so red?” “Because he’s in… Heat. We’re not referring to body temperature here,” said Jenson.

I'm not important enough for her to rely on. After a brief wait, the doctor arrived and attended to Allegra's condition. Upon examination, he advised medication to alleviate her symptoms. Although he suspected a viral infection, he was concerned over her high fever, which had reached 104° F. It was imperative that the fever subsided within the next twenty-four hours, and told her to properly take care of her to ensure a speedy recovery. With any luck, she'd be feeling better by this time tomorrow.

And my heart fucking stutters. “You look worried,” I whisper, my voice hoarse. He doesn’t bother denying it. “Of course I’m worried.” Leaning forward, he gently presses the back of his palm to my neck and forehead. “You’re burning up. I think you have a fever.” “A fever,” I echo numbly. Now that I think about it, my throat feels sore all of a sudden. And my joints ache like I just ran a thousand-mile marathon. “Sorry.” I whisper, lowering my gaze.

“Hunter, Kayden is moaning, laying on the floor, how can I say, I don’t know how to say it right, he came back to normal.” Hunter is quick. “Ah! Got it, that’s great, let’s see how he is.” Hunter gets to the living room and crouches beside Kayden, he’s sweating, his lips are dry, he’s mumbling some words. I put my hand on his forehead and confirm what I was suspicious of, Kayden is burning in fever. “Hunter, he has a fever, it seems high, do you have a thermometer?” He goes to the bathroom and gets the thermometer in the first aid kit.

She put a hand to her forehead and felt a searing sensation. "Oh no, I'm running a fever," she thought. “However, I took medication. What's causing my temperature to persist? Teddy is entirely to blame. How could I have had a fever from getting wet in the rain if it weren't for his useless questions?"

Liora exclaimed, placing her hand on Caroline's forehead. "Mommy, you have a fever!" Liora gasped in alarm. Caroline was taken aback. She hadn't realized she had a fever but now felt dizzy. She reached for the drawer and grabbed an infrared thermometer. Liora leaned in to see. "Mommy, it's 38°C! You need medicine!" Caroline patted Liora's thigh. "Go outside, Lia. I don't want you to catch it if it's contagious." "Okay, Mommy!" Liora nodded and hurried out of the room.

“I’m used to seeing you acting impenetrable, so this feels…weird.” “Sorry, I put you in a weird position.” I snap back at him again. “Your back-to-back shot are entertaining though, but this is not the kind of reaction I wanted.” He says calmly. I don’t understand what he is saying but I remain silent. His hand falls on my forehead, feeling my skin and despite my aversion, I lean into his touch. “You’re developing a fever, you need to get out of your wet clothes.” He says gently. Fever…

I couldn't tell if it was my fever or what, but I felt real hot and clammy, though my whole body was quivering. "Cole, stop., stop." I pant, pulling back from the kiss. "I can't," I close my eyes, pressing my head back against the wall. Cole brushes his lips on my forehead and frowns. "Your fever is back. Come on." Cole says between breaths, scooping me into his arms as I cough hysterically. My chest felt like it was on fire. "What are you doing?" I croak as he carries me to the en suite bathroom.

"But that fever… it’s dangerous. We need to know what caused it." I hesitated, remembering the bottle in my purse. Reluctantly, I called him over. "Rowan, there’s something I need to show you…" I said softly. He stopped pacing and took a seat beside me, eyes wary. "What is it?" I pulled the small bottle from my purse, holding it out. "I found this under Liam’s bed, just before we left. It’s called Fervexin." His brow furrowed. "Okay…" "My sister used it as a child," I explained. "If taken in overdose, it can cause high fevers. It was her way of fooling our parents to get out of school."

Killian The fever hit at 2:13 a.m. exactly. I know because I was already awake, sitting in the dark, eyes locked on the digital thermometer clipped to Celeste’s finger the way sailors once watched the horizon for storms. The number had been creeping upward for an hour (101.4, 101.9, 102.3), each tenth of a degree a knife twist in my gut. When it flashed 102.8, I hit the call button so hard the plastic cracked.