Fever Reader Novels & Stories

To his surprise, Reika suddenly pressed a palm on his forehead, blurting out in panic, " You are burning. Are you having a fever?" Radolf felt stupefied for a moment before he let go of her throat. With a sneer, he replied harshly, keeping a hand's distance, " You care? You care about whether I die or live?" Reika ignored his anger. She stepped forward firmly and held onto arms, asking repeatedly, " How did you get a fever? Werewolves don't get fever so easily. You should go to the healer now."

And right now, I feel like I’m dying. She crosses the kitchen, stopping in front of me and putting her hand on my cheek. “Jesus, you’re burning up.” She grabs the thermometer. “One-oh-three point four. That’s really high, and you’ve had a fever for over twenty-four hours. Maybe you should go into the ER or something. You could be dehydrated.” “I don’t need to go to the ER.”

He had been with Nancy! A mocking smirk appeared on Carol’s lips. When she looked away, Kieran came over to her with their key cards. “What are you staring at?” “It’s nothing. I’m just a little tired.” Kieran immediately put his hand on her forehead. When he sensed scorching heat coming from her skin, he scowled in displeasure. “You have a fever. Of course you’re tired.” “Seriously? I seldom get fevers.” In disbelief, Carol touched her forehead, only to come to realize that it was indeed quite hot. “Huh. I really do have a fever.”

Another G****e search brings me to a Wikipedia page or more accurately , a Quora page with the obvious discussion on 'How to get a fever overnight' . Bingo! ************************************** "Oh dear! You're really burning!" Mom had the palm of her hand resting atop of my forehead, feeling me up for a fever, which I currently had, thanks to the jobless perverts behind the walls of the Quora platform. I tried to act sickly, throwing in a few coughing fits here and there and a weak groan before sniffling back the snort that threatened to slide down my nostrils. A thermometer was fitted inside my mouth , under my tongue. Mom was staring at me with this maternal sympathetic look, raking her

What am I going to say? He frowned when Fuji and Raul Frey faced him at the same time. "You're sick?" Fuji touched my forehead. "Oh! You're hot!" I grinned. "Why, thank you! I was born hot, you know---" "No. Literally," Fuji said seriously. "You're hot as in... you have a fever!" Eh? I touched my forehead. Yes. It's hot. Alas, the dinosaur has developed a fever. That's why I'm dizzy. Rawr!

SARAH: (a⁠pproa​ching, touc​hing Ayan‌a’s forehead) “You feel warm. Le‌t me get th‌e thermometer.” [She return⁠s with the ther⁠mometer, takes AYANA’s t‍e‍mpe​rature. The reading ma⁠kes her⁠ freeze: 38‍.‍4 degr‍ee⁠s Celsius. F⁠ever. Af⁠ter eigh‍teen mo‍nths‌ of​ treatment, they know wh‍at feve​r means—possible infection, or wor‌s‍e. S‍A​RAH and AMON exc‍h​ange glan‌ces, immediate fear and familiarity.] ⁠S‌ARAH: “We need to call Dr. A​siim‍we. Now.”

I couldn’t stand seeing her like this—so vulnerable, so fragile. Her brow was slick with sweat, and her breathing became shallow and uneven. I pressed my palm against her forehead, only to feel a spike of heat. “Damn it,” I muttered under my breath. Liora moved quickly beside me, assessing the situation. Her face was set in concentration. “Her body is fighting it,” she said quietly, eyes flicking between me and Raven. The fever is high, but it’s not an infection. It’s just… her body reacting to everything.”

She walks over to the window and opens it wide, allowing the fresh breeze to whirl through my room. Nina stays by my side for the next hour until my parents enter with the pack doctor. ‘He still has the fever? There was nothing unusual about the blood results, which doesn’t help explain why he shifted early and why he has a fever. There has to be more to it, like something we can’t see?’ ‘Like magic?’ Nina says, gaining everyone’s attention. The doctor Reed pauses in thought for a moment. ‘Exactly like magic.’ He says. ‘I don’t understand,’ Astrid says

I cleaned her arms and legs, like I had done that day when she had a fever. Only this time, it didn’t work. Her temperature was still high. It almost seemed like the more I touched her, the hotter she got. What the fuck was going on? None of the books I read mentioned anything about this. Someone running on a high fever and not being responsive. I didn’t like it one bit. Thankfully, before I could start to spiral. I heard the unmistakable sound of a chopper. A breath of relief slipped from my tongue as I waited for them to get in.

PRETENDED FEVER. The blissful night ended with Claire waking up the next morning to Finn's feverish body. She felt something causing unnecessary heat on her body as she slept, and she couldn't help stirring awake from her sleep. She woke up to see Finn in her arms, slightly shivering and with pale skin. "Finn, hey, Finn." She shook his body which the fever had blessed with a high temperature. "Hmm." Finn groaned from his sleep and pushed himself closer to Claire's arms.