Hogwarts Hospital Wing

Twenty three year old Carolina Dawson has spent her entire life being controlled. First by her powerful politician father. Then by the fiancé he chose for her, on the night before her wedding, she runs away. But she doesn’t get far before she is found by Adrian Moretti the cold, dangerous billionaire her father has hated for years. Everyone thinks Adrian kidnaps her to ruin her father. They are wrong. Adrian gives her a choice, Marry him for six months, and he will protect her from the man her father wanted her to marry. Because Adrian knows something, Carolina doesn’t. Her fiance is not just cruel. He is a monster. To the world, Adrian and Carolina become the perfect power couple. The glamorous billionaire and the runaway bride. But inside the walls of Adrian’s mansion, nothing is simple. Adrian is possessive, controlling, and full of secrets. He makes rules. Firstly, don’t ask about his scars. Secondly, don’t go into the west wing and lastly, don’t fall in love with him. But Carolina wasn't so obedient cause she breaks all three and swam into his life like a swan.

A one hot night with Doctor Remonise Doctolorez. Yhra Santos is a janitress at the public hospital, the first of Yhra's night shift will start, and that night. Yhra will met a doctor who will change her life.

While preparing for the SATs at the library, my brother is accidentally shot and injured, causing him to bleed profusely. I pass by this scene but turn a blind eye and quicken my pace to leave. This is because in my previous life, when I saw him, I rushed him to the hospital in a panic. He had intracranial hemorrhaging, and he urgently needed surgery. I quickly called my mom, the top neurosurgeon in the city, begging her to come to the hospital as soon as possible. However, she thought I was jealous that she had taken my adopted sister to the beach instead of spending time with me. She also believed I had fabricated the story about my brother's injury, and thus refused to return. By the time my dad and the rest of the family hurried to the hospital, it was too late for rescue efforts—my brother had passed away. The whole family blamed me for his death. They were convinced that I had deliberately misled my mom and delayed his critical treatment. When my mom returned from out of town, she lost her composure and pushed me down the stairs, watching coldly as I bled to death. After opening my eyes again, I had returned to the day my brother was shot at the library.

Upon hearing about my husband's surgery, I braved a typhoon and torrential rain, driving four hours back to the city. When I arrived at the hospital, my husband, Xander Gray, was lying on the hospital bed, calling out loudly, "I want my wife! Get my wife here!" His buddies around him joked about how his wife had him completely whipped. Everyone said he loved me to death. Blushing, I walked over with a happy smile and held his hand, saying, "I'm here." To my surprise, he shook off my hand in disgust and snarled, "Get lost! You're not my wife! My wife is Beverly Long!"

“I hate you for bringing me here! I hate you for forcing me to live among wolves when I'm the only human. They all hate me! I am a prey, a pet, a weakling waiting to be devoured. How could you do this to me?” I cried as I stared the Alpha in the eye. I had just tried to escape again, but he caught me as always. There was something in his eyes. It was rage. Possessive and protective rage. “If anyone makes you feel insecure because you're human, I'll make sure their heads roll at their feet. Nobody is permitted to hurt you. Because you're mine. My mate. My Luna,” he replied. *** For 18 good years of my life, my father has kept me hidden from the outside world. Everything I wanted, he provided... Except to interact with people and live outside the walls of my wing in his mansion. All of a sudden, one night, he wants us to leave everything behind and flee. Flee from what? He won't say. Until strange men barge in and the leader of them has the face of the monster who has plagued my dreams every night for a decade. And then the monster proclaimed me his mate and took me away from the world I’ve ever known.

THIS IS THE ENGLISH VERSION OF NIGHT SHIFT, BOOK 1 & BOOK 2 Yhra is a janitress at the hospital, a hardworking breadwinner of her family, until one night. The first night shift of Yhra will change her whole life.

“You think you own me because of your mark?” Celine spits.                                                                              Alaric cages her in, a dangerous smile on his lips. “No, little wolf. I own you because fate gave you to me.”                                                                                  Her chest heaves. “One day, you’ll regret ever touching me.” *****                                                                       Celine never wanted to be chosen. Claimed and marked against her will, she’s locked in the Alpha’s breeding wing, his prisoner, his possession, his future heir-bearer. But Alaric Varkas didn’t expect the fire in her veins. She isn’t a fragile Omega. She’s power wrapped in defiance, and the more she resists, the more he burns for her.                                                                               Hate. Desire. Bond. Nothing between them is clean, but everything is dangerous. And when her wolf awakens, her hidden bloodline threatens to tear his kingdom apart.                                                                         Enemies circle, rebellion stirs, and Celine’s greatest secret becomes impossible to hide, she carries his child. A child both feared and hunted, one strong enough to unite packs or destroy them all.                                                                                               Now Celine must decide: escape and watch the world burn behind her, or face the mate who caged her and rewrite the destiny that chained them together.

Happy 18th Birthday to me. I found my fated mate... cheating on me with my stepsister. Heartbroken, humiliated, and rejected, I made a vow. I wouldn't just cry; I would get even. In a fit of drunken rage, I stormed into the forbidden wing of the Pack House. I wanted to sleep with the most dangerous man I could find—just to prove I wasn't the weak omega my ex said I was. I found him in the shadows. Dark. Lethal. Possessive. I thought it was just a one-night stand with a stranger. A way to numb the pain. I was wrong. The next morning, when he walked into the pack meeting, the entire room fell to its knees. My ex-boyfriend trembled in fear and called him "Father." The man I slept with isn't just a rogue. He is Killian Blackwood—the ruthless Lycan King, and the most feared Alpha in the world. And now, he’s looking at me with hungry eyes. "You ran away this morning, little one," he growled, stepping over my ex to corner me against the wall. "But you can't run from this." He thinks he can claim me. He thinks I'll be his obedient Luna. But I have a secret. I'm pregnant with the King's heir... and I'm about to disappear.

My fiancé's junior colleague went around the hospital every day calling herself "the best girl". When a patient with acute appendicitis was admitted, she mistakenly prescribed laxatives instead of proper treatment. The patient nearly went into shock and died. After the hospital was reported by the patient's family, she simply smiled and said, "I don't even need a supervising doctor to prescribe medication anymore. I'm such a good girl!" On another occasion, she failed to order routine pre-op blood work for a surgical patient. During the procedure, a visiting senior surgeon was exposed and later contracted HIV. She actually puffed out her chest and said, "Even if everyone had to stay up all night helping me save the doctor, I'm still the best girl!" I protested more than once and urged my fiancé to dismiss her. He refused every time. He brushed it off with a laugh, saying "this good girl" just needed time and experience. Then, a prominent patient was transferred from a military hospital for surgery. She secretly tampered with the medical records, switching the pathology findings from the left lung to the right. She even revised the surgical plan, recommending removal of the patient's completely healthy right lung. Luckily, I caught the mistake in time, restored the correct pathology report, and performed the surgery successfully. After the patient recovered, he asked for our team to be recognized. To my disbelief, Elena Bakers ran to my fiancé in tears. "I wrote the entire report by myself! All by myself! I'm the best little girl! "Why do you always take credit away from me? It took so much courage for this little girl to be brave just once! "You're all horrible!" Elena stormed out of the hospital and was struck and killed by a car on the spot. My fiancé did not say a word. However, on the very day I was appointed hospital director, he produced falsified evidence accusing me of altering records and causing multiple medical accidents to advance my career. I was arrested, tried, and sentenced to death. As the verdict was delivered, he looked at me with unmistakable satisfaction. "You'll never make up for what you owe Elena. Not in this lifetime." When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Elena altered the surgical plan.

Connor Lockwood abandons me at the hospital's entrance even though I'm bleeding in the middle of my pregnancy. He insists on sending his client, a divorcée, home. The blood flows down my legs, but he hurries off without another look back. He should've been at the hospital and by my side, but instead, I see him in his client's social media update. It's captioned, "Thank goodness for my wonderful lawyer. Do you know who gets to have hangover soup when they're drunk? Me!" I spend the rest of the night wide awake. The following morning, I calmly dial a number. "Dad, I've made up my mind. I'll return home in three days to take over the company."