Horror Nurses Novels & Stories

As I grappled with the dark reality, I realised that she was little more than a weapon in their relentless quest for control. After twisting and turning down several dimly lit hallways, we finally arrive at an open door. Beyond it, the rhythmic beeping of machines fills the air, echoing the critical nature of the scene. Inside, I spot Bianca, her expression a mixture of fear and anxiety as she gazes at the sterile environment. "I can't do this," she whispers, her voice trembling with dread. "We have no choice, Bianca. I need a nurse's assistance," the doctor murmurs, urgency lacing his tone as he stands resolutely in the chaos. "They're all dead."

His hands covered in scratches, the male nurse looked down at them and said, "Oh my goodness, she's truly wild. I didn't expect this. During the day, she didn't react to anything, but at night, she goes wild and screams." The female nurse, who had finished administering the injection to Keyara and tidied up the syringe, whispered, "But you're okay, right?"

They’re loud, disturbingly loud. “What happened,” I manage to whisper. “Her body went into shock,” one of the nurses answer. I stumble forward, a strained gasp leaving me. I stumble again. And again. Darkness takes over.

asked the nurse who replied, "Heart attack..."Darby, Katrina and Althea were in the Charnel House of the hospital."But these are only 30 people. How are we going to have 560 people?" Darby whispered to Katrina."Can we know the names of certain hospitals..." Althea was interrupted by the nurse who said, "You may find the dead people who are ready in their coffins to get buried.""How many of them?" Katrina asked curiously."200, probably..." replied the nurse."Too many people died in a day?" Althea's eyebrows were raised in astonishment."Don't you watch the news?" the nurse asked unaware.The faces of Darby, Althea and Katrina were blank."There was an accident in the factory...many people died.

Staffs immediately guide the patients. The horror worsen when they pointed their guns and shoot randomly. Glasses broke, walls were cracked, other nurses and patients got shot. The floor was pooled with bullets, shards of glasses, and bloods of people. Those men laugh with their heart's content. Seeing those people die in front of them is a very pleasant scene they ever wanted. They love hearing screams, woes, cries, and begging. They feel superior when people beg for their lives. Not until— Raven moved like a lightning. He doesn't want to kill, so what he did was he made those people kill their own mates.

I woke up, shouting loudly. I really felt scared and afraid. I mean, the last thing I remember was being on the field. Whitney’s humiliation. And then the balcony. Next, I see this creepy looking nurse looking at me. “Remain calm, dear. We’re not some kidney napping organization. I mean, even if we were, I won’t tell you anyway. But that’s not the point.” she strangely said. I could tell she was one of those sassy and expressive people, that made you had a good laugh.

"Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me? "Why did you stay alone in the house? With the evil blooming over you, Amara you thought you could stay at home? And you did not feel it important to consult me before you take your decision?" Alex blew a pique on Amara. For a few moments there was a pin drop silence on the other side making Amara more pensive in her present condition and after she felt like an age of waiting he finally replied. "I will be right back." And the next second the line went dead. A girl hardly around the age of ten dressed

the Police Inspector asked the driver, who now desperately longed for a shot of vodka, or a stick of cigarette. The two nurses almost urinated on themselves due to the fear that had since overcome them. Never in their respective careers had either of them seen anything like this. The nurses tried to say something but the words simply got stuck in their throats. “I drove down here, went inside the hospital and called the people I met tin there…opening the rear door, she’d disappeared.” “That’s impossible,” the Police Inspector muttered. “Is she a ghost or what?” The driver could barely control himself as he implored the Police Inspector to go and see things for himself. Inspector Dazel Anari

She shoved at Scarlet, shoved the bed, and they hurtled out of the ward...wheels screaming like banshees. The corridor blurred into a long, humming throat of antiseptic and alarms, and Mira pushed with everything she had, breath ragged beneath the lie of her male nurse uniform. Scarlet was a ragged, half-unconscious thing on the gurney, her hair matted, her lips stained with the tang of fear; the wolf inside her trembled and whined and wanted to tear everything down.

Jessica and Brad were right behind her, vicious smiles on their faces. "Give us your blood! A newbie's blood is the sweetest!" the nurse shrieked. Damien didn't even turn around. He just shot them a bored glance. Just one look. The ferocious nurse let out a bloodcurdling scream as her body started to smoke. "No... impossible... Who are you... Aaaaargh!" Her body disintegrated, dissolving into a puff of acrid green smoke. Jessica and Brad turned pale with fright, collapsing to the floor and trembling.