Manhwa Doctor Elise Novels & Stories

“You always thought you were better than the rest of us. Turns out, you’re just like every other desperate little omega. Pregnant. Alone. Waiting for someone to clean up your mess.” Aria didn’t respond. She wouldn’t give them the pleasure of seeing her react. But her throat burned. She turned to leave—then the door swung open. Dr. Mirren. The senior healer didn’t raise her voice. She didn’t have to. One look and the room shifted. “Elise. Lara,” she said, her voice crisp. “Unless the two of you are being paid to gossip, I suggest you find somewhere else to stand.” Elise’s face flushed. “We were just—”

Xander Pov Elise was there, waiting for me. " I miss you, Baby Wolfie. Are you still angry at your kitten?" Her voice sounded sexy, as if she was hellbent on teasing me. This was definitely another side of Elise. The one I know was always shy. I bite down on my rushing urge, all my exhaustion vanishing into the air. Her smile alone was worth more than ten aphrodisiac. " Elise..." " You don't have to be worried about me. Amma said I fainted due to exhaustion. I am perfectly fine now. I just miss you. I wanted to make it up to you. Are you still angry with me?"

Elena peeked out, holding the surgery plan, and hopped out from behind the nurse's desk. "Liam! "Look, I made this surgery plan all by myself. Make sure you use it later, okay?" She had turned her nice white coat into something tight and silly. It was covered in shiny clips that jingled like a Christmas tree when she moved. It looked really strange.

I wanted more, I’d be quiet if he needed, but god I didn’t want him to stop. Pulling back his hand, Doctor Ellis set back between my thighs and started licking and kissing my entrance again. I shoved my own hand over my mouth to keep myself from moaning aloud, even as he pressed his tongue into me. Muffled, moaning, I writhed beneath his attention, dying for more, unsure why or how I even got here but knowing that it felt so good. Pulling back, he kissed my thighs again, rubbing and warming them until I felt like putty in his hands.

“What are you doing..? He didn’t answer. He only leveled his gun at Lucien. Elise smiled again, satisfied. “You see, darling? I didn’t have to kill you. I just had to remind him who he really works for.” Lucien’s jaw tightened. “You brainwashed him.” “No,” Elise said smoothly. “I gave him purpose.” Lightning flashed through the window, illuminating the three of them caught in a perfect standoff—Lucien bleeding from an old wound, Ariella struggling against her ropes, and Elise watching like a queen at the center of her own twisted game.

After a few more moments, Carl and Selena wondered as their gaze explained it all. "And also, can Selena be excused for a moment?" Carl asked and Selena went out to bring more ice cubes. “Doctor, with all due respect, I doubt that Elise would want me around her now, we had a fight before all these happened.” he explained, and to his surprise, the doctor cackled, patting him on his shoulder. Carl wheeled his head sideways, to his left, as he placed his gaze at his shoulder.

After a few more moments, Carl and Selena wondered as their gaze explained it all. "And also, can Selena be excused for a moment?" Carl asked and Selena went out to bring more ice cubes. “Doctor, with all due respect, I doubt that Elise would want me around her now, we had a fight before all these happened.” he explained, and to his surprise, the doctor cackled, patting him on his shoulder. Carl wheeled his head sideways, to his left, as he placed his gaze at his shoulder.

Lucian responded hoarsely, not looking up. He waited until the sound of Ezra’s footsteps retreated, until the silence engulfed him again, before reaching for the slim brown envelope. The weight felt disproportionate to its contents. Slowly, he drew out the pages. They were a mess of typed lines and handwritten scrawls, medical terminology and a few names. Names. Names that weren’t supposed to matter anymore. But they mattered more than anything. One name stopped him cold. Dr. Elara Jensen. An attending physician listed on Isla’s chart. Yet… he had never met her.

His hands won't stop shaking. Eloise the powerful young seer sat on the floor inside a circle drawn in white chalk. Candles surround her—dozens of them, their flames barely moving in the still air. Doctor Owen had been watching her for hours now. One by one, Elder Isaiah's men dragged different doctors from different hospitals into the circle where Eloise performed her spell, placed her hands on each doctor's head, and peered into their past. Searching for the memory of how Annie’s IVF was carried out, what she looked like, and who the Alpha protecting her is.

Sera spread five of them across the table, each cracked spine revealing a different year of Elise’s war. Lucien leaned over her shoulder, brows tight. > “You think Maple was an alias?” > “No,” Sera said. “I think it’s worse.” She flipped another page. Then froze. > “Here.” Lucien leaned closer. Handwritten, Elise’s script wild and emotional: > “M still clean. Still invisible. Won’t let them drag her in. She doesn’t know what she’s worth. That’s the only reason she’s still safe.” Below it, a name: