Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Novels & Stories

Skyler screeched to a halt, her face pale in terror. "Nom… Young girls taste the best." Ghost was licking the blood off his lips as he threw the corpse he had been holding with just one hand and grinned viciously. It was a girl just around seventeen, her expression frozen eternally in death after Ghost chewed through her throat. Seeing that she was not getting away, Skyler decided to talk and try to buy time. "Don't you see?! The power of the spiritron vein has consumed you!" That only left Ghost glowering. "And that's because your boss Torrent pushed me this far!"

One of father’s men is already turning his head to stare at Malachi. Malachi leaves, and once we’re alone, the Doctor turns to me. Now that i properly look at him, he’s handsome, but in that ethereal way. He’s not sharply handsome the way Malachi is. His eyes are a very peculiar shade of blue, almost bordering on purple. I look at them wistfully, “Your eyes are so pretty. Too bad you’ll have to pluck them out yourself soon.” Bridget made me practice intimidation. My father approved of it, and it seems to work because my new doctor buries his head in his hands and pulls his hair as he lets out one broken word, “Fuck.”

"I know I was sleeping on it! My question is, how did I get here? I remember sleeping in the bathroom while you, the claimed 'ghost' was here. And I also remember that ghost cannot touch, talk less of carry something or SOMEONE from one spot to another... so?" He smiled knowingly, "You seem to forget that I am also a demon. Basically, half ghost, half demon though the demon side is partially locked away, but I can still disappear and appear with or without something or someone."

He rolls his eyes playfully and shrugs. “So, about Sterling. The dude’s a ghost and he wanted to have you killed.” I shake my head slowly. “No, you don’t get it. It’s a curse.” I say. “A curse? Elaborate please, Ms. Rose.” Wesley crosses his arms on his chests and waits for me to explain. “I will back in two hours.” The doctor says. “No yelling, please.” He says this while looking directly at Wesley. He smiles a cheeky smile. The doctor leaves and closes the white door behind him.

’ My lips lift into a smile and I nod, before replying with a simple I know. ‘Please get it and bring it with you later or in the morning,’ he affirms that he’ll find it before cutting off the mindlink and going to the library. The ghost is story forgotten, thankfully. I hope to never hear it again. “Your highness, are you here?” I blink and focus my attention back on the doctor. She is watching me a little confused, she must have been talking to me for a while but didn’t get any response. “Yes,” I shake my head and try to look as normal as possible. “Sorry, I got a little distracted. What did you say?”

“Let me go, you have no idea who you are messing with!!” Ghost says as he struggles getting loose, each leg tied with some strong leather ropes to the end of the bed and so were hands, a doctor clearly covered with a mask and he could only see his eyes and it was clear he wasn't a good person at all from just the way his eyes looked, he looks around and everything in this room is painted white, from the walls to the white carpet on the floor, even the doctor’s clothes and equipments, the only colour that was in the room was that of his blood, dripping slowly in some sort of bowl, he struggles getting loose but the ropes were too tight, the wicked doctor keeps on preparing himself to do somet

She suddenly coughed violently, and blood trickled out of the corner of her mouth. "What's going on?" Micah asked accusingly as he grabbed Gregory's collar. He was very anxious. "This… this… maybe a vengeful ghost wants to take her life! I think that we'll need to do an exorcism for Ms. Stallone too!" Gregory's eyes rolled as he came up with a wild excuse. Kyle saw that Melissa was coughing up blood, and he knew that they were in trouble. While everyone's attention was on Melissa, he tried to escape.

I reached out and pressed the radio button on the steering wheel. My voice was cold, cutting through the static. "Mason Vale, do you see a ghost in your mirror?" I said coldly into the radio. Those words pierced straight through Mason's last line of composure. His car hesitated for an obvious instant on the straight. Now. I smashed the throttle down. The car tore through the air and pulled alongside him. Ahead was a chain of fast S-curves. Seeing that I was about to pass, a vicious look flashed through Mason's eyes.

"What we just saw is classified medical information about Miss Hart's condition. Anyone who speaks about this outside this room will be terminated immediately. Are we clear?" Everyone nodded, too shocked to argue. "Mary, with me. Now." Dr. Stevens grabbed my arm and pulled me from the emergency room into a private office. He closed the door and turned to face me. "What are you?" "I'm just an intern." "Don't lie to me. I've been a doctor for thirty years. I've seen a lot of things. But I've never seen anyone heal wounds with glowing hands through touch alone. That's not normal wolf healing. That's something else entirely."

"What is the unconventional one?" Dr. Aris wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, glancing nervously at the closed door before dropping his voice to a hushed whisper. "There are rumors, Mr. Sterling. Myths, really, whispered among the highest echelons of the global medical underground. There is a surgeon... an absolute ghost." "A name, Aris," Julian demanded, his voice a deadly, quiet rumble.