Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Novels & Stories

Ghost grabbed the other hand, and the remaining five fingers also fell to the ground. Marcus and Mark had lost the ability to speak as they looked on in fear. Ghost used a special technique and broke Layla’s limbs. She could not move, and the only thing she could do was scream out in pain. She wanted to faint, but the pain woke her up every time. Ghost looked towards the door and ordered, “Come.” A few men in white lab coats carrying unique briefcases entered. They looked like doctors, but when Marcus had a clear look at the badges on their chests, he was so dumbfounded that he ended up vomiting blood.

’ 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?”

“After that, Mercy refused to pay me. She abandoned me like I was trash. Then she hired someone else. Someone worse. Someone I hope you never meet.” I looked back at him. “They call him Ghost. He’s deadly. Cold. And not just in action. He’s the kind of man who drinks blood before a job. A real monster. He never leaves a witness behind.” His jaw tightened. I could tell he was trying to control his anger. “I know this is hard to believe,” I added. “But if you want proof… I’ll take you to her. To Diana. She’s safe. I made sure of that.”

“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.

No matter how fatigued I am, he was pleased to see me, and all I could do was sit back and listen to him exclaim his delight at seeing me! "Don't you think you're a bit of a needy person?" Simply put, that's all there is to it. " In spite of the fact that I complain and laugh at the same time, I still laugh in his face when he makes me appear to be in high spirits. If you ask the ladies, he is the most attractive doctor alive, and the great majority of his patients are females who pretend and insist on being sick despite the fact that they are not. Maybe flirting is a disease that needs to be cured in order to go away. He stared at me with a sneer before removing his shirt and hurling it in

"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."