Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Novels & Stories

Azra said. “But your brother died years ago. How is it possible that he is here in the pack?” I asked him. This was truly baffling, as I had seen what watching his brother die had done to both of them. “Well, I'm sure it's just someone who looks like him. It's a mix-up, but the person insisted strongly that I meet with the doctor. Doctor Dexter. I would not have still been moved by that if not for that. I tried to search for Doctor Dexter's profile and found nothing on him. He is like a ghost.” Azra said, and he looked quite shaken by that discovery himself.

She stared at the broken window. The doctor sighed, "This is strange, very strange. I have never seen anything like this before. The parent's ghost came to check on their kids? This is so shocking!" He shook his head and cleaned his face with an handkerchief. The doctor went close to the broken window and examined it for a while, "This is strange, I don't know..how..how to describe what just happened. Since I have been a doctor, a reputable staff in this reputable hospital for five good years, I haven't experienced this..." He folded his arms, he was still in shock. "Hmm." Helen sighed and stared at the twins, the nurse had fed them. She cleaned them up, wore beautiful clothes on them and pl

“His pressure’s dropping.” “Get the OR ready, he’s not stable, he won’t survive another collapse.” “Where’s the blood match?!” “Find more blood, O-negative, we’re out of it!” “Then GET SOME!” someone roared. “You find it or I swear I’ll rip your spine out through your ass!” It was Ghost. He stood above me, face carved in steel. “If this man dies,” he told the doctor, “I’m cutting your fucking intestines out and feeding them to your wife.”

The man turned into a cloud of smoke and advanced towards her paying no attention to her threats. Taken by surprise, Geneva lost her footing and fell over. He immediately grabbed her hand, turning back to his human form. "Don't you dare, don't you dare let go of me," the tears that fell from her eyes were filled with bitter regrets. My mum, my dad, my friends, my life! At this point where her life was about to flash before her eyes, many thoughts were already flashing through. I haven't even tasted the best snacks that Canada can afford and this? Stupid ghost, I haven't even re-watched 'Merlin' to my heart's content. And, and *gasp*...

His voice was weary as he said, "Alright, get some rest now." As we lay down together, I turned on my side to watch him, taking in his eyes, his nose, and his lips. Suddenly, a voice rang in my head, shattering the quiet night like a thunderclap. "That's not the real Sebastian! He died three years ago!" My breath hitched as I bolted upright and scanned the room frantically. "Who said that? Who's there?" There was no response, only Sebastian, who was startled awake by my scream.

My magic hovered at my fingertips, ready to stop time at a moments— “Boo.” A scream ripped itself from me, cracking off the treetops. Damon and Ghost stepped from the shadows like two creeping grim reapers. Damon’s brows vanished into his hair, which hung over his forehead in sweat-damp waves, while Ghost grinned like a cat that got the cream. “Sorry,” he held his hands up. “I couldn’t resist.” “Fuck you.” I panted, then spun around only to find myself half a centimeter away from a distorted shadowy face. “AGH!”

Rosealba finally said—in a breathless whimper. “Mr Merikh.” the doctor’s voice rose above the air, breaking their moment of peace. This wasn't just a medical check-in again. It was a trauma build-up. It felt almost as though he had a front-row seat to the craziest love story in history. Drystan tilted his head backward. He had totally forgotten that the doctor was still standing there. Drystan shot the doctor a questioning glare. “Shall I ask the patient some questions?”He made a quick bow as he took a step forward.

the doctor replied with a strained calmness, nodding and beaming a smile before darting out of the operating room. Elena’s worry deepened as she glanced at the remaining nurses, their obliviousness adding to her apprehension. Minutes later, the doctor hurried back into the room, evoking a furrowed brow of concern from Elena. “What’s wrong, doctor?” Elena’s worry etched onto her face and various thoughts roamed her mind while her chest tightened and became heavier. “Do you believe in God and miracles?” The doctor’s smile softened his words as he looked at Elena. Elena narrowed her eyes, shaking her head dumbfoundedly. “No, I don’t believe in anything like that.” The loss of her parents had sh

His brows and eyes looked uncannily like mine. "Nathan? You're back! You've forgiven me, right? "They all said you were dead, but I didn't believe them. I knew you wouldn't leave me!" Like a child who'd been wronged, Helena sobbed and threw herself into his arms. But only seconds later, she pushed herself away and stared at him in confusion. "No, you're not him. You don't smell like Nathan. Get away from me…" She suddenly screamed, grabbing her glass and smashing it against the floor. "You're not him! You're not him! Get out!"