Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Novels & Stories

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.

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!"

For a few fragile moments I let my eyes close. The door opened without warning. I knew the man who walked in before he fully crossed the threshold. The recognition hit like cold water. Dr. Heyes. Not a doctor who had treated me here. Not someone from the hospital staff. A ghost from before everything—before the arrests, before the pregnancies, before Victor. The man who had cornered me in an empty consultation room months ago, who had put his hands where they did not belong, who had pressed me against the wall until I fought free and reported him. The board had quietly moved him on. Charges had been “handled.” I had tried to bury the memory under everything that came after.

The doctor continued, addressing the unspoken accusations hanging in the air. "I suppose you have a purpose for being here. Are you planning to report me or revoke my medical license? Is that why you've waltzed into my sanctuary?" The doctor's words dripped with a mix of defiance and curiosity. Richard, grappling with the shock of his capture, had inadvertently stumbled upon the dark secrets hidden behind the façade of a respected medical professional. The doctor's atrocities unfolded before him – a macabre symphony of patient murders at the behest of guarantors, unauthorized abortions carried out callously.

The doctor had finished sewing the opening of the corpse and was now making strange gestures with his hands on the body; as the spell increased in intensity. This curious procedure made Viktor's stomach turn. Every gesture the doctor made was burned into his memory. The incomprehensible words of the spell reverberated in his mind as if they were familiar.

Mindless of the fact that he was naked, he flew out into the hall and knelt down next to me. “What’s happening? I smell mandrake,” he said with urgency. “It was in her tea,” Megan said through pursed lips. “First the wine. Now the tea. I thought it might have been Angela doing it, but I guess I was wrong.” “It was the witchdoctor,” the ghost offered. “He knows a way in that you still haven’t discovered.” “Where?” Evan demanded. “Not now,” Megan hissed. “Help me with her.”

Doctor D is not a shabu user "Oh my god!" I covered my mouth and thought pretentiously. Maybe the Doctor is right. Pity his family. I felt the door of my room open and I didn't even face the door, I turned my back and I didn't seem to want to face it. He walked closer to me and I was even more scared. They said there was a ghost in the hallway entering the room. Usually the time you show up is past 12-3 AM sht! I just closed my eyes and started praying. Someone hugged my waist and called my name.

the sham doctor panicked. He was never able to do it in the first place, and now, they had even set a medical professional up to be his assistant. 'They are trying to set me up, right?' Noticing the hesitation, Chloe gave "Ghost Hand" a look of dismay. "I only invited you to play along in my act. I've never really expected you to cure me." "Ghost Hand" choked, left with no option but to agree with her. "I understand, but I hope you can pull a convincing show for them too."

“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.”

"Please lie down and take off your pants, sir. I'll do an examination," The Doctor said flatly while wearing latex gloves, then turned her body over professionally. "Are you read—" Luna stopped. Her eyes circled instantly. "Huh!? He... He is really my patient today?!" She thought. Luna blinked her eyes repeatedly, as if to make sure her vision wasn't playing tricks on her. "Ekhheem..." The man in front of him cleared his throat slowly, clearly deliberately.