Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Novels & Stories

He groaned, burying his face between them, kissing and sucking like he was starving. “You’re so perfect,” he murmured against my skin. “So soft and full. I love every curve.” His fingers dug into my thighs, spreading them wider as I ground against the hard length of him through his pants. We were lost in each other, breathing heavy, when my phone rang. Unknown number. Ethan grabbed it and put it on speaker. “Enjoy your little doctor while you can,” the distorted voice sneered. “The crash was just the beginning. Stay away from Black and his family secrets or we’ll finish what we started.”

She asked, “Who is it?” Rowan smiled proudly. He bragged, “Listen up. The miracle doctor I invited here is the famous Medical Saint of Hell’s Gate.” Quinn thought she had heard him wrong. Chase looked bewildered.

The woman stutters and falls silent. “And from the looks of it, Mairi, you stupid fool, she’s still very much aware. That last dosage didn’t work. So get the fuck out of my sight before I do the dishonorable thing of ripping that last eye out of its socket.” Horror twists my stomach as Celeste turns her attention back to me, smoothing that eerie doll-like smile across her face. The slam of the door behind her echoes sharply, signaling the doctor’s exit. “Just kill me already. And be quick with it if it helps sate your dark mind. If it helps you sleep at night knowing you killed someone as powerless as myself.”

She looked up at him and he explained, "She's fine, Meagan. Just go get some rest." Christian and Meagan each put one of Jamie's arms over their shoulders and led him down the hallway toward the exit. They did not notice the wide-eyed janitor who had just witnessed the second most unusual sight he had ever seen. He had watched from a distance, peering through the door as el doctoro magically healed the bleeding woman with his bare hands. He saw how it drained the young man to the point of collapse. Now, he stood aside as the doctor was carried from the building while the young lady seemed miraculously healed. Juan Arriaga shook his head. "El fantasma!" he whispered. Once again, he had encoun

“This isn’t your fight.” “Everything is my fight when it involves you,” he replied smoothly, pushing off the wall. The shadows around him shifted ,alive with his dark power. “And I couldn’t let you ruin all the fun by getting rid of the good doctor here.” I glanced at Dr. Morrow. She was looking at me now, her eyes wide with fear “You don’t have to do this,” she said quickly. “I can help you. You don’t know what the GHC has been hiding—”

No matter what, he needed a logical explanation. Even though he was a despicable doctor that saw his position as an opportunity to fuel his evil plans of manipulating and controlling the population by treating them as random test subjects to choose from, driving them to the point of insanity knowing full well the demented effects of the various undeveloped drugs; accepting something as supernatural as the existence of ghost was beyond what his psychopathic mind was willing to tolerate.

The ID code printed beneath her name. Amara Georgia Musk. The ghost. The myth. The doctor who’d vanished off the grid after shaking the underground medical world with a treatment no one else could replicate. A miracle-maker they said. Or a devil in disguise. He’d heard it all. Spent years chasing whispers and buying dead ends. He thought she was a story people told themselves to feel hope. And she had been standing in front of him all this time… laughing, dancing, toying with words like the world was her chessboard. A girl with sharp eyes and sugar-coated lies.

An older man shouted in surprise. “Legend has it that the last generation of ghost doctors appeared during the twelfth century. The Immortal Doctor went by the name of Guilherme Extraordinaire. Several centuries had passed since then. Did Guilherme Extraordinaire leave a legacy behind? I thought his legacy disappeared long ago.”

When Natasha got in, her heart hurt, seeing her daughter lay on the bed weakly. "Mr. Dmitry, this is Doctor. Natasha, she was sent from our Legendary miracle doctor all the way from the West. I believe she can deliver, "Gem said. "This Legendary miracle Doctor of the West, how can I get to see her? I'll pay any amount to meet her," Dmitry said. "I already told you before, Mr. Dmitry. The Legendary miracle Doctor is overbooked in the west. She barely has the time to breathe. I'm afraid you may not be able to see him."