Naughty Nurses Novels & Stories

I had to go to the bathroom, and by the time I returned, the door was wide open, and whoever had been inside was gone. They must have snuck out while I was away. After my rounds, there was little left for me to do, so I decided to go into the break room and play some games on my phone to pass the time. I was so engrossed in the game that I barely noticed when the door opened. I glanced up, and there she was—Veronica Adams, the nurse. Veronica was attractive, with a figure that turned heads without even trying. Even in her nurse's uniform, there was something bold about her dressing. The fabric hugged her curves like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination.

"That won't do. This is a toast to the future Mrs. Fitzgerald. What would be the point if you two drank instead? Are you trying to play the role of concubines, like in ancient times?" Someone sarcastically insinuated that the nurses were trying to hook up with Caelan, making laughter erupt among the crowd. The nurses, who had only recently started working and had never encountered such a situation before, blushed with embarrassment and quickly waved their hands to deny this. "No, no, that's not it. How could you say such a thing?"

the first nurse asked, oblivious of the second nurse’s implications. “Tsk, tsk. She probably spread her legs,” the second nurse replied. “She’s clearly beautiful, scarred face or not.” I looked down the other side of the hallway, where Beta stood watch. I signalled him with a glance, as I could tell he’d been listening in on the nurses’ gossip session, too. Beta stepped forward. “You two,” he said, motioning to the nurses, “come here.” They quickly obeyed, not wanting to anger anyone on the Alpha’s team.

She forced out of lips and pushed her hand out to the man, " I'm Ollie Clan, the nanny," Ivailo didn't move a muscle. He just stared at her like he was seeing dirt. His rigid face was expressionless. Ollie tried to maintain her smile. Perspiration slid down her cheek. She gripped her bag on her side to keep herself calm. She couldn't blow this. This was her client. All she needed to do was be amicable. "I'm an associate of the Werewolf-Human Integrating Program, you must have heard about it right?"

Therefore, she should be cautious. The employee looked at the computer for a few moments and replied: "Sorry, ma'am. The patient has already been released and transferred." "Damn." Natasha thought, now it would be harder for her. Giovanni’s house was not an easy ground to enter. The hospital was a neutral location. The Mancini home was not. ----- Natasha returned to her hiding place to reorganize herself. She wore only a robe and held a glass of wine. The purple liquid moved inside the container and the woman had not yet digested it.

Crazy as it was, I didn't care. That's when I hired Nana. She's not only a nanny but she has a nursing degree and specialized in pediatrics. Savannah was reluctant at first, but she warmed to the idea after a while. If we were to ever need extra hands, I wanted to introduce that person into our children's lives as soon as possible and not later in life. I knew before the boys were here I'd want more children and it wasn't but a few years later Savannah was giving me another little baby boy. The boys love Nana like a grandma. She fits with our family and even babysits for my dad and his wife's kid from time to time.

And his red hair, which looked curled from what I could see, was styled in a messy bun which brought out his perfectly chiselled facial features. “Excuse me,” Nina answered haughtily, “do I know you?” “I'm sure you will know the answer to that question soon enough. I suggest you take your… little man friend and run along now, or blood will start flowing.” He cracked his fingers, but my eyes were just drawn to his bulging biceps. Oh I'm definitely ovulating again. Nina, surprisingly, grabbed Rex's arm and they left. “Thank you,” Keisha greeted the stranger whose eyes were now on me.

I got off the bed immediately, ignoring my headache. I have been kidnapped. I looked around the room for my bag but there was nothing in the room except for myself. Why would anyone kidnap me? I am not from a rich home or the daughter of a professor. I am a nurse. A poor one at that. I went to the door and opened it quietly before walking out of the room. My mouth hung open as I took in the interior of the house. It was beautiful. The walls were painted white and the tiles were dark shades of white. Cream maybe. I wasn't good with colour.

I left the sealed research institute to attend my daughter's graduation, only to stumble upon a scene that froze my blood—my husband's nanny humiliating my daughter in front of everyone. She sneered and declared, "Austin Grant rules over Bexley City." I smiled. "Well, I think that's about to change." … What I couldn't understand was how, during all the years I'd been gone, Austin could let something like this happen. How could he allow a mere nanny to bully my precious daughter?

“But even the hardest rock cracks under enough pressure. He’s cracking. The nurse… she was the right hammer in the right fissure.” A low sound, which could have been a laugh or a clearing of the throat, came from beneath the shadow of the hat. “The boss was pleased with the latest report. The seed of doubt has been planted. The boy thinks the sweet nurse is on the competition’s payroll.” “He’s just like his father,” Marlene spat the words, a flash of genuine bitterness crossing her hard face. “Suspicious and proud. It only takes one breath for the house of cards to collapse. And her… she’s perfect. Full of secrets, full of guilt. An easy bait.”