Novel Doctor Stranger Novels & Stories

he muttered, scanning their surroundings. Suddenly, a soft rustling caught Ethan's attention. From the shadows emerged a figure—a solitary figure carrying a basket filled with healing herbs and plants. The newcomer approached cautiously, their eyes meeting Ethan's with a mix of curiosity and concern. "I can help," the stranger offered in a hushed voice, their hands already sorting through the basket. Ethan hesitated for a moment, then nodded gratefully. "Please."

He could no longer endure the tension since this group had suddenly appeared from nowhere, disturbing the peace of the hospital. "You know what to do, right? Keep your mouth shut! If you dare report what happened to him, everyone who handles him will suffer the same injuries. Or perhaps we might visit and have some fun with your wife and two cute daughters." A man stopped, gripping the doctor's shoulder, making the doctor widen his eyes and breathe heavily. "Choose wisely, Doctor. Do your best. I am sure you can!" The doctor quickly nodded and left the room, his face showing genuine panic. But he had to act as if no one had just been shot and that there weren’t any terrifying men guarding hi

I said when I remembered I hadn't thanked him for the dress. He just gave me a nod. Later, Ratna came and kept complaining about how she didn't have anyone to dance with. She is all alone blah blah and took him with her. The whole time, I felt his eyes on me. I know even though he was dancing with her his attention was on me. A boy exactly the same age as Devil came and asked me for a dance. He was quite handsome too. He had a dimple on his cheeks which made him more attractive. After he insisted like 1,000 times, I agreed to dance with him but deep down I was quite scared. He was a total stranger to me.

He wanted to be undead and untouchable as well. Also, another of the reasons I was still here was that Jensen wanted me to suffer slowly, as he had promised Aiden. He had been watching my progress, but I hadn't seen him yet. I noticed another presence at the back of the doctor whose name on his tag was Preston. The stranger was tall, probably the same height as Aiden. His large hands went to his smooth chin, and my gaze travelled to his face. He looked cute in a mysterious way, and he tilted his head to the side as he observed me.

he said advancing towards me grinning evily "and now that you've come crawling back in going to show you exactly what I'd do to those who stab me in the back" carrrrlllllooooossssssss noooooooooo gasps I jolted up drenched in sweat it was all a dream, thank heavens I wasn't back to that lunatic, I was here finally free of that monster, I'm here with a new one. one whom I know nothing about..... way to go Scarlett you've done it again....... you've made bad choices on men.... again I know I kind of panicked when nona told me all of those things about valerio... but I didn't expect it to bring back this nightmare, but I do know one thing tho, I am not sleeping on the same bed with that strange

There was so much more to take care of here than in my old pack. I threw myself into learning everything I could. I wanted to make Mom and Dad proud. One day, while making my usual rounds near the hunting grounds, a strikingly handsome face caught my eye. He lingered at the edge as if he were looking for something. "I'm Amy Geller of the Bloodmoon Pack. Do you need help?" I called out. The man smiled, warm as sunlight. "Hello, Amy. I'm Quincy Fairchild, Alpha of the Stormcrest Pack."

I had her placed in the guest cabin—the brightest, the highest. The doctor protested, of course. But I don't like the dead. And this woman, I know, is not one of them. When, two days later, she opened her eyes, I was there. The Stranger The light trembled on the linen drapes. A breeze came through the porthole, bringing the smell of the sea and metal. A man stood near me, upright, motionless. Tall, perhaps in his fifties. Pale eyes, anxious and proud.

he asked. “Yes,” I replied quicker and sharper than I intended. I took a deep breath willing myself to calm down. “I don't mind. This is actually our first phone call, you know” He chuckled lightly, a sound that made my tummy rumble with butterflies. “Yeah I realize” “It feels…strange. And weirdly new” I muttered. “Good strange or bad strange?” he asked. “Good strange,” I said, biting my lip. He was quiet for some seconds, then he replied. “I'm glad it is”

Their expression was calm but tinged with urgency. “You’ve come far,” the stranger said, their voice layered with echoes that reverberated through the very fabric of the room. “But your journey is far from over.” “I’m tired of riddles,” Jessica shot back, her voice rising slightly. “Tell me what I need to do.” The stranger tilted their head slightly, as though considering the question. “Do? There’s nothing left to *do*. Only to decide.” Before she could respond, the books began to fall from the shelves, each landing open at her feet. Pages flipped rapidly, revealing fragments of lives lived and lost, choices made and undone. Some showed moments of triumph; others depicted failures so profoun

The stranger followed him. When they got to the office, the doctor sat down in his chair, and the stranger sat down as well. “If the surgery was successful, that means she is fine now, right, Toni?” the stranger asked. “She is in a coma,” the doctor replied. “What? How come?” “Calvin, where exactly did you meet that patient? Do you know any family member or have her phone so we can contact them?” “Guy, when I saved her, I didn’t see any of her belongings.”