Novel Doctor Stranger Novels & Stories

Yet death will be horrible. She looked at me with sadness in her eyes. We thanked the doctor as we practically ran out of the clinic and headed home. *** When I came out of the shower. There was a knock on our door. I was the one to open the door and was face to face with none other than the stranger himself. He was still as handsome as I had seen him last time. Though last time I was drooling over him now I hate him. He left me with many questions I have no answer to.

before slowly letting her go. "You're welcome." That was all she could think to say. She slowly turned and headed into the airport as Jax got back into the car before getting in further trouble with security. ...Author's Note… You can order the first arc, Stranger Than Murder in paperback on July 1st, 2021, from Amazon. Thank you for your support. I hope to keep creating fun characters for you to enjoy.

“I like to find out if there are any serial killers in the areas I visit.” “Okay, neither of us was alive at that time, and I thought you didn't like to travel.” He poked holes in his stories. “A. He could still be alive and killing as I texted. B. This is the first time I am doing this and I hit the jackpot. I mean Clown face? He is a legend.” His eyes glazed over. “That’s so worrying that you're touting this kid killer as a legend. You know that you're a total stranger to me, right?”

Together, they manoeuvred the stranger inside, and the doctor stripped him and got him into bed, whilst Electra turned her back discreetly, and busied herself drawing drapes and turning on lights. ‘Okey-dokey, that should do it.’ The doctor straightened. In the full light of the room, she could see now that he was much older than she’d thought - perhaps fifty-five or so, and a little bigger around the middle than his easy strength had led her to believe. His grey hair was shorn in a savage crew-cut. ‘He’ll sleep the night through, ma’am, but you might like to keep an eye on him. In the morning give him two aspirin, no more, and get him to eat something and

I murmured as I rolled out of the bed. I collected my clothes from the floor and put them on. Next, I put on my stilettos. I then fixed my dress and ran my fingers through my messed-up hair. I didn’t want to walk on the streets spelling sex for everyone to see. Before sneaking out, I took a distance and took a very good look at the stranger. A total stranger who just made me feel so alive in just the span of a moment. I knew nothing about him. Not even his name or who he was. If anything, I at least knew he was sweet and gentle, and he didn’t doubt my capabilities as a doctor.

As I was still talking, the strange man that had been standing silently to the side, suddenly came at me, gripping a slim pen-like object like a murder weapon in his hand. I grew apprehensive then, my breaths coming in short gasps. “Look child, worry for yourself. The Don is out and about. You know how he is with work.” The strange man was flashing the pen-like object, which happened to be only a small torch, in my eyes now, and I tore them away from the light abruptly, raising my arm. “What are you doing?” I demanded, my face still turned. “Relax,” the strange man spoke for the first time. “I’m the doctor.”

I felt like I could no longer hold back as the tingling sensation continued to escalate. “Why hasn’t she picked up the phone yet? I need to turn it to turbo mode.” That fool had not noticed that his girlfriend had been pinned down on the ground a short distance away. The vibration escalated. I felt a wave of warmth course through me. Inside the haystack, the man was focused on what he was doing, as though determined to explore every hidden corner. Just a few meters away, Samuel continued to pace back and forth. The situation only made me feel even more nervous.

Forcing a smile, she stammered, "Johnny… what are you doing here? I… I just thought since it's almost New Year, I'd stop by to see my parents after finishing my work…" Before she could finish, I cut her off. "Then why are you here in this neighborhood? And why did that man just call him 'Dad'?" I narrowed my eyes, studying the man in front of me. Something about him felt familiar. A fragment of memory surfaced— He had been at our wedding. Back then, he'd stared at my wife with a lingering, almost obsessive gaze that had made me deeply uncomfortable. But since he never appeared again afterward, I had nearly forgotten about him.

His fingers came away red. He collapsed on top of her. His body was heavy. Patra pushed him off. She crawled away, gasping for air. She looked at Dolph. He was lying on the floor, his hand pressed to his neck. Blood seeped between his fingers. His eyes were open, but they were not seeing anything. He was fading. At that moment, there was a loud bang on the apartment door. “POLICE! OPEN UP!” The door burst open. Four police officers rushed in. They stopped when they saw the scene.

“He found you after the accident.” Vanessa stared ahead silently. A stranger? The doctor continued. “He stayed here all night.” That surprised her. Why would a stranger do that? The doctor finally left. The room became silent again. Vanessa sat frozen in the hospital bed. Her fingers tightened around the blanket. Her breathing slowly became steadier. But inside? Everything was collapsing. She looked outside the rain-covered hospital window. Somewhere beyond those streets: The police were still searching. Her enemies were still alive. And the people who ruined her life were still breathing.