Novel Hospital Novels & Stories

My lips parted, but no words came out. My hands were shaking. My mind was spinning backward, to that hospital room, to the sterile white walls, to the smell of antiseptic and the nurse’s flat voice telling me I’d lost him. I whispered, barely audible, “What… what hospital?” Irene blinked, startled. “What?” “Which hospital, Irene? Please, just—tell me which one.” She frowned, hesitating. “It was… in New York. Saint Julian’s. Do you know it?”

<<66>> * There is life in the blood. * **** ----- Mia ---- A day before I would be discharged from the hospital, Angel, clover and I took a short stroll around the middle floor of the hospital. As the hospital was one of the most prestigious ones in the city, it had ten floors and was very exuberant. As we walked past the wards... We just had to accept that the hospital was indeed deserving of the position it got at the top, for its top notch facilities.

She tilted her head in confusion, "You're kidding right?" When she saw no signs of recognition on his face, she panicked and rushed out of the room. *** "What's your name?" The doctor asked him. "Eiden," He replied. "Do you know what time of the day it is?" "Morning, probably," he replied looking outside the window. "And where is this place?" "Hospital?" "Do you know who she is?" The doctor asked him pointing at the woman from before. "No," he shook his head. Doctor?" She looked at him helplessly.

I always loved coming to this hospital. Huh, talk about sounding sick. Unlike any other hospital, EverCare had a comfortable feeling. When I first came here I thought it was a rich five-star hotel instead of some normal prestigious hospital. The whole place was beautifully decorated with green flower pots making the place appear eco-friendly, softly dimmed halogens casting a warm ambiance, dark brown wood, floor to ceiling glass walls with sheer white drapes tucked in the corner of each side gave the place an airy feeling and beige leather couches lied around the lounge area here and there. The whole place had a warm atmosphere. It even had the facilities of a five-star hotel too.

The whole building was silent as it usually was; with no building close by, there was no noise coming from outside. Mr. Afonso held onto his cane, as it was the only source of sound in the building, and his wife followed beside him slowly. The whole building was painted white and smelled like antiseptic. Only a few nurses moved in blue scrub and a receptionist who was seated on her chair. Her gaze moved to the sound, as it wasn't every day they had visitors or patients in their hospital. They only attend to patients whose identities needed to be kept secret, and not everyone knew the hospital existed. It wasn't on the map and not in the city. It had taken the Afonso a long journey to

I retort, rolling my eyes. He chuckles, the sound low and comforting, and presses a lingering kiss to my forehead. My heart skips a beat. “Let’s go,” he murmurs, guiding me out. His hand never leaves mine, leaving my chest heavy with this strange, foreign feeling of… peace. --- The hospital is a private, state-of-the-art facility nestled in the heart of Nevada. The air smells faintly of antiseptic, though the waiting area feels more like a luxury spa, complete with soft classical music playing in the background.

Yet, I disregarded everything since I also wanted to meet the surgeon to change the whole of me into a new person. It didn't too long ride for us to finally reach the hospital where the surgeon is. When we entered the hospital, I suddenly felt nervous. I also noticed that there were few people in the building. Yet, the place was classy. The facilities were very well managed and organized. They are using first-class apparatuses and the place looked like a 5-star hotel. I couldn't believe that there was a hospital existing like this. I thought hospitals are full of busy doctors and nurses, crowded, and full of tension. But this place was a lot different. While walking, someone suddenly approac

Even the thought of him coming to find her was enough to send her into panic mode, she hated what he did to her and how he turned her into a frightened version of herself that even the sound of doors opening and closing was enough to trigger her fears. She turned through the corners and came into the hallway, she kind of expected it to be crowded but it wasn’t, there were only a handful of people walking around and most of them were males almost all the patients in the section were males and the females around were mainly nurses or doctors which made her wonder if this was a male-only hospital. It made no sense because such things do not exist but then again, she didn’t know how things are d

I nod, watching him leave, feeling oddly reluctant as the door closes behind him. Denton arrives promptly at 12h30. I hug him hard before getting into the car and giggle when he gives a pleased smile but his ears pinken. Ah Denton, welcome to my world.. The new hospital is smaller as it is a specialist private facility. It doesn’t even have that sharp astringent antiseptic smell synonymous with hospitals. Even the lighting is softer in the reception areas, the ambience comforting. Remi’s face lights up the moment he sees me.

The color was slowly returning to his face, though he still looked pale and fragile beneath the white hospital sheets. I had brought a book from the hospital's small gift shop—a romance novel that I had grabbed without really looking at the cover—but found myself unable to concentrate on the words. Instead, I watched the rise and fall of Hunter's chest, counting his breaths in a rhythm that had become oddly comforting.