Nurse Ghost Novels & Stories

He kept looking at the emergency door and the phone in his hands, hoping for any news. Ten minutes later, Augusto appeared, practically running, his face tense, his eyes searching for answers. “Rogério!” “They’re already taking care of her, sir. The doctor should come out soon with information. She was pale, but breathing normally.” As promised, moments later a nurse came out and called Augusto by name. He hurried inside and, seeing her still unconscious but being cared for with great attention, felt his heart tighten. “Patrícia… my love,” he murmured, sitting beside the bed and holding her hand, as if his strength could bring her back.

“You have just woken up. You should not strain yourself thinking too much. Please rest. I will inform Mr. Oliver right away.” Adrian stopped trying to think. He closed his eyes and sank back into a deep sleep. In his haze, whispers flooded his mind. “I am all alone now. No one loves me anymore. Please, do not leave me.” “Can I give you my lifespan?” “I want to see you.” “Ms. Ghost, please save me…” “Can you take me with you to heaven? Living hurts so much… sob…” Who was she? Why did my heart ache so badly when I saw her cry? And who was Ms. Ghost to her?

“The team will find something. They have to.” I swallowed hard and turned away from him, facing the nurse I had slapped earlier. She was standing by the door, looking uneasy, like she wanted to disappear into the wall. “What’s the nurse’s name?” I asked her, my voice colder now. “I think it’s Gina,” she replied hesitantly. “Gina Johnson.” “Good,” I said quickly. “Can’t we get her details here? I mean, what does she even look like?” The nurse shifted on her feet.

She had heard this before. She gripped her head as she could feel a headache coming on as flashes began to show itself, but none was coherent enough for she to make meaning out of them. The nurse walked in carrying the information Dr Lorraine asked for, when she stopped seeing what was happening. "Dr Lorraine, you look pale. Have you seen a ghost… is he still breathing." She said rushing to check up on him as Lorraine quickly took notice of her as she wanted to touch the patient but Lorraine held her hand back and said in a sharp voice.

They cut away her jacket as I follow, and that’s when I see it, something folded deep in the inner lining. It shouldn’t be there. I reach down and pull it free. A slip of paper. The handwriting is a slanting, cruel scrawl: You can’t protect her from ghosts. A cold rush sweeps down my spine. Ghosts. I shove the note into my pocket before anyone else notices. “Sir, you can’t come beyond this point,” a nurse says, blocking me as they wheel her into surgery. “I’m not leaving her.” “You’ll just get in the way. We’ll update you.”

I barely hold back my giggle. "My hands are so not dainty." I say then look down to examine my finger. Looking back over at Ghost I see his smirk has grown to an all-out bright smile. Something he should positively do more often. "Well, I'm a nurse, what do you expect?" "Not judgin'." He shrugs. We sit back and drink our coffee, each of us in our own thoughts and enjoying the comfortable silence. Ghost has proven to be a good friend and as angry as I am that Chance was acting like a dick, I'm glad Ghost is here right now.

"You... Don't come near me! I didn't offend you, did I?! Get away..." The female nurse curled her lips coldly, raised the knife in her hand, and looked down at Yash. "Didn't you just blame me for killing him? Why don't you keep him company in the afterlife, then? It's only fair!" exclaimed the nurse just as she was about to stab him with a knife. "Yash!" His four friends wanted to save him, but they were blocked by the rest of the female nurses. They were unsure whether or not the nurses were humans or ghosts, but they were surrounded as the nurses cornered them step by step.

Nurse Irene had said similar things to me the last time I had spoken with her. Aimee continued, “The nurse wanted to know if I’d manifested a wolf yet. I’m not old enough! But she was adamant, because then she wanted to know if I’d shown any signs of having a wolf ability. How could I do that if I don’t have a wolf?” “I don’t know,” I said. “Then, most outrageously, she started talking about a ghost baby. What does that even mean? My mom was too polite to kick her out, but Mom said the nurse was so intense, it freaked her out. Why would she go to my mom?”

If I survived this, I would drain every last drop of his blood and fill a water gun with it and spray it everywhere. … Unfortunately, I didn't get the chance to do that. I didn't survive. Instead, I became a ghost, drifting in the air, feeling lost. I watched as the nurse kept trying to reach Anthony, only to fail again and again. That was just how he'd always been. Once he informed me of something, he would never say it a second time because he knew I didn't dare go against him. The nurse tried calling my other relatives, but that didn't work, either. I was an orphan, and I'd grown up in an orphanage.

] [Sonia Quindt's mystery fiancé disappears—Borevia City in chaos! [Proposal ends in heartbreak—what really happened?] I opened one. There she was—outside the Clerk's Office. White dress. Red roses. Face glowing with hope. The moment I used to dream about. My chest tightened, eyes burning. But no one stood beside her. Caption read: [This morning, CEO Sonia Quindt arrived at the County Clerk's Office in a wedding dress, waiting for her fiancé—who never showed. The scene went viral across Borevia City.]