Nurse Ghost Novels & Stories

Feeling that familiar iciness in the air surrounding them, the hairs on her body stood instantly. "Let's start with the basics, what is your name?" "Nicholas." What an ordinary name. So ghosts do have one. "You said something about being half dead and second chances, what does that mean?" "Recovering my memories gives me access to my body and its location." Oh, so he doesn't know where his body is. Poor ghost. "But, why me?" "I told you. Soulmate." All strength left her. Conversations with this ghost led nowhere.

His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories. "It's getting dark , take this book and go read it " he said and gave me the strange old looking book. "Thank you sir, i have much appreciated your help" i said. Now i knew what it was all about, all those confusions were caused by him, my ghost clone. It was night already and the time was 7: 15 pm . I had to rush home , it was not safe for me to be lonely at this time. When i was passing by a certain basement , i heard a woman crying for help, i stopped to trace where the voice was coming from but the moment i stopped the voice also stopped, i started walking then i heard the woman yelling

The nurse’s dead-serious expression, the way she clutched her cup like it had holy water in it, her full belief in ghost etiquette and sage rituals, it was too much. He burst out laughing, "HAHAAA..HAAAAha, yaaah." “God,” he gasped between laughs, gripping the edge of the counter. “You’re really serious, aren’t you?” The nurse blinked, utterly unfazed. “I once saw my grandmother talk to a ghost named Dennis who haunted her attic for twelve years. Don’t test me.”

For twenty years, nobody had ever seen through their game before. Yet, this rookie nurse did in less than fifteen minutes. “That’s impossible,” Chris whispered, stripping away the fake Charles act as he stared at her like she just grew two heads. Spirit slid off her chair, grabbing her phone from the dining table. She looked down at the three stunned brothers, her eyes flashing proudly like a genius. “I’m your nurse, boys,” Spirit grinned, giving them a triumphant wink as she turned toward the door.

Hayley said. “Yes, you have patients in urgent need of your care but you’re here chit chatting,” a voice said behind us and we both froze. We turned slowly to the owner of the voice and came face-to-face with a scowling Nurse Betty. Nurse Betty was the Chief Nursing Officer and she didn’t work the ICU floor. In fact, I could tell how many times I’ve come across her since I started working here and I wouldn’t exceed one hand. The fact that she was here and staring at me like I was the dirt underneath her shoe unnerved me.

There was fresh blood on the floor, but the animal didn't react. I took a shaky step forward, my heart hammering against my ribs. The wolf didn't turn. I walked closer, standing five feet away and holding my bleeding hand out. Nothing. I walked until I was standing right next to the bars, inches from the cold metal. The wolf threw itself at the cage again, trying to get to Declan. Its claws sparked against the iron. It ignored me completely. I was invisible. "You really are a Ghost," Declan said softly. He walked up beside me. He raised the knife again and sliced his own palm.

"So I tell you what we do now. You get me all these - and I mean all, catheters, needles, disinfectants, bandages, whatever is needed - so that I can do better or you can accept the fact that you won't have teeth for the next thirty minutes." The nurse paled and took a shaky breath as she tried to hide her trembling hands in the pockets of her blue coat. "Lady, with all due respect, I cannot do this. I will be disqualified and..." She was interrupted when Michel stepped forward and interrupted her. "I'm Michael Miller." He simply said, emphasizing the name. Immediately, there was a sense of recognition on the nurse's face as her mouth opened and her eyes widened. She knows well that there ar

I drifted along behind him, floating like a restless ghost all the way to the hospital, until I found myself in Alice's ward. There she was, lying on the hospital bed, her face pale and pitiful, as though she were the very picture of tragedy. But looking at her only brought a fresh wave of agony as I thought of my own child—a child fully formed, yet never given the chance to see this world. I glared at Alice and Grayson with a rage so fierce it burned through my spectral being. In that moment, I wished I could transform into a vengeful spirit and drag these two wretched souls to the grave to accompany my child.

Patrick's body stiffened instantly as if nailed to the floor. "You... What did you say? No, that’s impossible. Johnny has congenital heart disease, and Winnie happened to be a match. That’s why I asked her to donate her heart. But I clearly instructed the doctors to take good care of her! How could they have left her wounds untreated?" Before the officer could respond, Patrick's emotions suddenly shifted. A mocking smile appeared on his face as he shook his head and muttered to himself, "I see. You guys must not be real police officers. That crazy woman must have sent you to impersonate them, right? There's nothing she wouldn't do!