Nurse Tough Love Novels & Stories

I felt a few drops land on my skin and took a deep breath. "I-I didn't see anything, you guys can continue with whatever you were doing!" The nurse stammered, her voice crackling ever so slightly. She turned around and attempted to run, but Silvia called out to her, "Get over here!" She grabbed the nurse's ponytail and yanked her back with brutal strength. The nurse shrieked in agony, trying to pull away, but Silvia was as strong as a man. She kicked the nurse in the left knee, sending her falling like an anvil to the wet, oily floor.

He let out a deep sigh. “I’m the one being difficult?” She couldn’t help but scoff at that point. And seeing red, she began her tirade, “Look Stefan, I know I am an insignificant nurse to you, but you guys have absolutely no right to keep me locked here. I have had to take on yesterday’s shift because Mr Bianchi refused to receive treatment from my colleagues. And now, I have to stay here so as to continue his treatment, and you’re treating me like you guys didn’t uproot me from my life, from my routine. I am not a machine, and I am entitled to my own feelings, and I can be difficult if I so please. Your precious boss has been nothing if not difficult ever since I met him…”

“Why is that?” “He breaks more hearts than he mends.” “Bit of a player is he?” I ask. “The worst kind. He sees more nurses in this hospital than patients. Every unmarried nurse in this hospital is in love with him, and he picks and chooses between them to use as his latest play toy.” My heartbeat thuds. “He treats them like crap, too,” Tracey whispers. “I don’t know why they put up with it,” she whispers. I glance back over and right on cue, Amber and he laugh again.

she yelled, struggling to free herself. “You think you’ve won, huh?” he growled. “Just wait. You don’t know what kind of monster I am.” The door slammed open. A nurse rushed in, shouting, “What is going on here?!” Another nurse came in behind her and immediately helped restrain Alex. “Sir! You just got out of a collapse, are you trying to kill yourself?!” Cecilia staggered back, breathing heavily, her eyes glassy from shock. Her wrist was red from his grip.

"Emily, baby, you were just opening up to me. Why are you always playing hard to get" A male nurse finally caught up to her, his tall figure towered over her. He's a large dark skinned man with short dreadlocks, his muscles are as big as her face, maybe even bigger. He pulls her into a tight bear hug, holding her arms down and leaving her unable to move. She struggles and screams, kicking the air as her legs can't reach the ground to run away. Soon enough she runs out of energy. "Shhh, shhh" he whispers in her ear, patting her head "it's okay, everything's okay" and like a baby in her fathers arms she fell asleep.

I want to continue to make her proud. Lisa- that's my girl. Moira- thank you, Lisa. "Um, okay, Moira. No problem," Emmet says while his eyes unfocus, linking one of the female nurses. "Well, I'm going to head out then. Take care," Dr. Kings says with a smile and head nod in my direction. I did it. I stood up and spoke my feelings. It feels so good. The wait for the nurse is short. She takes me to my room and looks at all my bruises. She asks me if Molly is back and then says I am on the mend.

A nurse was trying to convince a petite woman, who was sitting on the bed while making a face and shaking her head to refuse her request. “Call him, or I won’t take these medicines.”The woman said stubbornly and the nurse looked at her helplessly. “We have called him, he is busy, he said he will come later.”The nurse still tried to pursue her. “You are telling me the same thing for the last whole week, I won’t listen to it anymore.”The woman yelled in anger and then after a moment held her head as she started groaning in pain. “Ahh…Ahh…” The nurse immediately handed her a glass of water but the woman threw it away and it shattered on the ground making a loud voice.

The privacy curtain yanked back with a harsh, metallic scrape. A rough, middle-aged nurse stepped into my small corner. She wore faded blue scrubs and snapped a piece of gum loudly in her mouth. She held a metal tray loaded with basic medical supplies. Her eyes held zero compassion. To her, I was just another broken body taking up space in a severely understaffed building. She dropped the metal tray onto the rolling table beside my bed. The loud clatter sent a sharp spike of pain directly through my throbbing head. "Give me your arm," the nurse ordered gruffly. She did not wait for my compliance. She grabbed my right wrist with a rough, callous hand and yanked my arm straight.

Lips, hmm, this will be complete torture when she keeps observing my lips whenever I will make a long conversation with her. “You should rest now. You are still weak.”, I patted her head like a dog. Well, even I felt weird doing that and I felt she felt the same. But you can’t say anything to me, I am new to this. I don’t know how to show care and affection toward any people. I left there without making myself more embarrassed. That’s another thing no one will dare to laugh at me. . . Time Skip . . That nurse, whatever her name was, was begging under me and was crying helplessly. But I kept thrust my manhood inside her vagina without giving her mercy.