Pyramid Head X Nurse Novels & Stories

Once you leave here, you can only make do by being a hooker! As soon as she finished, Pippa screamed in agony. She covered her burning cheek, unable to believe that she had just been slapped! All the nurses were dumbfounded. Pippa was not only the head nurse but the chief surgeon's wife! Pippa, aging, couldn't stand younger and prettier girls. Skye, being young and pretty, was also the hospital director's daughter. So, she became Pippa's target. Unexpectedly, Skye stood up for herself that day.

Everything had to work out, no matter how hard it was. The overdue bills still weighed on her mind. She decided she would find a second job. That might mean hiring a second nanny for night shifts. But she believed it would be temporary, just until she stabilized, until her nurse’s salary covered everything and left a little room to breathe. The next day, after signing her contract at the hospital in Itajaí, she started working. An experienced nurse guided her through the entire shift: showing protocols, pediatric beds, medication stock, how to deal with anxious parents. Maitê absorbed everything quickly—she was good at what she did, she always had been.

Her mind drifted back to the person that saved her. "Is it Niles? The person look so much like him but he isn't in the country right now. Or is it his replica? Why did he leave Samantha and Martha behind and came? How did he know she is in trouble?" Julia's mind was buzzing with questions and a sharp headache hit her, making her wince in pain. The door swung open and a nurse came in with a stainless tray. She exclaimed when she saw her sitting down "No no please lie down! You lost a lot blood and have a sever head injury." She said assisting her to lie down and connecting a drip to her arm.

I didn't know if I should approach her or not, but I could see that she was busy and in a hurry, so I remained still. A strong urge to just go inside the theatre, get the instruments from the doctor and work magic on Knox fills me as I sit, waiting impatiently for the good news that Knox is doing better. I see the nurse walking back, and I stand up immediately to get information from her, but she moves away from me like there was something on my body that she didn't want me to touch. She is holding a pan in her head that has three bags of blood in it. I hope he isn't losing more blood than he's already receiving this much blood.

He decided calling for help will be the best solution cuz he didn't want to pee on himself. He picked up the phone Mark had left beside his bed and pressed the speed dial number. A few moments later a knock came and the door opened he expected to see either Mark or Dan but it was the beautiful nurse that came in instead. Yeah, she was a beauty. He couldn't deny that the more he saw of her the more she became beautiful in his eyes She had long flowing hair which had been previously hidden in ponytails but right now it was left down making her even more pretty. He hadn't gotten the time to properly assess her full beauty but the little he had allowed himself to he was amazed.

A young nurse in a pale blue uniform looked up from her computer screen, offering a professional, tired smile. "Good afternoon, ma'am. How can I help you today?" the nurse asked softly. I leaned against the counter, letting my shoulders drop slightly and pulling my hands from my pockets. I squeezed my fingers together, letting a small, anxious tremble show in my hands as I looked at her with wide, worried eyes.

The nurse replied and she nodded in understanding, she looked at me, gently pat my hair, gazing softly at me like I'm the most important thing in her life. I couldn't help but shiver.I don't know why her gaze scares me as if there's something about her but why can't I remember? "We'll go ahead, then. If you'll excuse us.” The nurse said, breaking the silence. "Oh sure. I will be waiting" "Thanks, excuse me" the nurse replied and pulled the wheelchair away, if i turned around in time i would have seen the sharp glint on the strange lady's face. ******************* James POV "She's awake," someone from the other side of the phone said

I was asking myself the questions but got no response. "Hey! Were you sent to execute me?" He screamed I bent down to his level and return the smirks "I knew you were pretending! Get your ass up!" I smirked "Are you that dumb? Thought you were smart! You would have glimpsed that I wasn't playing around." He groaned and shouted at the same time I help him up and continue the journey to the infirmary. The nurse that we first met was a young lady in her early twenties if I guessed Right. She started adjusting her dress as she spotted Ryan.

Her collarbones was extremely prominent and so was her pale skin and her purplish-blue lips. “What have you done to yourself, bambolotta?” He questioned to no one in particular. He raised his hand slowly and caressed her cold cheek with the back of his hand. Gently and softly, like she’d break if he applied a little pressure. She was so delicate. So fucking fragile. When she fell unconscious in the surgical room, he didn’t really understand what actually happened. When the nurses started screaming for help, is when ran to see her laying on the ground, desperately trying to keep her eyes open.

He was few steps away when Ayeleen ignoring him rushed towards the incoming patients. The nurse bought them on stretchers, and first one was a young boy dipped in blood. And his head was open, brain hanging out and skull broken. It was a rare sight, such serious accidents merely happen. And ofcourse Ayeleen dealt with such patients before, despite battling with her own disease which was not curable.