Reaper Nurse Novels & Stories

Unless he happened to see a mugging or murder, there was no use peering out at the New Yorkers. He took a seat across the room, listening to Raven’s ragged breathing. Another Reaper, a younger man, almost a child, Nat admitted, by the name of Striker, sat on another couch nearby, messing with the ace bandage wrapped around his broken arm. He’d have to go without a cast, but since Reapers could heal more quickly than humans, he was sure it would be fine. Next to him, Char sat with a bandage around her head. He realized they’d both survived because they were among the best he had, which didn’t seem to be saying much. Four more slept in adjoining bedrooms making their total casualties about fif

Carl held his hands up in surrender. At this moment, a nurse entered the room with the medication. Carl stood up and told her, "Give the patient a tetanus shot. I'm gonna make my rounds." "Got it!" The nurse's eyes widened when she saw Rebecca. "R-R-Reb—" Carl paused. "Do you know each other?" "No, no! I've only seen photos of Ms. Rebecca online, so I was surprised to see her in person," the nurse explained. She lowered her head after glancing at Rebecca again. She couldn't hide her anxiousness.

his face was perfection with high cheekbones, a strong jaw, and eyes so beautiful that I had to pause to catch my breath. Scars traced faint lines along his neck, but they only made him hotter for some strange reason. I could sense his power. I believe everyone here could feel it too. Moon Reapers were chosen humans, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself with extraordinary strength to eliminate werewolves who threatened humans or even innocent wolves. However, the Reapers often abused their power. And I had a feeling that the heir would be the worst of them all. He was out of this world. Captivating in a way that made my pulse race and my skin prickle with some unknown emotion.

had to see my own flushed face, my tear-streaked cheeks, and his massive body behind me “Look at yourself,” he ordered “Look at the last Crown daughter about to get her womb pumped full of superior seed.” I stared at our reflection trembling Reaper’s eyes met mine in the glass. His lips curled into a savage smile. “Now the real fun starts.” “Fuck… you’re splitting me,” I hissed, “That’s the idea,” Reaper rumbled. His free hand roamed again. His rough fingers traced my back then slid around to cup my breasts. He kneaded them and hit at my nipples until they were swollen and aching.

She paused. "Reaper..." She hesitated. "Reaper's different. He's smart. Patient. Waits for you to make a mistake, then capitalizes brutally." "Reaper put me in the hospital for two weeks," Elena said matter-of-factly. "Broke four ribs and punctured my lung. I tapped out, he kept going until the refs pulled him off." She met my eyes. "That's the kind of fighter you'll face if you stick around long enough." The food arrived, interrupting the grim conversation.

Amaya asked for Arrya to nod. " Stay with the twin, let me go see her," Arrya said for Amaya to nod. After Arrya left the lounge area, she saw The nurse sitting on the couch. Arrya doesn't know if it's her eyes or her mind but the nurse looks seductive with her short uniform gown even as she sits and crosses her legs, one will know the gown is very short. Her well-packed hair and nice body scent with a seductive rep lipstick on her lips. “Are you nurse Rachel? " Arrya asked because she looked nothing like the nurse the doctor showed her and Edward. "Yes ma'am " Rachel smiled as she stood up to shake Arrya's hands.

They fucking better or I'm kicking someone’s ass. I have helped take down the Reapers MC. I have killed. I have beat the shit out of I have no idea how many people and never been scared. Now I'm scared shitless. I look over at Axel who is pacing. I'm about to barge in there when the nurse comes to get us. She helps us get ready and takes us to Merigold. They let us stay on either side of her and hold her hand. Once they verify that Merigold can't feel anything the doctor says he is starting. I have no concept of how much time has passed when I hear a cry.

“Oh dear…that is a very good news. I did not even ask…what is that you do? Are you a doctor?” “No..not a doctor. Actually I am a trauma nurse.” “Oh my goodness…really? So you are like the ones that they show in the medical drama series?” Selena asked happily and Cara could not help but smile. “Yes…I am like that. Actually now a days they really show a lot of things right.”

I ask, notwishing her to stay away from the academy any longer than she already has. There are a few moments of silence. "Whateveryou prefer, as long as your nurse is confident enough to deal with the knifewound." Elaine Jasper is our resident nurse, and she has dealt with so manyoutrageous injuries. Stab wounds are her specialty at this school.

“Get me a line! O-Negative, two units!” Another club girl who knew basic first aid rushed to hang a blood bag. I watched the dark red liquid flow down the tube and into Mila’s arm. She looked so small. So fucking fragile. “Reaper.” Gunner’s voice came from the doorway. I didn't turn around. My eyes were glued to the rise and fall of Mila’s chest through the curtain as Doc slid the plastic tube down her throat. “Reaper.” Gunner said again, a little louder this time.