Reaper Nurse Novels & Stories

Once at the nurses station, the nurses all stood and bowed in greeting. “Alpha. What can we do for you today?” I recognized the blond-haired nurse as one I’ve hooked up with in the past, but it was short lived. Although she was truly amazing in bed, she was a little too clingy for my liking and I had to cut it short. She stepped up with a big smile and her chest pushed out trying to make herself appealing to me, her face caked with makeup and too much perfume set me off immediately. I regretted ever starting anything with her, but that was a long time ago and I’m happy with who I’ve chosen. “We are here to see Corinne. Which room is she in?” I held Teaghan’s hand tighter and with a stern fac

Who knows, maybe I might even sik, Adriano on her. Not to kill her or anything like that, but I wouldn't mind if he could put the fear of God in her. I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts. Shit, Adriano was really rubbing off on me and that wasn’t good, not in the slightest. I was a nurse for goodness sake, or at least I’d soon be one. Hayley bounded over to the nurses’ station, smiling sheepishly. For someone who was pulled to take a shift in the ER, she was looking awfully chipper.

I thought I'd woke from a fever dream. I was back in my room alone, with the sun just creeping past the sill. I nearly danced out of bed, praising the morning for saving me. “What the hell kind of dream was that?” I shuddered. One in which I'd been the reincarnation of Eve, marched like a happy idiot into Hell, and, oh yeah, hooked up with the Reaper. “What the...?” A white scar shone on my breast, under the dark lace of my nightgown. I fell to my knees and gagged.

It had been four months since the accident—a drunk driver slamming into his car on a rainy night, leaving him in this limbo, his body healing slowly while his mind stayed trapped. The nurse returned, her name tag reading “Elena,” her steps soft in cushioned shoes as she checked the IV drip, adjusting the flow with practiced efficiency. “You're doing good by him, sweetie. Talking, holding his hand—it all helps. Brain activity spikes with familiar voices. He'll pull through; I've seen it before.” Her smile was kind, lines around her eyes speaking of long shifts and genuine care, a contrast to the clinical detachment I'd encountered from some staff.

And that would only happen if Malakai was dead and buried. Hours later, Reyes stepped out of the SUV and made his way to a quiet apartment building on the outskirts of the city. The apartment was small and modest. Barely furnished too. Reyes stood just inside the doorway, his presence swallowing the space whole. The young nurse stood frozen a few feet away, her back pressed against the wall, her face pale, her hands trembling at her sides. "P-please..." she whispered, shaking her head. "I told you—I don't have the money yet. I just need more time—"

Zander nods as his eyes glaze over, requesting the nurse to come in. Moments later a young woman dressed in light blue scrubs enters the room. Her dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail. In one hand she is holding a clipboard and in another, she has a small cup with some pills. “Hello Luna,” she greets me with a smile. “Welcome back. I’m Natalia, one of the night nurses who has been looking after you. Here are some painkillers, hopefully, they will be able to help you rest until we can give you something stronger later on,” she softly says passing me the medication, looking between Zander and me before moving along the machines making them finally stop beeping.

I huffed out a sigh as I glanced at the only mother figure I had. “Fine, what's your name?” The nurse’s smile returned. “I'm Harper.” “Alright Harper,” I nodded, raising a hand to massage my brow. “You can take whatever is in that bag,I won't tell.” “Uhhh,are you sure?” “Yes,” I nodded, forcing out a smile, despite my irritation. “Alright,thank you.” She beamed as she carefully lowered it to the floor and proceeded to take my vitals. “That was intense,” Luna Astra murmured conversationally,after the nurse left.

He didn’t say the name with love, that’s for sure. “I am.” Hunter nodded hesitantly. “How is Collin a reaper? What are reapers exactly?” Callie asked. “Reapers are kind of like special agents. Trained to deal with combat and other things. Reapers are normally sent out in groups to bring in the people on the list.” “They abduct people?” Callie’s eyebrow shifted up. “Kind of.” He nodded. “What do they do to the people they capture?” I asked hesitantly. “I don’t know.” Hunter replied, “Reapers are required to work on orders, no questions asked.”

The update loaded: - Medication package delivered to Miss Torres at 7:06 p.m. - Nurse Ada will arrive tomorrow morning by 7:45 a.m.; instructions reviewed and confirmed. - Media alerts on yours and Lexi's appearance at the gala are buzzing on the Internet. - Final wedding mockup sent to Reece for review. I clicked on the nurse’s file: Ada Manuel. Early forties. Ten years of experience with post-transplant patients. Fluent in Spanish, certified in trauma response.

"During the experiment in class, I watched every one of you students closely and noticed that even after chanting the spell correctly and healing the cut on your specimens, a scar is still left on the wounded region. Of course, it should be that way, totally normal if you ask me but yours, it was something else. You healed the cut quite right, but the spot remain good as new, like nothing happened in the first place. I could have sworn that you never cut your specimen if I did not see it with my very own eyes. That is the reason I was perplexed, Nyx, yours was exceptional," Narek explained and I swallowed harshly. "That was the same thing a vamp in class told me. She goes by the name Liz and