Romance Books With Doctors Novels & Stories

"My husband just passed away, and you expect me to smile? This hospital is inhumane! Christopher was one of your doctors, but I don't see even a trace of grief on your face! Did you want him to die?" Before long, a crowd began to gather around me. Some people began to take my side. "Leave her alone." "Her husband just died! Why should she be denied the right to cry?" "What kind of cold-hearted doctor are you? Have you never lost someone close to you? We don't mind at all, so why should you?" Just then, someone stepped forward from the crowd.

Swallowing a sigh at the fact that I can do my searching in solitude, I answer, “tell me about it.” I see him step closer from my peripheral view and I push out my lips to the side. Do I have to ask someone to run my library errands for me now? “What are you searching for?” He asks, glancing down at me before returning his gaze to the books in the medical section part of the library. “You're a doctor? I caught you reading a book on lycanthropy medics last time I saw you here.” The sound of being a doctor sounds appealing. “No. I just like to read about it.” My response comes out snarky and more sarcastic than I intended.

she inched her face back to put some distance between their close proximity. Roth ignored her attempt to move away and leaned in so that his lips were near her ear. “Do I make you feel nervous?” he whispered, nibbling at her earlobe as she felt her throat go dry, immediately. There was something about this young woman who walked into his office, Roth had not really been interested in women for some time, but recently, two women who had simultaneously came into his life was just not a coincidentally, and being the sex doctor whose voice could make any woman wet in their panties, he suddenly wanted to have Clara in his corner.

he stammered. “ I said they can wait!” I rasped without paying attention to what he said. A second passed and I apologized to him. That's when I heard someone cough. The doctor looked in the direction and quickly excused himself, wearing a thin smile. “ Oh my God, Roman and Dominic Lunar…here.” “ I told you he wasn't listening to the doctor,” Roman said to Dominic and stretched his hand for a handshake. The rumours were right about both men. One is warm, and the other, icy cold.

“If you are one of his patients, then I’m glad that you haven’t needed to see a doctor in a while. You might have ended up with me. And then I’d have to say no. But for future appointments, I’m not the only one working in his practice anymore. He took on another colleague while I was still in Med school. His name is doctor Albert Wiley, and I could still go on a date with you even if you were Dr. Wiley’s patient.” She winked at me and slipped out the door, shutting it quietly behind her. My stomach swooped and bounced around inside my chest like my wolf was using it as a trampoline or a playground ball. Time to have a little chat with him. “What the hell is gotten into you?” I snapped. “Are

He frowned at her reaction, but he didn't press her and let his hand fall to his side. “Let’s go then,” he said. He pushed the door open for her, gesturing for her to enter first before following closely behind, his presence acting like a shield at her back. “Miss Bellini,” the doctor, a middle-aged woman, looked up from her desk and gestured for Rosa to sit. Rosa took the seat, her hands trembling in her lap. But the doctor’s expression shifted to one of confusion as she saw Luciano enter and take the chair beside her. She glanced down at the form Rosa had filled out, where the status 'Single' was clearly marked.

The doctor had informed Ryder that once he woke up and had his rest they would be discharged since they were in a hurry. “Sweet one,” The Alpha whispered in his sleep. “My lord!” Ryder exclaimed happily. “Sweet one,” the Alpha kept saying, as he struggled to open his eyes. This confused Ryder, who was Killian dreaming about? “Where's she?” He asked the moment he opened his eyes. “Who are you talking about, my King?” Ryder was confused. “The girl that was here? I need to see her!” He demanded. “My Alpha, you must've had a dream, there was no girl in here.” The Beta said, unknown to him the Alpha was referring to his doctor.

I needed to get used to it, and I was doing my best. He wasn’t home yet. James said Fabio was a workaholic, practically living at the hospital. I found myself wondering how they even met. I hadn’t realized I’d dozed off on the soft couch. ** Fabio stood there, staring in surprise at the sight of his wife. His lying, manipulative wife. She was asleep on the couch. That was new. Since when did she stay home? She wasn’t the type. She loved the nightlife, always out in clubs or high-end restaurants with her spoiled friends.

“Who said that’s all I can do? I could be the personal driver for my famous, extremely busy surgeon wife.” “Oh yeah? And what if I’m in surgery until late at night?” “I’ll wait in your office while reading those novels piling up on your desk,” he answered, then brought his face closer as if about to kiss me. I lightly hit his shoulder. “Those novels are for Elena. I’m not the type to read teenage romantic dramas.” Liam laughed. “You used to love the story of our own romance. Now you’re pretending to be tough.” I huffed quietly, but inside I felt so warm.

“Wife. Cute. How long is that going to last once the green card is stamped? Six months? A year? Then what? You toss her back to the hospital and find a proper Russian girl?” Elena sets her fork down with a soft clink. “Careful,” she says, voice sweet but edged. “Some women bite back harder than you expect.” Viktor laughs, genuinely surprised. “She bites. I like her, Dante. She has fire. Tell me, Doctor, does he fuck you hard enough to match that mouth, or does he still treat you like fragile American glass?” I feel Elena’s hand slide onto my thigh under the table, squeezing once in warning. Her voice stays cool. “He fucks me exactly the way I want. And unlike you, he doesn’t need to talk abo