Romance Novels About Doctors Novels & Stories

The dark skinned female doctor behind the desk stands up and gives us a welcoming smile as we enter. “Welcome, Miss Ross and Mr. Peccati. I am Dr. Harley Goldwing.” I am happily surprised that she actually greeted me before Alessio. “Please take a seat and we will start with some questions.” Alessio sits close to me on the couch and holds my hand in his lap. To any other person this must look like a loving and concerned partner. I can see the doctor’s eyes following every motion that we make, but she keeps her smile in place. “So you are here to find out if you are pregnant, is that correct?” The doctor looks at me but it is Alessio that starts to speak.

“Am not going to allow that, she’s mine and there’s nothing you can do about it,I don’t care about the prophesy,all I know is that she’s going nowhere. “What about our betrothal?” Lady Katherine asked, feigning sadness as her father wrapped her in his embrace. “I annulled it long ago,we were only Betrothed because of the spell but I have been healed,I can love now” he replied as I smirked inwardly.

I frowned. “My husband appreciates me.” Ryan smiled sadly. “I hope he does.” He stretched out the novel and asked me to reach for it if I could. Ryan was undeniably handsome. His sharp jawline, warm hazel eyes, and athletic build made him one of the most admired doctors in the hospital. More than half the female staff had a crush on him. Unfortunately for him, I wasn’t one of them. “Give me back the novel” He raised the novel above his head with a teasing grin.

"That's amazing, Mia. I'm so proud of you for committing to this." "You don't think it's weird? That it's your ex-husband?" "Vincent is one of the best doctors I know. If anyone can help you, it's him. And honestly, we've been divorced for three years. I've moved on. You shouldn't feel weird about this." But I did feel weird. Because the flutter in my stomach when I thought about seeing Vincent again had nothing to do with medical treatment and everything to do with the way his eyes had held mine when he'd said, "I'll see you Friday."

(The following scenario is picked up from a K drama. I did it because I am no medical professional so please no bad comments on this!) Angela skimmed through her Thesis paper making sure everything was perfect. This wasn't just any thesis paper. This had the potential to be the turning point of her career. She arranged the papers meticulously and prepared herself to meet the Chief Surgeon. She opened the door of her office, climbing up the stairs when he bumped into someone. Angela hissed as the steaming hot coffee scaled her hands and what's even more painful is her thesis paper is now blotted with brown coffee.

asked JC trying to find out about the romantic life of the beautiful doctor. The girl smiled amusedly and then replied, "I do sometimes date my colleagues at the hospital who are still single, also have blind dates several times. What do you want to know, Jason?" JC's face reddened with embarrassment, Anna Marie seemed to know the purpose of his question. Then he said again, "I certainly want to know everything about you, My Dear Anna. This time I want to start a new, serious relationship with you. Do you want one?"

Just muttered, “I’d like to see him try touching you wrong.” The doctor raised a brow. “You two together?” I choked on my own spit. Roman coughed. “No.” We both spoke at the same time. I added, “God, no.” Roman added, “Not yet.” There was a beat. The doctor smirked. “Okay, well, there’s a lot of tension here. I’m going to pretend I didn’t walk into a CW drama and continue my job.” Roman cleared his throat and backed away a step, rubbing the back of his neck. I stared at the ceiling, trying not to blush so hard my bruises turned magenta.

I knew perfectly well they were trying to keep an eye on me, and honestly, that was exactly the effect I wanted. At 12:55 p.m., one of the staff members pointed to a seat by the window. “Dr. Lane, have a seat. If you need anything, let us know. We’ll come by periodically to check.” With that, they shut the door behind them. The moment the records room door slammed shut, I grabbed the doctor's code of conduct handbook from the desk and began reciting it at the top of my lungs. “Article One! Doctors must possess sound professional ethics and medical competency, uphold their principles, and fulfil the sacred duty of preventing illness, treating disease, saving lives, and protecting the health o

I've encountered many patients who are quite talkative, so I am used to it. "You are also very beautiful, Doctor. Might I inquire if you are currently seeing someone?" she asked. With a polite smile, I nodded. "Yes, I do," I replied. "Please get up and take a seat.” "Is your boyfriend also a physician?" she inquired, adding, "I've heard that physicians tend to date other physicians. Therefore, what is the situation in your case, Dr. Granger?" She settled into the chair, watching me intently. "No, he is not a physician," I replied calmly, though I felt a bit annoyed. Nevertheless, I remained composed and prepared two examinations for her.

"But then, I didn't bother to ask." "How are your colleagues? As I understand it, hospitals are a hotbed of romance between doctors and nurses." "The idea that all nurses end up marrying doctors is just a saying," she informed him sternly. "First of all, half of the number of doctors today are women, and even if they aren't, finding a mate doesn't top my list." "Why not? Don't most women want to settle down and have children? Or do you want to tell me that you are not one of them?”