Romance Novels With Doctor Heroines Novels & Stories

Hope's POV. What the hell am I doing? I am a doctor. A woman of science. Not some heroine in a supernatural romance novel. And yet, here I am, trudging through the misty forest again, guided only by this strange pull in my chest that has no medical explanation.

"I have a condition. Bibliomania. Medically diagnosed." "That's a real thing?" "Probably not. But it should be." She finally looked up at him. Really looked. Her eyes were dark and direct and slightly amused. "You're very tall." "I am." Axel wasn't sure what to do with that. "Do you need help with those?" "The books? I've got them." She demonstrated by immediately dropping two. "Mostly." Axel picked them up. Read the covers—both romance novels. "Good books?" "The best kind. Loud heroines, complicated men, happy endings." She took them back. "You don't read romance."

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- EXCERPT** Volume One (Main story) - Status (Ongoing) Volume Two (Season Two - Continuation of the main story) - Status (Ongoing) Volume Three (Side story) - Status (Ongoing) Warning: This novel contains mature content and misunderstandings but it is purely romantic. My other books. Her beauty within (The doctor's fiesty woman) Sold to a Ruthless Billionaire (Ongoing) Two Worlds Apart (Ongoing) NOTE: After 'Can you see me has been completed, my other books will be uploaded. I am very sure you will love them.

Hero was too worried about the woman who was now sleeping in his arms that he didn't care about the onlookers and what they were doing, he just walked away with Jules. ... Hero took Jules to one of the rooms upstairs, placing her gently on the bed. Meanwhile, Harris already called a doctor who arrived there in no time. "Doctor what's wrong with her?" Hero asked worriedly. The doctor was slightly taken aback and stared at Hero with wide eyes and mouth. 'Who is she to him?' He pondered, hearing the panic in Hero's voice and seeing how his gaze softened when they landed on the woman lying on the bed. Just like everyone else, the doctor knew Hero and how he was with women. He knew Hero hated wom

the doctor said to Ryan as he stood in front of him in the room, while I laid on the bed. "With the drugs I've given her, she'll be as strong as a lion by morning". He added. Ryan sighed and smoked from his cigarette. I hate it when he smokes. "Alright. Thank you" he said and the doctor nodded and left the room. He stood and watched me for a while before coming to meet me on the bed. I was beginning to feel better already. Although, there was still a cut on my lips. Ryan sat in front of me and put out the cigarette.

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

Beth and Mara both laughed and the doctors grinned trying to stifle small giggles. “Ms. Beth, or do I call you doc?” the male doctor spoke to Beth and she looked almost astonished “who me?” Beth chirped “oh shit hunny I haven't been called that in years just call me Beth'' The two doctors looked at eachother and grinned almost maliciously. The female placed a gentle kiss on the male doctor’s cheek and grinned softly. The male doctor offered his hand out to Beth with a flirtatious look “Well then Beth'' he cooed, as he took her small hand “Please do me the honor of discussing the Assassin's vitals and looking over his chart, I would hate to damage any of your exquisite work” and with his la

"Is it? Werewolves can have all sorts of abilities. Maybe yours is stealing medical knowledge from other doctors' minds. Maybe that's why you suddenly know how to do complex surgeries. You're absorbing information from everyone around you." "You're reaching." "Am I? Or am I the only one brave enough to ask the questions everyone else is thinking?" She crossed her arms. "You're hiding something, Mary. And when it comes out, and it will come out, your little romance with Dr. Owen won't save you. If anything, it'll drag him down with you." Before I could respond, a code blue alarm sounded. We both rushed toward the emergency room where nurses were already performing CPR on a patient who'd just

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

When she was merely some common girl Lexington whispered about, he had seen her. How dare she belong to someone else? He convinced himself Nicolai wanted her research. That their engagement was strategic. That Nova would eventually realize the truth. Except she didn't. Because every time Gabriel saw them together, the lie became harder to maintain. Nova loved Nicolai. Completely. And Gabriel fucking hated it. Hadn't he finally picked her? Hadn't he protected her? Hadn't he saved Elizabeth when everything went wrong at the Gala? He'd brought his medical bag because he understood exactly what could happen if the drug he'd created produced an adverse reaction.