Rose From Doctor Who Novels & Stories

“Nooo! I can't!” “Look at me, kitten.” She felt woozy when she heard the doctor’s voice. She drew the pillow away, seeing Cassandra smiling warmly at her before dipping her head, her mouth finding her intimate lips. She let out a sigh of pleasure, her toes curling. She brought her hand down, holding the doctor’s head as she licked, explored, teased her till she could no more. Cassandra murmured, “You taste so good, sweetheart.” “Don’t…ngnn say that.” She couldn’t help but rock her hips against her mouth as the doctor took her sweet time. She threw her head back, moaning when she then latched her mouth on her sensitive rosebud, gently sucking the area. Her body burnt.

I was so grateful to the heavens that yet again we were interrupted by another doctor because I wasn't certain that I could contain my pent-up sexual desires much longer if Lucifer kept this up. This doctor, however, happened to be the doctor that would be treating Rose. She smiled at me and I immediately felt calm and at ease. Her smile was warm, friendly, and soothing. It made no sense but I imagined that it was her way of making her patients comfortable around her. "Rose would like to speak to you," the doctor directed her sentence to me and then shot a friendly glance in Lucifer's direction. "Me?" "Her!" Lucifer's eyes turned cold, "She wants to speak to her? Are you sure?"

Chapter Thirty Seven: Rosa's POV The mansion was wow! After speaking with Rose, I decided to go see my love. As I was approaching the outer part of her apartment, I felt a sharp pain in my back. My bodyguard opened the door for me to enter, as I sat on the chair, my body ached badly and I couldn't endure it. I quickly called my doctor. “Hi Doctor Reign, you need to come to my house. I need a medical attention.”

He rolls his eyes playfully and shrugs. “So, about Sterling. The dude’s a ghost and he wanted to have you killed.” I shake my head slowly. “No, you don’t get it. It’s a curse.” I say. “A curse? Elaborate please, Ms. Rose.” Wesley crosses his arms on his chests and waits for me to explain. “I will back in two hours.” The doctor says. “No yelling, please.” He says this while looking directly at Wesley. He smiles a cheeky smile. The doctor leaves and closes the white door behind him.

No one could. And I’m tired of explaining over and over again. Now everything was going along to plan. And soon, it would be clearer soon. The doctor entered into the hospital and gave me a quick look before turning to Rosa. He was the doctor I had to plant here for everything to go well. “Mrs Rosalind. You are up.” He was a healer from my pack. And he was the only one who could explain why Rosalind healed fast. The other doctors would be too freaked out to even think because of the speed of which Rosalind healed.

The thought of his name alone had me smiling. Alexander: Hey, Pretty Flower. ...and blushed furiously at the name, another involuntary smile making its way on to my face. Rosette: Hi Doctor. I wasn't sure if he would reply, considering his first message was about twenty minutes ago, but I kept my fingers crossed. Sure enough, I'm less than a minute, he replied. Alexander: You're gonna hang on to this title, aren't you? Rosette: You are a doctor, aren't you?

Once they arrived, Rose walked towards the doctor who was now standing at the corridor. "Please can i see him?" She begged as the doctor nodded. Upon seeing his response, she smiled, running towards Mr. Evidence's room. She got there and knocked. "come in." She heard. She walked in and stood in front of him. "I can do it. I can be your caregiver." She replied.. A dangerous but sexy gaze ran down Rose from her head, down to her toes as she spoke again and not minding how dangerous those gazes were.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

Something felt strange. But I was still too shaken from everything to understand it. I kept staring at Ms Choice… when something suddenly clicked. Her face. Her real face. Was standing in front of me. Not my reflection. Not a shared mind. Not a form-switch. But her. Separate from me. My eyes widened. Slowly, I looked down at my own hands… My legs… My breath caught. I wasn’t Ms Choice anymore. I was me. Rose David. Fully, completely, entirely Rose.

The girl did not move, trapped in the big body of the handsome doctor. The scent of Robert's masculine freshness wafted into her nostrils, making Rose almost fall asleep, before finally coming back to her senses when she heard someone screaming.