Sci Fi Plague Doctor Novels & Stories

"Some of us just make more interesting ones." A beat of silence. Then Alexei laughed—a sound like gravel in a blender. "I like her, Damian. She has spine." He turned to Marcus. "What do you think, brother?" "I think," Marcus leaned in, his cologne too strong and sweet, "that the good doctor and I have much in common. I collect medical oddities. Preserved specimens. Historical instruments. Perhaps you'd enjoy seeing them sometime?" "I prefer my patients breathing." "How limiting." His shoulder pressed against hers. She could feel him sweating through his expensive shirt. "The dead tell such interesting stories."

"I am a doctor... and one brought here by your alpha to do what you can't do!" His mouth flopped open and close again like a fish out of water and his eyes threatened to pop out. "A doctor??" "I am THE doctor," I smiled sweetly. "I was already nearing a breakthrough in my research in the Moon Stone pack before I was brought here," I paused to let the information sink in, "Now, scoot over and give me the reports of the plague here." He looked like he was about to object but then thought better of it and nodded.

The handwriting wasn’t. "Definitely not Echo," Lina muttered, snapping holographic photos with her wrist comm. "That bitch painted in blood. This is... different." A new voice spoke from the shadows: "Different doesn’t mean safer." The man who stepped into the light wore a plague doctor’s mask retrofitted with humming cybernetics. His coat—stitched together from what looked like implanted human skin—rustled as he moved. Jeff had his gun drawn before I could blink. "Who the hell—"

"A girls body was been found floating in a river with a wound in her neck. She is identified on her I.d we found in her pocket. She is Lesly Thrill currently working in a hospital. Police can't find any lead and Cctv's that time is not found. Let's hear a word from a doctor who checked on her," Waylan got shocked when the doctor who is talking from the news is Jet. "Good morning, as I check the dead body seems like she died from losing a lot of blood. I'm sorry to say this but seems like vampires are now appearing. Why? As you look on her neck seem like something sucks her blood and human is not capable of doing that." Waylan's bag suddenly fell upon hearing what Jet has said. "How can he s

And before he could tempt me into punching him , I jumped back and did not humour him by answering. But I could not let him win by changing the subject, so I intensified my glare imagining them to be dagges that were slicing away at his beautiful face. Intensifying my glare, I refused to give up without an answer. Just as I prayed for it to work his eyes slowly wandered away, looking anywhere, but eye to eye. "Word goes around." He finally said and seeing my dissatisfaction he elaborated. "It's not a big secret that the Underworld has its first and only doctor. You see the Underworld and its ruler has never been warm and cozy with outsiderss, so it caused quite a ruckus back in Olympus."

“I was wondering who you might be. It turns out that you’re Qantas the Weird, an evil doctor hated by man and god. The Witch Doctor Sect is not the same as it was before. Back then, Immortal Doctor Guilherme Extraordinaire left the Witch Doctor Sect, which meant that the true witch doctor legacy had not been in Nonagon Cave since long ago. Even if someone acquired the legacy from Nonagon Cave, it doesn’t make him an Immortal Doctor.” Wallace paused briefly and looked at the person from the Witch Doctor Sect, Levi Bayer. “If he goes around with you, Qantas the Weird, that makes him equally terrible on all accounts. He doesn’t have the heart of a doctor. If someone like this were called an Imm

She asked. Damien stood up. "I'm getting the doctor." He said, walking out the room. When he came back, doctor Osler rushed into the room. He felt Tierra's head, checking her pulse. "That's strange. It's like she was never sick before. I'm gonna have to take some blood samples." Tierra's eyes widened. "I don't understand, she was near to death yesterday." Damien said. "She's the first to survive the plague. I need to do some blood test to find out how." Osler said as he inserted a needle in to Tierra's arm.

I stated, and there was a loud clap among the crowd in support of my speech, to show they were also delighted to have me on the stage. "You know, it's a thing of joy that made us all gather here. The Melchizedek family invited us all to this occasion to celebrate with them for survival, out of how pleased and grateful they are for our God to rescue them from the plague that struck our pack. He rescued us all in different situations through our amazing special doctor, who happens to be in our midst today as well," I said, pausing for a while. Silence took over the hall as everyone was eager to hear what I would say next—the name of the doctor.

"Do you think they can live peacefully once they return home? Will the people who found you capture them again?" This questioning made the doctor fall silent. After two seconds of silence, he covered his face and burst into tears. On the floor was a grown man, crying as he squatted. "I'm just an ordinary doctor. Why did you come looking for me? Who are you guys? Who are they?" His shoulders trembled as he continued, "I don't know anything. I don't know anything!" "No, you are not an ordinary doctor. You are skilled in gynecology and proficient in neurology and transplant surgery. You’re a remarkable doctor. Otherwise, they wouldn't have come looking for you."

Rave got up and walked casually in their direction, just another visitor on his way to the hospital As he drew nearer the two men, his volkaane eyesight read the plastic nametag attached to the man in the suit’s lapel. He was a doctor from the Center for Disease Control. Rave smiled as he approached the men. “Good morning,” he said cheerfully. “Anything new on those zombies from yesterday?” He kept his tone light, like he didn’t really care whether he got an answer or not. The colonel studied Rave carefully for a moment. He seemed to decide that Rave was just a curious citizen.