Superhero Hospital Show

Scarlet blood trickled from my thigh as I clutched Arvin Owen's hand. "My belly... It hurts so much..." He shook off my hand indifferently. "Come on, I know it's chicken blood you are using. Debby just suffered abuse from her husband and is now in the hospital without anyone to care for her. Don't be so spoiled!" But what flowed from me was not chicken blood. It was my life slipping away.

“Remember when I said I forgive you? Guess what baby, I lied.” ****** Bree had thought that breaking the heart of her boyfriend, Spencer on that rainy evening was the worst day of her life but her cold and manipulative mother proved her wrong by sending her to a psychiatric hospital as a punishment. Finding out that she was pregnant and escaping the hospital, Bree fled the city to somewhere far away to escape the clutches of her controlling mother and become a free bird. When her little one turned three, she innocently asked, “Mommy, where is Daddy?” “Daddy is no more,” she let out the first thing that came to her mind. After five years, Bree returned to the city, this time as an FBI agent and crossing paths so soon with Spencer in an unexpected dire situation was something she never expected. Amid all similarities, the old chirpy vibrant man that she once knew was no more, instead this Spencer was bitter and vengeful. He was hell-bent on making her pay for her decision five years ago. Moreover, how will the morally gray man react when he finds out that they have a child together, especially after his last words to her years ago that still echoed in her ears day and night?

After catching her husband in bed with her step-sister, Kayla Nikolai is left heartbroken and in a pool of blood when she demands an explanation. But the ultimate betrayal comes when Jackson, her ex-husband, serves her divorce papers while she's recovering in the hospital asking her to stay away from him. Completely destroyed, Kayla leaves the hospital in a haste before she's discharged and runs away. She doesn't make it very far and her weak body gives out at the border. She's rescued by a rogue who turns out to be her brother-in-law, Callan, who had been presumed dead for five long years. When they discover the mate bond between them, he tells her he only has one goal; get revenge on his brother and anyone who forced him into exile. Seeing that she had the same goal, she decided to unite with him and defeat their common enemy. But as their arrangement continues, lines begin to blurb as feelings and emotions get involved. Kayla starts to crave for more but could she be aiming too high? Would this be the happy ending she has always dreamed of or was she wrong to partner with and trust a Rogue? Will they claim their revenge and succumb to their passion, or will the ghosts of their past destroy their future?"

"What's that bulge? It looks different from mine." My eighteen-year-old neighbor, sweet but simple, stared curiously at the place between my legs, a hungry glint in her eyes. I played dumb. "Why don't you show me what yours looks like?" To my surprise, without the slightest hesitation, she suddenly tugged off her little white skirt, revealing a smooth, bare patch of skin. "See? Right here—it's totally flat. There's nothing at all."

After caring for her four younger siblings and working as hard as she can, Zuri finds out she is sick. Sick with the same disease that killed her young mother. While waiting for her fate in a hospital far from home, Zuri recieves a visit from a complete stranger. A stranger that leads her down a path that not only heals her, but makes her whole. Journey along with Zuri as she is teleported to the great unknown and meets the male meant for her.

My mother fell critically ill and was rushed to the hospital. Desperate, I knelt before my fiancé—the department's chief surgeon—and begged him to take charge of her operation. But outside the ICU, he was carefully tending to a scraped knee. Lucy Wendell's scraped knee, to be exact. Just as I was drowning in hopelessness, Cameron Mitchell—the hospital director and my childhood friend—pushed open the operating room doors and handed me a marriage proposal. "Marry me, and I'll personally perform your mother's surgery." With trembling hands, I signed my name, clinging to the last shred of hope that she could be saved. But she never made it through that stormy night. Cameron handled all the funeral arrangements himself, and our wedding proceeded as scheduled. Seven years later, in the hushed silence of the hospital archives, I overheard Cameron speaking with the deputy director. "Cameron, why did you transfer your mother-in-law's organ to Lucy's mother during that surgery? Weren't you afraid of getting caught?" "I owed Lucy," he replied. "If I hadn't hesitated back then, Lucy never would've chosen medical aid work in Africa… and her mother wouldn't have fallen ill from the grief."

When an Arachne ships herself to Mike Radley's home, he doesn't know what to expect. He didn't expect to get caught in an intricate trap laid by the Jersey Devil. He really didn't expect an angel to steal his home and lock it away in Purgatory. And he definitely didn't expect the Horsemen of the Apocalypse to show up on his lawn. Will it be the end of the world, or just a devil of a time? Welcome to Home for Horny Monsters (Book 05). Expect the Unexpected.

For two years, I lay in a coma. My body was helpless on a hospital bed, connected to tubes and machines that beeped endlessly. While I fought between life and death, my husband chose to look for another woman. Instead of struggling for my recovery, Roby decided to enjoy his life. He showered that woman with luxury and happiness... using my wealth. Just watch. I will make their hearts stop the moment I set foot again in my own palace.

Mack got hurt on the job. it could be a normal thing as a police officer. When he was brought to the the hospital though he saw her. He knew it was her. The one female he had always wanted. Haven saw her old friend from college when they brought him in with the other police officers. Though she was a doctor she hardly ever worked on that floor. Everything gets turned upside down when they meet again.

“Our pathetic engagement is done, so don’t ever show your miserable face around me again. I’ve been disgusted by it for years! You are dying soon anyways, your disease has no cure! RIP in advance.” Francis, my fiancée spat cruelly, each word like a wound to my already broken heart. Not bothering to know how deep his words were hurting me. And didn’t care I was already drowning in pain.