The Doctor Nikki Sloane Novels & Stories

"Sloane is out for blood, and your entire reputation is about to explode!" Keaton bursts through the double doors of the private medical suite, the sharp smell of antiseptic burning his nostrils. Sloane Everhart lies propped up on the bed with an ice pack pressed against her neck and shoulder, while Briar Kensington stands beside her, holding a glass of water. Sloane’s face is pale, her eyes filled with cold rage. Briar snaps her head around as the door slams open. "Oh, look who finally decided to show up! Did you see what that filthy little parasite did to your fiancée?"

She took a drag from her cigarette and exhaled slowly. "Okay," Sloane said, a genuine smirk forming on her face. "I see it now." "See what?" I asked. "Why Nico kept you," Sloane said. "You're not a mouse, Elena, you're a baby cobra, you just needed to break out of your shell." She reached across the table and tapped her cigarette ash into an empty saucer. "We should hang out," Sloane said. "I need someone to sit with during Macroeconomics who won't ask me about my dad's legal troubles."

Then, a woman stepped into the room, wearing an oversized white shirt that hung loosely on her frame, clearly made for a man. “Oh, you’re awake?” she asked, her tone casual yet friendly. Ariadne took in the woman’s striking beauty—her naturally wavy brown hair still damp and scented, as if she had just stepped out of the shower. The shirt barely reached her thighs, accentuating her long, slender legs and adding a sensual ease to her stride as she approached. “Who…?” Ariadne managed in a weak voice, still groggy. The woman gave a warm, confident smile and extended a hand. “I’m Sloane Brooks,” she said, her gaze steady. “Max’s personal doctor.”

Nina timidly greeted as soon as she was seated across from the old lady. "Hi, Monina! Nice to meet you." The doctor was looking at her patient's files in her hand. "What can I helo you with today?" She asked warmly. Nina looked at the name carved on her table. Dr. Vivian Donaire Ph.D. "I would like to ask some facts and possibilities of my illness getting out of control once I indulge in it." Nina boldly asked. She was no longer feeling awkward as she was a lady and specialized in dealing with cases like hers. Nina was confident that the doctor would understand her better if she states her queries direct and straight to the point.

Luna thought for a second. “No! I don't know you. Are you so important that I need to know about you?" Luna replied spontaneously. "What?! Watch your mouth, girl!" The woman raised her voice. "Why? Now it’s my turn. Do you want to know about me?" Luna replied without feeling afraid. “I am a doctor.” Luna told her. “And Mr. Nick is one of my patients.” "Damn girl, no one would even believe that you were a doctor, Luna. Look at the way you look. Nasty." She underestimated Luna.

It was thanks to Clara that she was able to find her true self. “Still, you psychiatrists amaze me. Changing a person’s life and showing them reasons to live on, it's really fascinating.” Jackson continued showing his appreciation of Riana and her job. “So what brings you here so early in the morning? Do VIP Doctors have too much time on their hands nowadays that they don't know how to spend it?” Riana said in a mocking tone to tease a certain VIP doctor.

"Who is your ob-gyn? I want your doctor to be a woman.” Nickson's sharp and cold words made Blakely snort. Turns out Nickson was really mad at her. Well, that's better than Nickson's disgusting sweetness. She was more used to handling Nickson's cynicism than her gentleness. “My ob-gyn is Doctor Monica Francess. She is a fifty-year-old woman who has been practicing as an ob-gyn for the past twenty years. What do you think, Nickson? I chose my doctor well, didn't I?”

El opened the door, and we rushed inside before she closed the door. "We were being followed,” Nikny broke the news to her, making El gasps in shock. "I told you it isn't safe, at least not yet,” El complained, sitting back in her usual chair, which was opposite the bed we slept on. "It wasn't something I could not handle El, besides she remembered some things,” Nikky announced excitedly, and El looked at me with surprise. “Yes, El, I remembered. I am a doctor, who is based in Chicago," I said, bragging about my new findings.

"But don't ever do that again, okay?" "Okay," she replied softly. Then, her eyes wandered toward the door, noticing Noah standing there. "Is that Noah? She doesn’t look that rude." Nick smiled. "No, she's not. She’s amazing once you get to know her." He glanced at Noah, who was making her way over to Maggie, a soft smile on her face. "Good morning," the doctor said as she entered the room. "Hello," Nick replied, his attention momentarily shifting. He stepped aside to talk privately with the doctor, leaving Noah and Maggie alone.

Nicole fumed. Her eyes were narrowed and almost boring into his skin, but Scott didn’t yield. “You told me to do whatever I like,” Scott pointed out. “Why are you interested in working with her?" Nicole asked. “Are you living under a rock? Her team is Doctor Athena’s team, so tell me, which medical facility would not want to team up with her?” Scott asked. Nicole scoffed in disinterest as she said, “That’s b*llsh*t, Liora is no one, and I want her out of town, but you signing a deal with her team is going to be a pain in my a**,”