The Fever Code Novels & Stories

“Take your temperature.” Zachary placed the thermometer obediently. He felt dizzy and couldn’t lift his eyelids. When the time was up, Sarah checked the thermometer and saw a temperature of 39°C—high fever! She immediately started to get dressed. “You have a fever. You need to go to the hospital.” “No,” Zachary said lazily, sitting on the sofa. Sarah frowned. “You can’t just ignore a high fever like this. We need to go to the hospital.” “I’m fine,” he said, not wanting to go anywhere. He just wanted to stay with Sarah a bit longer.

It was clear—he just wanted to keep her busy with him. So she told him: if the fever didn’t go down by the afternoon, they *were* going to the hospital. He agreed. She lay down with him and kept him company through a nap. His fever did drop, just like he said. That afternoon, she made him food and soup. The old fox regained his energy—then immediately turned around and wore *her* out completely. While the two of them were tangled up together, he kissed her earlobe and confessed everything. That’s when Annabelle found out—he had never had a fever at all. That thermometer? He’d used it on *Coco*. He knew that a cat’s normal body temperature is 38–39°C…

I'm not important enough for her to rely on. After a brief wait, the doctor arrived and attended to Allegra's condition. Upon examination, he advised medication to alleviate her symptoms. Although he suspected a viral infection, he was concerned over her high fever, which had reached 104° F. It was imperative that the fever subsided within the next twenty-four hours, and told her to properly take care of her to ensure a speedy recovery. With any luck, she'd be feeling better by this time tomorrow.

Maya felt her forehead with the back of her palm and gasped. "You're still burning. I thought the fever would have reduced by now". Valentine winced as her head ached. Maya's voice was a little too loud. "I'm sorry" Maya whispered. She soaked in the towel and squeezed it out a bit before placing it on Valentine's forehead. She dabbed other parts of her body as well. "The fever should reduce now. Freya is coming with some medicines, I'm sure you'll be fine after taking them" Maya said as quietly as she could. Valentine managed to nod.

Instead, she felt like her whole body was on fire. There were voices beside her. Someone pried her mouth open and fed her something. She frowned at the bitter taste and wanted to spit it out, but a firm hand lifted her chin, forcing her to swallow. Hunter set the plate down and glanced at the infusion bottle beside him. "Mr. Reid, her fever is nearly 40 degrees Celsius. She won't wake up for a while." The private doctor was called in the middle of the night. Lena had been running a fever since three in the morning.

“The boy... Kael... he has a rare condition. A dormant blood fever. It activates under high trauma or stress.” I frowned. “What kind of fever?” “It’s tied to genetics, likely inherited from the father’s side. It’s unpredictable, but it can be fatal without exposure to the sire’s aura regularly.” My jaw clenched. “How bad is it?” “He’s stable for now, but it will flare again. The aura of the biological father helps regulate the child’s internal healing and keep the fever dormant. If he doesn’t stay close to you for the next few weeks, it could be fatal.”

she then emphasized the last word. "His Mom would definitely understand him," she said. My cough became worst as my body started to feel tired and the heat that I feel makes me uncomfortable and grumpy. "You okay, Keatton?" Mommy Elise asked. I shook my head, "No, Mom. I feel like I am having a fever," she then extended her arms at me as Mommy Elise placed the back of her hands at my forehead. My palms and my foot started to heat in an awful way.

Hot. Panic struck him instantly. “Damn.” He shouted toward the door. “Quick, come here!” Several servants rushed in. “What is it, Sir?” “Prepare fever medicine and a cold compress now!” Grayson ordered sharply. The servants hurried away. Grayson kept his hand on Kimmy’s forehead. “Why didn’t you tell me you were sick?” Kimmy slowly opened her eyes, her voice weak. “I’m fine… just a little dizzy.” “Silence.” Grayson’s tone was full of worry. “Don’t talk. You have a high fever. I won’t stand by and watch you like this.”

That part had struck me as insanely odd. “Please,” I begged the doctor, making my sister give me a side-eyed glance. “It’ll be really helpful if I knew how my friend was doing.” “His fever is very high so we’re currently trying to monitor it,” the senior doctor told me, his expression sympathetic. “But he should’ve had treatment sooner, or it wouldn’t have come to this point.” “It also appears that the fever may have been caused due to stress,” he added after going through the charts. “Some of his blood works are off the charts. Any idea what could’ve caused this?”

he cursed as he walked over to the bathroom and brought out a thermometer. He pushed it closer to her sealed lips and Carla, parted it slightly as he placed it under her tongue. She didn’t protest, she felt weak. Almost a minute later, the thermometer beeped and Aeden carefully pulled it out and looked at the temperature that was displayed on the small screen on the stick. “You are running a fever,” he said impatiently and stood up pulling out his phone. After searching for a specific number, he pressed the phone to his ear. “Aeden, don’t call the doctor. This is common. Just give me some aspirin.” She whispered making him frown. But he didn’t listen, when had he ever?