The Fever Novels & Stories

He nodded and said, "My daughter had a low fever one month ago. Then, it turned into a high fever. Many doctors couldn't find the root cause of it. "Her fever went up to 107 degrees three days ago. We've tried every method to bring the fever down, but nothing has worked." So, they'd turned the air-conditioning on to reduce her fever. The Whitlocks were abundant in financial power. They had the most innovative medical equipment and could get all sorts of priceless medication. However, nothing had been able to bring the fever down. If Ginger was just a regular person, the high fever would have damaged her brain and even cost her h

Riana asked Mirabella impatiently. Mirabella slightly shook Sapphire in an attempt to wake her up but there was no response, she touched her forehead and immediately retracted her hand. "Pyrexia!" Mirabella exclaimed. "What in heaven's name is pyrexia?" Riana asked confusedly. "High fever." Mirabella explained as she made Sapphire lay straight, facing upwards. "I don't understand what you're saying, what the hell is wrong with her!" Riana asked in frustration. "Calm down Riana, she'll be fine. She had high temperature it means her body temperature is higher than normal hence she's hot. Maybe that's what made her faint but she'll be fine." Mirabella aid calmly and reassuringly.

His body temperature was more than 39 degrees Celsius, definitely a high fever. Silvia couldn't help him. She was anxious. "Dr. Thames, what's wrong with his body? It didn't rain today, why is he having a fever again?" Dr. Thames first injected Jayden with antipyretics, then she explained, "Because he had alcohol today. His illness doesn't only relapse on a rainy day, but also when he drinks. There are a lot of uncontrollable factors." After listening to Dr. Thames's explanation, Silvia was so worried she frowned. "Can't his condition be cured entirely?"

“Of course! A whole group of female doctors and nurses are my fans. Adriana, why didn’t you record a video for me? Post it online so people can see how a young, handsome doctor fights death.” Adriana pulled out her phone and joked, “I didn’t think of it. Want me to fake a shot?” Henry laughed. “So, what brings you to the ER? Are you here to see a doctor?” “I have a slight fever and a cold,” Adriana replied. Henry’s expression turned serious. “A fever is no small matter—it can turn into a big problem. Did you take your temperature? How high was it?” Adriana wanted to roll her eyes at his dramatics. “Thirty-nine degrees. I measured it at the drugstore.”

"The grandmother gave me temporary power of attorney this week. The mother is in a coma downstairs, and the grandmother is with her. It was arranged that I'd keep the kids while she stays with her daughter." The doctor looked at the document on the screen, then at Simon, and something in her expression softened. "I see. Well, Mr...?" "Hart. Simon Hart." "Mr. Hart, we ran some tests on Lily. There's no infection. Her blood work is normal. There's nothing indicating a physical cause for this fever." She paused. "It's likely a stress reaction. Children, especially sensitive ones, can develop fevers when they're going through an emotionally intense situation."

Annie's P.O.V A whole week. That’s how long it had been since I stepped foot in school. Seven long, coughing, aching, fever-ridden days. At first, I thought the break would do me some good. Maybe even clear my head, or reset whatever strange glitch had taken over my life lately. But all it did was give me space to think—too much space. And when the silence settled, it was impossible to ignore just how loud the absence of my friends felt.

Lira (POV) The fever doesn’t start with heat. It starts with a scent. Faint at first—like burned sugar or rotting petals—sweetness over sour rot. It clings to my tongue, sticky and wrong. The moment it hits, my spine locks. I jerk upright from where I was curled against the wall. My throat scrapes dry. I swallow and it burns. The tether pulls. Not sharp. Not sweet. Just a low hum, vibrating against the bone.

Rose was listening to the teacher who was teaching them trigonometry, she already knows it but she is using it to distract herself from the two lovebirds sitting beside her, she wish her mate accept her, she made up her mind to go see him after the class and ask why he doesn't want her and then she will accept the rejection but suddenly she was starting to feel uncomfortable again in her seat, all she could feel all over her body was a burning sensation, she is feeling a great pain all over her body and she kept shifting in her seat, everything was starting to get blurry she tried to mind link someone cause she could not talk even to call the lovers beside her but she was too weak to do so.

wait— "You," she suddenly blurted out. His eyes diverted at her, Evander's expression was still the same and it seems like his ears are getting redder and redder every minute. "Are you sick? why are you so red?" she said and placed her hand on his forehead. But as if she has some sort of virus, Evander suddenly moved away as far as possible. What is his problem? She is just checking whether he has a fever or not. And why move so far? Gwendolyn scanned his whole body to look for anything disturbing him, and her eyes landed on his crotch. Her eyes widen, out of embarrassment she looked away.

I didn't hear anything after that but felt something wet on my back as someone is putting some kind of ointment in my wound but is it possible to apply ointments by their tongue? Maybe possible in our dream. When I thought it was done, a hand placed a cold cloth on my burning forehead that was soothing my body heat. I think I am having a fever in my dream but it felt so real. I chuckled inwardly and hugged the pillow even tightly. --- "What the hell are you doing here?" Someone shouted from behind. I can sense the anger in his voice but I'm busier in drowning in my body heat as the temperature in my body raised 110 degrees Celsius. But I have a fever in my dream, not in reality. Have I?