The Pact Book Doctors Novels & Stories

It was a lie, but since she was human, that was the only thing she might listen to. “So you mean to say that you allow your servants to look so tardy and unkempt while you look…” She paused to look me up and down again and again. “…well, not any different,” she added. “Still, sir, I can’t give you that information.” Right then, a doctor stepped out. I recognized him immediately, and he did too. “Beta Cullen,” he bowed. He was one of our pack doctors who worked here to help our members get access to more modern medicines.

She believed doctors must be meticulous and deceived because they hold the lives of others in their hands. Having turned around, Alice quickly left with the nurse followed by the interns. Patrick handed the tissue to the girl and said, “Don’t be afraid to be blamed. You are going to be a doctor. You have to deal with it anyway. So wipe your tears.” Alice didn’t go very far, so she heard what Patrick said to the girl, and she could not help but pick up the record book in her hand and look at it after that. At that moment, Patrick had just pushed the patient in from the structure outside. He had already told the nurse about the patient's basic condition and what they should do first and had wr

Started pulling down boxes from the top shelf. Old tournament trophies. Photos. Random stuff I'd shoved up there when I moved in. A napkin fell out of one of the boxes. White. Wrinkled. Writing in black pen. The Mel's Diner napkin. Our pact. I picked it up. Unfolded it carefully. The paper was soft from being folded and unfolded so many times. **THE HOLIDATE PACT** *Rules:* *1. Holidays only* *2. No feelings* *3. No expectations*

"But, Parte, surely he wouldn't inform the magistrates if you told him in confidence, which I suppose you must have?" "I don't know, but I shall find out!" said Patrick, buttoning up his great coat. Mr Fritzwa turned with sudden suspicion to the doctor, who was standing beside him. "I take it you know nothing of this, Larry?" The doctor replied in a dry tone, "I did not lay information against your principal, sir, but I am forced to admit that it may be through me that this duel has been interrupted. If it was so I cannot regret it, though I certainly did but intend to".

she sits and we go over the different drugs and foods that can cause Indigo to go into early labor and I being the loving mother I am, take not of everything and relay the message on to my inside man. Once the doctor is done, I send her off with a handsome payout and ask her to remain on speed dial in case I need her again soon. Mafia doctors are med-school drop out who have fucked up or had views that differ from the rest of the class. They see the dark side of medicine and often times ask why there aren't more privately paid doctors on hospital pay-rolls. When their questions go unasked they somehow find themselves in some seedy fight club and then to us.

Marius was furious when he saw that he had failed to lecture Sebastian and had gotten sniped at instead. He stood up and pointed angrily at Sebastian as he said, "That's not going to work on me! Which medical school did you graduate from? Do you know who I am? How dare you speak to me like that?" Marius took out a document, which was proof of his membership in the World Doctors' Association. He waved it around in front of Sebastian's nose. The World Doctors' Association was an elite organization that every doctor in the world dreamt of joining. It had a monopoly on the most advanced medical equipment and the most cutting-edge theses. It also had the best research organizations.

Socrates snickered like a smug bastard and said disdainfully, “You’re mad at me? You will need to have the ability to do so, right? If you say one more word, I'll throw you out at any minute! ” The doctors wanted to help, but several security guards pulled out their batons at the same time. They were terrified and did not dare to make a move. As doctors who treated patients and saved lives, they would not know how to fight. Furthermore, this group of doctors were all elderly people, and they were not opponents to those strong and fit security guards. They might not be able to beat one of them even if there were ten of them. Jacob felt anxious as he looked at the strong and fit security guard

“What brings you here so suddenly?” Axton wasted no time on pleasantries. He stepped forward and slammed the photocopy of the fake medical record stating that Angelina’s uterus was damaged onto the doctor’s desk. “Explain this to me, Doctor Jhonny. Directly. Without a single lie,” Axton hissed, his voice low yet dripping with deadly menace. Doctor Jhonny frowned, picked up the document, and read it carefully. A second later, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened. He looked at Axton with confusion and disbelief.

Deven let go of my hand, and I placed it on Lia's, sensing the heat of her blood mixing with mine. The rest of us came after, all of us exchanging a glance of silent comprehension as we finished the ceremony. When it was finished, all of us had been marked, with a red line running down our hands, symbolizing the pact that united us. Deven spoke the words that would confirm our oath in a quiet, almost reverent voice. This blood binds us together. With this pledge, we are united. Our connection cannot be broken by any force, fear, or power. We stay united... until the final moment.

I approached Christopher’s supposedly lifeless body and lifted the white sheet covering him, forcing out a couple of tears for good measure. "Christopher, I’m sure your spirit would agree with this. Isn't that right?" I asked aloud. "All we need is a fingerprint here, and this contract will take effect. The patient’s family will forgive you." Having said that, I grabbed his hand firmly. His hands stiffened, as though he had heard me, and he seemed to resist signing the contract. However, I forced his hand down without batting an eye until the contract was successfully signed.