They Call Me Doctor Love Novels & Stories

I love her. I’ve fallen in love with a girl. I chuckled low at the realisation. She had no idea yet, but my entire mood was controlled by a look on her face, and now that the realisation has hit me….I’ll do any fucking thing for her; all she’d need to do was ask. “Mr Ravenscroft.” The doctor called, drawing me from my thoughts, as I turned to him. I could not help the fucking feeling of hope in my chest. It was almost laughable.

" asked the doctor, still with a sweet smile, seeking attention? Oh, shouldn't a doctor be friendly? "I-" "Nothing, he can call me if he needs anything," Amayra cut in making Inder purse his lips again with furrowed brows. "Ah, alright then. Are you his brother Mr. Mahendra?" he asked. "I'm her lover, Doctor Yena" Amayra replied a little bitterly. Doctor Yena looked surprised to hear that, but she returned to normalizing her expression "Okay miss, if something happens, call me immediately. Then I'll excuse me,". Doctor Yena smiles awkwardly at Amayra, the woman realizes Amayra's dislike for her.

"Not now, please!" My trembling fingers fumbled for my phone on the bedside table, the screen blurry through my tears. I pressed the phone frantically, dialing the first number that went through, barely able to see who I was calling. The phone rang once, twice, and then a familiar voice answered. "Miss Aretha, do you need anything," the doctor...the call went through to him. "D—doctor L-Liam," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "I can't... something's wrong... please, help me!"

And yet… My heart still reached for the illusion. “Doctor B,” I called softly, my voice rougher than I expected. She turned to look at me. The question slipped out before I could stop it, pulled from somewhere deeper than pride, deeper than reason. “Have you ever been in love with someone?”

Please why do you call me? Kara ask and observe a second of silent first before the doctor shrugged at her. " Please can you come to the hospital right now?" It's urgent. The doctor Rasped in as the call came to an end. Kara without hesitation, lock the door and walk to the main road to board a cab to the hospital. With the way the doctor sounded seems like something was wrong. Yeahs from his tone. But she hope it isn't what she thought it could be. *****

I know he called you but now tell me where he is) She did not answer so I tried to get up from the bed. A sudden ache in my stomach had me staying still. Oh God, what is this? “He is not the one who called the doctor.” I looked towards the door and saw Lara standing there. “I called the doctor” No this cannot be true. He loves me. He will not give me pain. She is telling a lie. “Perímene éxo giatré” (Wait, outside doctor) “Nai kyría mou” the doctor went out and Lara closed the door. (Yes ma’am)

I threw the marker in the bathroom trash can. My femininity hurts as I swear. Damn! I’m nervous! I type fast. Verine: Tit! Do you have Doc’s number? Emergency. Tits: Yes, why what happened? Verine: Give it to Tit. Plss .. I beg of her. Tits: I’ll just text you mate ata e! Don’t expect that because I’m Doc’s text mate! He cares about me. Tit’s grin. Asus! Be careful because we have arthritis! Looks like Tit won’t just give Doc’s number, I need to think of a way.

His ally in the hospital. The phone rang for some seconds before he finally picked up the call. "Yeah any news?" The person said from the the other line. "Yeah an interesting one. Our little whiny brat just got himself a girlfriend. Do you know Melanie Steven's a doctor in your hospital?" "Yeah. She is girlfriend" The person said In a surprised tone. "Yeah and now it's change of plans. You know what to do, too bad my son won't even help me when he knows what I'm doing is for him" He said.

The doctor’s voice answered on the other end. “Hello, Miss Aurora,” Dr. Young greeted, sounding calm, professional. “Hi, Doctor Young,” I replied, my voice sweet but laced with a hint of something darker. I took a deep breath, my lips curving into a twisted smile. “I need a favor from you.” Lucas's POV I was at work, signing in paperwork, when my phone buzzed. The call was from the hospital, and the world around me seemed to blur as the nurse’s voice rang loudly.

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Nine Richard Greyson sat alone in his study long after the call ended. The phone rested on the desk in front of him, the screen already dark again, but his hand was still resting beside it as if the conversation had not truly finished. The words from the doctor replayed in his mind whether he wanted them to or not. She had been polite. Professional. Careful with every sentence. But the meaning had been clear. She would not take the case. The fourth doctor in a row.