Voodoo Doctor Novels & Stories

the man in the other line said. “Just get to the point,” Vishnu ordered hiding his impatience and perturbation. “Bouarta pills. Do you know what it is, Prosecutor?” the Doctor asked. Vishnu’s heart skipped a beat after hearing what the Doctor said. The Doctor knew about the pills. How did he know about it? “I am sure you know it, after all, your pet is the one who made it.” Vishnu’s jaw clenched. Just how did this Doctor find out about the pills? It was only between him and his secretary. “What do you want?”

“You’re dripping my cum from last night and already creaming all over me again. What would the nurses think if they walked in right now? Seeing their respected surgeon destroying his pretty patient’s cunt just days after surgery?” He spanked me again, harder, then leaned over my back, fisting my hair to pull my head up. “Tell me how much you love being used by your arrogant doctor,” he demanded, voice rough against my ear. “Tell me you want me to breed you so deep you’ll be leaking for a week.” “I love it—” I moaned brokenly, pushing back to meet his savage thrusts. “I love your cock, Dr. Voss… Please breed me… Fill me up again… Knock me up with your cum—”

Fortunately, ours have returned to color. "She's a witch, and she's a half-human vampire like you." The doctor answered him. "She will be with me in everything I do and bewitch me." The doctor joked with us, and I laughed softly. "AA!" she screamed at me and looked at me badly, and he looked at the doctor. "Isn't it true?" I told her that the doctor looked like it was impossible for him not to type the doctor. "Ah, really, she's also half vampire." The doctor answered, turning his gaze to me.

I tried again, but my arms trembled, and I fell back against the bed with a quiet, irritated exhale. Pathetic. Venom watched the entire thing without moving. “…You’re weaker than I expected,” she said. “Then your expectations were stupid,” I shot back. The doctor cleared his throat nervously, adjusting something beside me. “You need rest. Absolute rest. Any strain could reopen—” “Get out.” Venom ordered him. The doctor froze. “I—I should at least—” “Out,” Venom repeated this time, not even raising her voice. That was enough. The doctor didn’t argue again. He packed up quickly, casting one last worried glance at me before leaving the chamber.

“Yes, Doctor.” “Good girl.” The praise sent a shameful throb straight to her clit. They started simple. He had her lie back on the padded exam chair. Soft leather cuffs locked around her wrists and ankles, spreading her legs wide. The gown was pulled open, exposing her naked body under bright lights. “First injection,” he murmured. Between her legs, her pussy grew slick, lips swelling visibly. “Oh… fuck,” she whispered, hips shifting. Dr. Voss chuckled darkly. “Language already? We’re just getting started.” He wheeled over a tray of instruments, vibrating wands, suction devices and a thick, ridged dildo that made her mouth water.

I asked in a shaky voice as I feared that I might have gotten their boss killed. That was when the doctor noticed me for the first time and she corked her brows at me in disgust. "Who the fuck are you?" She turned to Jackson whom I had not realised was behind me. "Get this woman out of here!" "I wouldn't do that if I were you," Luca warned and I blinked continuously. "She's important to him." I raised my brows at the answer. How was that possible? I just met Viktor yesterday! The doctor frowned but she turned to Viktor and shook her head before opening up her doctor tools. When I peeped in, every tool in there looked strange. It wasn't like that of a regular doctor.

I banged on the door with so much force, that pieces of the concrete fell to the ground. Shawna’s POV: “I swear, if my babies come out with two heads or some shit I’m killing everybody in this bitch.” I screamed as Lennox laid me on a table. I knew it hadn’t been cleaned before they put me on it. “Miss I assure you, that you are perfectly fine. I have delivered hundreds of supernatural babies.” The so-called doctor said as he came over to me putting his hand on my chest closing his eyes. “Sir what the hell are you doing? If you don’t get your hands out my boobs?” I said pushing his hands off my boobs. “Miss I was merely checking your vitals.” “Well don’t. My vitals are just fine. But I don’t

“Especially ones with… questionable paternity. Damien’s? Ethan’s? The twins do like to share, don’t they?” Her stomach turned. “Touch me and I swear I’ll scream this whole floor down.” He laughed softly, circling her slowly. “Scream all you want. Who do you think they’ll believe? The respected doctor who had a ‘breakdown’ after being unfairly targeted… or the nurse who’s been causing chaos since she got here? I could give you something right now. Just a little something to ‘help’ with the nausea.” He pulled a syringe from his coat pocket, holding it up so the light caught the needle. “Or maybe I let nature take its course. Accidents happen in hospitals all the time. Miscarriages. Sudden comp

He could reconstruct her entire life with a few commands. "You think this is impressive?" Her voice cut sharp despite the tremor in her hands. "Pulling up street cameras?" "Every camera in Vegas answers to me, Doctor." He touched his tablet. The screens shifted—inside the coffee shop, the pharmacy where she bought supplies, even ATM footage. "Past or present. I own the eyes of this city." "Who the hell are you?" He rose from the chair, moving toward her with deliberate steps. "Damian Volkov." The name rolled off his tongue like a death sentence. "Pakhan of the Volkov Bratva. The man who owns every shadow in Vegas."

Using the scalpel, Georgia cut his wound open to see the teared part of his flesh as well as the blood vessel. It wasn’t that hard for Georgia to do it since she was a doctor herself. However, that wasn’t the problem that she was facing right now. No matter how hard she tried to focus on the wound, Georgia’s mind kept bringing her back to that day in the forest. It felt as though the guilt she tried to forget just came back. Her hands were trembling–because she was losing her focus.