Reaper Nurse Novels & Stories

Focused. “Take him first,” I say as Ronan is dragged in, blood soaking through his shirt. “I said I’m fine,” he mutters through gritted teeth. “You’re not,” Sophia snaps suddenly. We all turn. She’s there. Already moving. Focused. Different. Not scared. Professional. “I’m a nurse,” she adds quickly, stepping beside the doctors. “I can help.” They don’t argue. They don’t have time. She’s already working. Good. I turn back to Elena. She’s still in my arms. Still holding on.

A huge guy steps out into the bright light. I slowly look up and down his massive body. "Does he wear thigh-high socks, too?" I ask with a straight face. The nun giggles, her soft blue feathers rustling. The new doctor stops. Where a human head should be, there's just a glowing, neon-yellow biohazard sign floating over his neck. It is totally weird. I am instantly obsessed. "If the Grim Reaper is asking..." His voice is so deep and rough it vibrates straight down to my lower stomach. "I guess I can do anything you want."

I am Rey Reed Smith, the last of the reaper's hunters and the wielder of the soul nectar. Taking another deep breath, I quickened my pace as the noise of those stupid crowds grew more intense. It was the same sound I'd grown accustomed to; it meant one of their most vicious and important players was about to slay his victims. My plan is simple. I will just brag into the arena ground, slaughter their players, rescue my team, kill the bastard, Ryan, and find my way out. I knew that with my newfound power, I was invisible to any weapons they were welding and that none of their players, not even Ryan, were a match for my abilities now.

She said to her, and the kid nodded with a smile. “Shannon, I need you.” “No, you don't. You’ve got this, Frey,” she assured me as she led her daughter up to me, and she held onto my arms. “Her name is Charice, and she loves cartoons, cookies and bedtime stories. I need this, Frey. I am a Reaper on life support and anything could go wrong anytime, so I need to go out there and figure things out for myself.” She uttered. I pulled her into an embrace and said, “I’ll text and call every day. I promise.” She nodded before she let her go, disappearing into the darkness of the night.

Trend leave me to bring Luck back to the van to get first aid from Nerve while I run down the corridor and hallways to look for Reaper. After what felt like hours, I finally found him. He was left there, unconscious in the broadcast room. There was no sight of King Clown but taking him out till the van will be a hard task since there are still people out there who are rampaging. It's impossible to go out without fighting. Lucky me, there was a water dispenser in there. It must've been for the staff but at this moment, it's the perfect tool for me to wake him up. I take the paper cup and filled it with water. I splash Reaper with it and he woke up with a jolt. He almost punches me thinking I'

"How troublesome you are! You know you're in no shape, yet you still provoke me." She pushed me away, but I didn't let go, leaning down to kiss her ear. "We can't go all the way, but we can..." We'd always made an effort to keep things interesting, so when I hinted, she understood, her cheeks pink as she nodded. I glanced down at the IV in my hand. At that moment, the door swung open. "Ah!" A young nurse, Rachel Chase, nearly dropped her tray. "I'm sorry! It's time to change your dressing."

She didn't know which position to take because apart from her head that was aching, her body was not left out. A few seconds later, someone knocked on the door. "I am doing fine…" "Hera, I have a nurse here to help you." Zach interrupted her. "Oh, thank you, Mr. Zach." The door was opened and a chubby nurse came in. She was wearing her glasses that were sitting prettily on her chubby nose but because of her smile, Hera could feel that she was probably one of the rarest kinds of nurses that one could come across. "Hello, Miss Hera."

It's all legal and doesn't look like a scam. "Le--Leonard Connor?" The nurse's voice suddenly choked. How could he not know Leonard Connor? His ancestors in the afterlife must be waiting to meet him in the near future. "I--I'm sorry, sir... this way, please," she said suddenly kindly. Her other co-workers looked at each other. They refused to get involved with the very famous god of death. "It seems that her death is near," said one of the senior nurses who just looked at her junior with a pity look.

I blink the stupid tears away and give him a small smile. I don't pull away from him. I need his touch... Not to mention my legs still feel like they are going to disappear on me. I don't know if it was from the attempted rape, shock, or whatever the hell John drugged me with, but my entire body is shaky. The nurse looks at me up and down as I approach, and for a moment her professional mask slips and she looks really upset before she places a strained smile. "Let's get you looked at," she says gently. "My name is Evelyn, and I'll be your nurse tonight."

the nurse smirked at Rei as she called out to me. “Your friend is beautiful, and anything that graced that amazing body would be so lucky,” I responded with a seductive grin. The hot nurse bit her lip and shook her head. “If I were 20 years younger and single, I would climb that man and….” the woman uttered just loudly enough for us to hear and mortify Rei. Rei's eyes widened as she hastily backed up, aiming to leave swiftly.