Reaper Nurse Novels & Stories

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.

“Oh, you’re awake. How’s your pain level?” I didn’t answer. Couldn’t focus on anything except the empty chair. “Mr. Reyes?” The nurse moved closer, professional concern on her face. “Can you hear me?” “Where…” My voice was still rough, barely functional. “The girl. Where…” “The young woman who was here earlier? She stepped out. I can have someone find her if…” “Please.” The nurse nodded. “I’ll send someone to look. But first, I need to check your vitals.”

The Reaper hissed angrily. Then Rena suddenly appeared and run towards the wall and kicked it, sending herself flying towards the Reaper. Rena back flipped in mid air and slashed the dagger into the Reaper's head and landed on the ground like a feather. The monster cried and it vanished into shadows and back to the abyss. She killed it. With a breath, Rena stood up and smiled at Serra. "Killing Reapers would be my new hobby now" Rena said, panting. Then they both laughed.

Will she die tonight? Unlike what most mortals believe, I’m not the only reaper walking this world. There are many of us, spread across the earth like silent watchers. Death is constant—every second, someone takes their last breath. But not all of them fall under my charge. I only reap those whose names appear in my book—the appointed souls bound to my hand. I kept checking my note, flicking through its cursed pages, waiting for her name to appear. But it didn’t. Not yet.

“No—I mean—I didn’t mean to say that. That’s not—I’m Reina. Not Romance. I mean, I’m not Romance—you’re not Romance either—you’re Roman, obviously. Wow. Okay. Let’s just… pretend I’m normal.” He chuckled, and it wrapped around me like a slow-burning fuse. Is it hot out here? I can feel myself melting pretty fast. I nodded too fast, trying to recover. “Reina. I’m Reina. Sorry—nurse brain. Sleep-deprived. Not drunk, I promise.” His eyes flickered with interest. “You’re really a nurse?” “Yeah,” I breathed. “Not always here though. But when I am, I’d be glad to help if you need anything.” Haven't I said that before? What is wrong with me!

So, the female nurse feels pleased with the three. “Hello, miss.” Rai greeted, looking well-behaved. “We came here to check on our friends and classmates Sheinna Fornite and Reiner Wellday.” He said. “May I ask how they are now?” he asked. “Oh. Reiner might have a long fever.” The female nurse answered. “As for Sheinna, she has a headache because of the lack of sleep. But, both really feel down…” she sighed.

"The stories we prepared about Lyra — the infidelity, the seduction, the bastard child. Those are already circulating through the pack. Every servant, every guard, every elder has heard the same version." Serena's crying slowed. She wiped her nose with the back of her hand. "Soon," I said, "every person the Reaper's men speak to will confirm it. And when that tyrant discovers the kind of woman he's marked..." I let the smile come. "He'll do our work for us." I straightened my coat and picked up a bottle of aged whiskey from the cabinet. I had to strike first. Fucking Reaper bastard. My jaw tightened, my fingers pressing into the glass. He'd ruined everything—the naming ceremony I'd spent so

Rhea said and crawled on the bed, but Logan shifted away knowing full well she would not get the bullet out but drag it further in his flesh and cause his death slowly "G...get away from me!"he made a low yell and pushed her away which was a bad idea because he felt more pain and Rhea narrowed her eyes at him "I...think I was a nurse in my past life...yes I was a nurse so...so let me do this" she said with a nervous chuckle and pushed her hair off her face. Who was she kidding, she had no idea what she was doing but she had to do it if she wanted to avoid going to jail for shooting someone

Just then, the door creaked open, and a young nurse entered the room. "Good evening, Raelynn! I’m Nurse Reyes, are you feeling a little better now?" I managed a small nod. “My head hurts a bit, but I’m good." Nurse Reyes bustled around the room, checking the IV drip and taking my blood pressure. Her movements were efficient yet gentle, her touch light. "Excellent," she said, her voice warm and reassuring. "Your vitals are stable, and the doctor reviewed your test results. You're clear to go home!"

“Is that all you wanna fucking remember? What about me telling you to stay the fuck away from me? That didn’t stick?” Her face puffed up. I could see her all so familiar rage returning and I knew she would have hit me with that stupid bat of hers if she could. “Why the fuck was someone like you even around me when I was five?!” Jesus fucking Christ. “Someone like me?” “You are called the Reaper King, so you’re not a fucking saint either,” She yelled. “What? You think being in this club changes all the terrible things you’ve done? Or taking care of the president’s orphaned daughter abstains you? You’re a fucking hypocrite. The fact that I’m such a raging bitch is because you’re a—”