Doctor Novels

Hope worked eighty-hour weeks on Wall Street, enduring daily humiliation from her boss just to be her mother's golden ticket out of poverty. But when a severe kidney infection left her bleeding and collapsing in the middle of a boardroom presentation, her boss didn't call an ambulance. He slammed his hand on the table, publicly accused her of popping pills like a junkie, and threw her out of the building. Dragging her agonizing, feverish body back home, Hope desperately needed a mother's comfort. Instead, the moment her mother heard she had lost her six-figure job, the woman's face contorted with pure rage. She didn't care that Hope's kidneys were failing; she grabbed a heavy glass ashtray and hurled it directly at Hope's head. "You threw away a six-figure job? You threw away our ticket out of this dump?!" The glass shattered against the wall, slicing Hope's bare leg open. For twenty-nine years, Hope had sacrificed her health, her dignity, and her sanity to be the perfect daughter. She didn't understand why her life was only worth the paycheck she brought home, or why her own mother would rather see her dead than unemployed. Looking at the blood dripping down her calf, the guilt that had chained her for a lifetime suddenly vanished. She pulled out her phone and hit send on a brutally honest resignation email to her toxic boss. Then, she opened a text from the intimidating, billionaire doctor who had treated her at the clinic—the only man who had ever told her she was a fighter. She packed her bags and walked out the door. This time, she was going to live for herself.

I was the despised adopted daughter of the Sanders family, hiding behind heavy gothic makeup and enduring their daily disgust. The day my adoptive father died in a severe car crash, my adoptive mother and stepsister didn't even bother to call me. Instead, while his body was still warm, my mother filed a multi-million dollar life insurance claim. "I am not feeding a useless freak for another day. Pack your trash and get out." She kicked me out into the freezing rain, but that wasn't the worst of it. My stepsister Cornelia stole my greatest secret. Five years ago, I saved the life of Fidel Vaughan, a ruthless billionaire heir, from a burning estate. Cornelia claimed my identity, accepted a million-dollar reward, and secured a marriage proposal from him, burning my only proof to ashes. They thought I was just a helpless, pathetic high schooler they could discard and replace. But when I hacked the police files, I discovered my father's crash wasn't an accident. It was a targeted hit, and the Vaughan Group had hijacked the traffic cameras to cover it up. I washed off the ugly black makeup, shedding the disguise of a pathetic outcast. I am Spectre, the world's most elusive hacker and underground doctor. I intercepted the billionaire heir's heavily armed convoy in the dead of night. They thought they could steal my life and murder my father, but now, I hold the needle that controls Fidel Vaughan's sanity, and I will make them all pay.

My father hired the youngest medical prodigy in the city, Silas Sterling, to be my private doctor. He was cold and quiet, but his medical skills were unmatched. To let him focus on his research, I built a top-tier lab for him and blocked all the criticism from my family. I thought I was his only true friend and patron. I believed that if I gave him everything, his cold heart would eventually melt. But later, a sudden car accident damaged my kidneys. The best doctors in the city said only Si

My husband, Caleb Sterling, and I died in a horrific car crash. When I opened my eyes again, we had both been reborn, back to the moment we first met. In our past life, he tricked me into a child-free lifestyle while secretly making me lose several pregnancies, eventually leaving me sterile. He then had the audacity to hold his mistress Sienna Reed's child, demanding a divorce. This time, I chose to walk away and never look back. Five years later, Caleb used his memories of the future to be

I was scheduled for a partial stomach resection, and my wife, Lyra, had promised to stay by my side the entire time. Yet, when I was wheeled out, she was nowhere to be seen. The surgeon looked behind me in surprise. "Didn't Dr. Vance come to be with you?" I dialed Lyra's number, only to hear her ex-boyfriend's voice coming through the speaker. "Lyra, baby, could you grab my boxers for me?" Lyra's voice rushed over the line in a flustered hurry. "Curtis injured his leg, Rowan. I'm his doctor,

That spoiled brat almost killed the patient I was trying to save in the train car. When I scolded him, his parents ganged up on me and beat me up. Later, the kid fell from the top bunk and landed right on his head. As the only medical professional on this train, I chose to just stand there and watch. The parents knelt on the floor, begging me to save their child. I just shrugged helplessly. "I'd love to help, but you guys broke my hand." 1 The overhead announcement for an emergency in Co

1 I chose the only doctor amongst a sea of trust fund bros for my arranged marriage. It wasn't until after the wedding that it hit me: wasn't he just like that doctor friend in all those romance novels, the one always getting called away in the middle of the night to patch up the heroine? After witnessing this firsthand a few times, I dropped the idea of trying to develop any real feelings for him. Seriously, who knows, one day I might end up having to fight one of his billionaire buddies fo

I was a Wall Street analyst drowning in my father's $2.7 million debt, pushed to the brink when my corrupt boss ordered me to cover up a massive corporate fraud. Refuse, and I'd be framed. Agree, and I'd end up in federal prison. My life hit absolute rock bottom when a creepy ride-share driver locked me in his car on a deserted street. But before the nightmare could unfold, a black SUV smashed into us, and the driver was violently dragged out by Donovan Beasley. Billionaire heir. New York's most untouchable bachelor. And, as I would soon discover, a fiercely revered surgeon who ruled the city's top hospital. He didn't just save my life; he offered me a lifeline-a thirty-page prenuptial agreement. "I'm proposing a merger." He would clear my father's debt overnight. In exchange, I would be his temporary wife for three years. The rules were strictly business: no emotional expectations, no physical intimacy. Empowered by his protection, I signed the devil's contract and ruthlessly destroyed the corrupt executives who tried to make me their scapegoat. I thought I had everything under control. I thought this was just a simple transaction. But if this was just a fake marriage, why did his eyes burn with such dark, possessive intensity every time another man looked at me? Why did his voice vibrate with raw, terrifying sincerity when he slipped a surprise platinum diamond ring onto my finger and vowed, "I do"? I bought my freedom with a signature, but as I stepped into his five-thousand-square-foot penthouse, I realized the real trap wasn't the contract. It was him.

Vivian was eight weeks pregnant, holding the warm ultrasound picture, ready to share the fragile secret with her billionaire husband, Sterling. But before she could speak, he tossed a thick document onto the marble table: DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE. "Kara's back," he stated coldly, referring to his childhood sweetheart. "I'm giving her the place she deserves." He demanded she vacate the penthouse immediately, leaving with absolutely nothing. She didn't cry or beg. She signed the papers, touched her flat stomach where his secret child grew, and walked out in her old trench coat. She blocked his number, vanished from New York, and spent the next four years building a new life in Geneva as a top-tier surgeon, raising their twin boys entirely alone. She thought she had finally escaped her past, until Sterling's bodyguards suddenly broke down her apartment door in the middle of the night. He had used his immense wealth and power to force the "genius Dr. Vivian" to treat Kara's ruined uterus. He was completely unaware that the masked, heavily accented doctor he was threatening was his discarded wife, or that his own flesh and blood were sleeping just down the hall. Watching him desperately lavish a manipulative liar with the tenderness he had always denied her, the last thread of Vivian's lingering pain simply vanished. She sent a single, encrypted text to a trusted friend. "The boys are safe. I'm ready to start Phase Two." She was done hiding. It was time to show him how a real war was fought.

Dr. Julian Vance is the golden student of Rearview State University. He is a brilliant, cold-blooded surgical prodigy with a flawless record, he has never lost a single patient on his table. To the world, he is absolute perfection. To his bitter rivals, he is a target. But to the shadows, he is a century-old predator hiding a lethal, blood-chilling secret. Julian is a monster in a white coat, an immortal who has manipulated human minds and controlled empires as easily as tying surgical sutures. Then comes Dr. Clara Montgomery. Clara is a dedicated, fierce residency standout who has always managed to stay safely under the radar. Until she witnesses the impossible. On the rooftop of the trauma bay, she watches as Julian's clinical mask slips. His eyes bleed into crimson fire, and his hands twist into razor-sharp claws. He isn't human. To protect his cover, Julian executes his signature move-reaching into her mind to rip away the memory. But for the first time in a hundred years, his dark power hits a terrifying, impenetrable wall. Clara possesses absolute genetic immunity. Julian's compulsion fails completely. Clara doesn't forget. She remembers every dark detail, every lethal instinct, and the primal, suffocating hunger radiating off him. Now, she is the only living soul who knows exactly what he is. Trapped in a high-stakes game of institutional sabotage and supernatural survival, the predator and the witness are violently bound together. With jealous rival doctors closing in to dismantle Julian's career, and a secret organization hunting his bloodline, Julian's monstrous nature threatens to tear his world apart. To survive, the legendary "Doctor Ice" has only one choice left: rely on the one woman he can neither manipulate nor control. As the lines between life, death, and dark desire blur within the sterile hospital walls, Clara finds herself playing savior to the ultimate nightmare. But can a human truly tame a monster, or will Julian's darkness bleed her dry? He can rewrite the memory of the entire world, but she is the one secret he can never bury. How long can you survive a man who wants your life, your blood and your heart?

I am "Dragonless" wife of a powerful Dragon Lord. But the moment I opened my eyes, I was being publicly whipped for a false adultery charge orchestrated by his favored concubine. My five-year-old son, Aethan, threw his tiny body over mine to take the brutal, dragon-hide lash. My husband, Caelus, looked at us with pure disgust. "Get out of the way, you Dragonless bastard! Continue the punishment." He ordered the guards to drag my bleeding child away so he could finish beating me to death. To secure a pardon, I used my modern medical knowledge to pull Caelus's other son-the concubine's child-back from a fatal fever. But instead of gratitude, the concubine coached her recovered child to frame me, claiming I had maliciously tortured him with my acupuncture needles. Caelus instantly believed their act, looking at me with murderous suspicion once again. Meanwhile, my own son suddenly coughed up blood and fell unconscious, his spleen silently ruptured from the brutal whip lash he took for me. Looking at my dying child and my cold, arrogant husband, my heart completely died. Why should I stay in this hell, begging for the affection of a blind, cruel man who would let his own flesh and blood die over a cheap lie? I ripped the priceless royal brooch from my collar and stabbed it fiercely into Caelus's hand when he tried to grab my wrist. "I want a divorce. I am done with you completely and forever." This time, I am leaving this wretched place to save my son and live for myself.

Forced to undergo hymen reconstruction, Camila never expected her pre-surgery exam to put her face-to-face with Andreas, the ex-boyfriend she once abandoned. Worse, he was the doctor assigned to examine her. The poor young man from her past was gone. In his place stood a renowned physician and powerful CEO, cold, polished, and impossible to ignore. His contempt for her was obvious, and Camila knew he still hated her. Yet every time she tried to escape, Andreas pursued her harder, determined to pull her back into his life and make sure she could never leave him again. "Camila, could you really walk away from me again?"

I stood alone under the spotlights at my own high-society engagement party, waiting for my fiancé. Instead of showing up, he called to say he was staying at the hospital with Victoria, my family's fragile adopted daughter, who had suffered a perfectly timed minor accident. When I publicly canceled the wedding, my mother and three brothers didn't care about my humiliation. They blamed me for ruining their precious business alliance. Victoria even hired thugs to drag me into an unlicensed van outside the hotel. But when I returned home bruised and exposed her crime, my family called me a malicious liar and fiercely defended her. My mother froze all my bank accounts, stripped me of my identity, and kicked me out into the freezing storm. For over twenty years, I had played the perfect daughter, yet they discarded me like garbage for a manipulative fake sister. I was left penniless and shivering on the street, my heart completely dead to the people I once called family. But they didn't know I wasn't just a useless socialite; I was secretly a top-tier medical genius. When a Bentley pulled up in the rain carrying the secretly injured king of the NHL, I stepped inside and looked at the powerful man. "I can cure your ruined career, and in return, you will give me everything I need to crush them."

I was the wolfless disgrace of the pack, traded like cattle to a dying monster. When a royal decree stripped away my engagement, my own father gave my fiancé to my cruel sister, Charly. My punishment for being born without a wolf? A forced marriage to Demetri Contreras—the crippled, disgraced Alpha left to rot from silver poison. They threw me into a frozen, forgotten estate, waiting for my new husband to die so I could be buried as a silent widow. Charly laughed as she stole my life, my mate, and my future. My family discarded me, just like they murdered my mother years ago. They thought this exile would break me. They thought I was a helpless pawn. They didn't know that inside this fragile body lived the soul of the top interstellar miracle surgeon. Looking at the ruined, festering Alpha bleeding on my wedding bed, I didn't see a corpse. I saw the deadliest weapon in the realm. The fallen Alpha needs a miracle to survive. Lucky for him, I am the miracle. I will drag this monster back from the gates of hell—and together, we will burn my enemies to ash.

Verine Garzon is curious and pure but she's not innocent. Her wild acts results to something serious in her reproductive health that needs professional help of doctors. When she met her aunts doctor, Dr. Malcolm Monteclar, the most handsome doctor in the country, she couldn't help but fantasize about his gorgeous face, oozing sex appeal, hard rock muscles and his big thing. When he caught her she didn't hesitate to ask for his help. Will Malcolm help her?

I stood before the double doors of the master suite, my hand hovering inches from the polished brass. As a surgeon, I was trained to steady my heart before a cut, but the silence in the Alexander estate felt like the heavy, oppressive pause that always preceded a scream. I pushed the mahogany door open to find my fiancé, Authur, tangled in Egyptian cotton sheets with a woman named Jasmine. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars and a floral perfume that wasn't mine—a brutal reality check just twenty-four hours before the merger meant to save my family from total ruin. Authur didn't look guilty; he looked amused, coldly telling me to close the door because I was letting in a draft. When his parents unexpectedly arrived, I was forced to hide his mistress and pretend our "intensity" had ruined the room, donning his discarded shirt to look disheveled just to protect the Lawrence family stock price. The humiliation only deepened on our wedding morning when Authur issued a sadistic ultimatum over the phone. "Wear your scrubs to the altar—the ones covered in blood—or I'll watch your father's company go belly up by lunch." He wanted to turn our wedding at St. Patrick’s Cathedral into a public execution of my dignity. I walked down the aisle in shapeless navy cotton and crimson stains, enduring the horrified gasps of the elite who labeled me an "insane gold digger." Authur stood at the altar, reeking of whiskey and malice, certain he had finally broken me and turned my professional oath into a circus act. But as the priest began the vows, I looked at the man who thought he owned me and realized I wasn't his victim—I was his surgeon. I had the footage of his debauchery ready to play for the world, and as we shared a punishing, hateful kiss for the cameras, I knew the real war had only just begun.

Billy Topsail, M.D.: A Tale of Adventure With Doctor Luke of the Labrador by Norman Duncan

Who a- are you? How have you been here?" grace's lips stuttered with fright as she immediately pulled the blanket to cover her breast. "Are you scared!? Eh?" The man sniffled, taking small steps towards her, making her drag her back. In a moment of passion, grace's life is shattered when a drunken stranger mistakes her for his lover. The price she pays is steep, as she loses everything she holds dear and must forge a new path in life. Enter a mysterious doctor, whose charming presence is a balm to her wounded soul. But he too carries a heavy burden - an incurable disease that threatens to consume him. As they navigate their own emotional turmoil, they find themselves drawn to each other, despite their reservations. Can they unlock the key to each other's hearts and find love amidst their pain? Or will their kiss remain forever locked? This poignant and captivating story will keep you turning the pages until the very end.

I was reviewing the laundering accounts when my husband asked for a hundred thousand dollars for the nanny. It took three seconds for me to realize the woman he was trying to pay off was wearing my missing vintage Chanel earrings. Damian looked me in the eye, using his best doctor's voice. "She is struggling, Ainsley. She has five boys to feed." When Casey walked in, she wasn't wearing a uniform. She was wearing my jewelry and looking at my husband with intimate familiarity. Instead of apologizing when I confronted them, Damian protected her. He looked at me with a mixture of pity and disgust. "She is a good mother," he sneered. "Something you wouldn't understand." He used the infertility I had spent millions trying to cure as a weapon against me. He didn't know that I had just received the investigator's file. The file that proved those five boys were his. The file that proved he had gotten a secret vasectomy six months before we started trying for a baby. He had let me endure years of painful procedures, hormones, and shame, all while funding his secret family with my father's money. I looked at the man I had shielded from the violence of my world so he could play god in a white coat. I didn't scream. I am a Pierce. We execute. I picked up my phone and dialed my enforcer. "I want him ruined. I want him to have nothing. I want him to wish he was dead."

Mary Hart spent 22 years believing she was a worthless wolfless omega, enduring her boyfriend's betrayal and the hospital's mockery. But when she mysteriously performs impossible surgeries, the truth emerges: her wolf was magically bound to hide her identity as the last surviving Healer Alpha, a bloodline hunted to extinction. As her power awakens, so does her connection to Dr. Owen Prescott, the brooding Alpha surgeon who fights his attraction to her. But enemies close in, desperate to finish what they started when they murdered her parents. Between deadly conspiracies, forbidden love, and a ex-boyfriend who suddenly wants her back, Mary must embrace her destiny or die trying. Some bonds are meant to be broken. Others are worth fighting for. And some secrets are buried in blood.