Doctor Hero Read online Madison Faye

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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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Doctor Hero

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Madison Faye

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Three ridiculously hot, obscenely over-the-top books, altogether for the first time.
Doctor Babymaker:
The doctor is in. Every inch of him… I’m not supposed to touch her, at least, not in the way I want to. She’s off limits in so many ways. Too rich. Too innocent. Too never-been-touched. …Too much my patient.
The sheltered young heiress is in my office so her rich, sh!tty family can see if she’s capable of bearing children. And I’m supposed to examine her – every inch of her sweet, tempting body –to check.
F*ck the medical code of conduct, forget professionalism, and damn the consequences. Oh, Ada can bear children alright. …so long as they’re mine.

Doctor O-Maker:
No O? Come and meet your cure. He’s gorgeous, dominant, panty-meltingly hot, and looks at me like he wants to tear my clothes off and fulfill every single filthy fantasy I’ve ever had.
The only problem? He’s my doctor. Oops. I’m seeing him to fix “my problem” – my big “no O” problem. Yeah, you see, I’ve never had one.
Doctor Aiden Owenson – “Doctor O” – is supposedly the man who can help, but I’ve got my reservations. That is, until he puts his hands on me. Until he looks at me like he wants to devour me. Until he tells me I’m his, and his alone.
I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to fall for your doctor. I’m pretty sure we’re breaking every rule, and I’m pretty sure I don’t care. Doctor O is supposed to show me the O. Now the only problem is, I never want him to stop.

The Hitman’s Doctor:
The doctor will see him now…every freaking inch of him. He’s gorgeous, c*cky, tattooed, and hung like a freaking horse. On paper, he’s the dreamboat I’ve been waiting my whole life for. There’s just one teeny, tiny problem:
…He’s also currently bleeding out from two bullet wounds on my operating table that he’s handcuffed to. Yeah. It turns out, my dream guy is a mob hitman on the run. Turns out, he’s dangerous, deadly, and has everyone from the FBI to the mob he ran from looking to ask him some questions or put him in the ground.
It also turns out, I turn to fucking mush when he looks at me like I’m already his. It turns out, I can’t say no to him, at all. Dangerous, off-limits, inappropriate, and completely freaking irresistible. It’s my job to save his life. But it might just be his to save mine…
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Madison Faye



Doctor Babymaker

The doctor is in. Every inch of him…

I’m the youngest, brightest, and most hotshot medical director the fertility clinic’s ever seen. Nothing gets between me and my job, until Ada Chase walks in.

I’m not supposed to touch her, at least, not in the way I want to. She’s off limits in so many ways. Too rich. Too innocent. Too never-been-touched.

…Too much my patient.

The sheltered young heiress is in my office so her rich, shitty family can see if she’s capable of bearing children. And I’m supposed to examine her – every inch of her sweet, tempting body –to check.

But I’ve wanted her since the instant I laid eyes on her, and now I’m obsessed, possessed, and driven like I’ve never been before.

First, I’m going to make her beg.

Second, I’ll make her mine.

And third? Well, third is the best part.

Third is me putting a baby in that soft young belly. And after that, I’ll steal her away from all of this. Fuck the medical code of conduct, forget professionalism, and damn the consequences.

Oh, Ada can bear children alright.

…so long as they’re mine.

I know what you’re thinking – this sounds like dirty, filthy doctor-fantasy smut. And if you’re thinking that, the good news is, you’re entirely correct ;). This book is hot and heavy insta-love and lust at it’s finest, with a dominant alpha hero completely obsessed with breeding and claiming his untouched heroine. Safe, no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.

The doctor will see you take you now…

Chapter One

Ada

The elevator dinged, and my heart raced as I shivered.

I’d arrived.

The doors slid open, and I could feel my breath catching as I stepped out into the reception area of the clinic, my teeth chewing my bottom lip as I approached the check-in desk.

This was all wrong. You weren’t supposed to have thoughts like this about men like him. You weren’t supposed to walk into an office like this and get wet.

…Your weren’t supposed to have filthy, dirty, unstoppable fantasies about your doctor.

But then, if it was so wrong, why hadn’t I been able to stop thinking about him? Why had I spent every single second since that first time a week before burning the thought of him into my mind. I’d spent hours remembering the feel of his powerful, commanding hands on me, and the way his deep, low voice had struck something primal inside of me.

…And I’d spent every night trembling in my bed as my fingers and my fantasies wondered what could have happened, if there’d been more.

“Ms. Chase?”

I blinked, my dirty thoughts scattering as I looked down at the receptionist arched brow and bemused expression.

“Everything all right, dear?”

No, I have an uncontrollable crush and the dirtiest thoughts I’ve ever had about one of your physicians.

“Oh, yes,” I said quickly, swallowing the heat from my face.

“I said you can go right in. Dr. Petite will be with you shortly.”

“Thank you.”

I said it fast, my hands tightening to nervous fists at my sides as I marched past her desk, through the big wooden double-doors, and down the hallway to the exam rooms.

Doctor Petite was not my forbidden fantasy, and thank God for that. No, those were reserved for the gorgeous, intensely sexy, hardened, panty-meltingly perfect Doctor Brody.

Doctor Jackson Brody.

Seeing him on my last visit a week before had been a mistake. And I don’t mean that like “because I regretted it” I mean that quite literally. Someone had messed up some of the doctors’ schedules, and instead of Doctor Petite, it was him who I’d had the appointment with. It’d started innocently, and I knew that the entire thing was probably in my head.

But it made no difference.

Jackson Brody — God he was gorgeous. Tall, broad shoulders, and built like a freaking Greek statue. That dark hair, like mine, and those piercing dark eyes — different from my crystal blue ones.

Those powerful, warm hands, and the way he’d touched me.

I shivered as I paused at door to Doctor Petite’s exam room.

This was ridiculous. Doctor Brody was just that, a doctor, and this was me being, well, weird. I shouldn’t have been fantasizing about my doctor. I mean, it was bad enough what happened before, during the last exam. He hadn't said anything though.

…I hope he hadn't noticed, well…that.

God I hope he hadn't.

But thankfully, even if part of me wished I was, I wasn’t seeing him today. And I probably wouldn’t ever. The scheduling issue had been fixed, and it would be pudgy, grey-haired, sixty-year-old Doctor Petite who would be examining me today to make sure I was fertile.

Yes, I did actually just say that.

I was nineteen years old, I’d barely ever even been kissed, and I was in the most expensive fertility clinic in New York City to make sure I could pop babies out.

If you want to know why, the short answer was: “because my family is insane.”

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