Doc Martin Fanfiction Rated M Novels & Stories

“You will soon find out. I could not think strange and the world seemed to spinning. It was the blood, he was planning on Killing me, on draining me. “Help me!!” I yelled desperately. A loud bang filled the room and the distasteful Smell of gunpowder filled everywhere. Darius turned around to face Magnus and my father, shock present in his eyes. “You…how?” He asked weakly. A small red dot formed on his abdomen and it grew at an astounding rate. “You talk too bloody much,” Magnus said and struggled to his feet. Darius smiled at his words before collapsing to the ground. “I talk too much.” He whispered, a smile on his face.

His words were like a slap to the face, and I could feel my temper flaring. “I'm sorry I don't drin—” I felt my voice catch in my throat as my gaze fell on the mark on the man's right palm. It was like time stopped, my body frozen in place, my jaw hanging open in shock as the familiar mark came into focus. Dread washed over me, my heart pounding in my chest as I slowly lifted my gaze to meet his face. Alex, the Alpha and son of the Martin family, stared back at me. My blood ran cold as the realization set in - this was one of the men who had assaulted me in the past.

A voice exclaimed, causing us to jump apart. Beta Damen was stood in my doorway with shock ridden features as he stared at us. I felt eerily calm as I realised the wave of heat was gone. Instantly my hand went to my neck, it was still warm from Dustinl's kisses, but it was free of any mark. I let out a sigh of relief, he hadn't marked me, my sigh causing Dustin to look over at me with sadness as he glanced at my neck. We both turned back to face Damen, who looked about he was about to have a heart attack.

It tasted so good. Martin stood there not knowing what to do next. “Wow fuck that was awesome, Angie where did that come from?” he asked. “Oh just something I have wanted to try baby, thank you!” I stood and got in the shower. As I turned the water on Martin put his cock back in his pants. “Well Babe if there is ever anything else you wanted to try, don’t forget to ask.” he said as he smiled and walked out of the room. ~~~ Daciana slammed the computer shut and crossed her arms over her chest. Could that be her mother? the Pack's slut? Is it believable?

Diana felt offended because she felt like Alpha Martin was treating her like she wasn’t smart, but she couldn’t lash out at him. Taking a deep breath, she asked, “I just… Are you sure Damien will fall for this?” She gestured with her hand before finishing her question, “trap?” Alpha Martin took a last drag from his cigarette before squashing the butt on the astray and finally turned his head to look at his mate. Diana’s heart pounded in her chest because the look in his face was anything that could be called near as friendly at all!

*Dungeon, Night* Lesley’s laughter echoed around the dungeon, wild and sharp enough to make the guards flinch. It was raw and feral, echoing through the chamber like a wolf’s howl turned into madness. The silver chains binding her wrists glowed faintly where her blood and the witch magic had seared them. “Hold the line!” Elder Mara barked, her voice rough with strain. She stood at the front, her palms pressed outward, runes of protection glowing faintly against the stone. Her shoulders trembled, her breath uneven.

“Now, let’s get started on the documents. I’ll teach you how to organize them, and you’ll learn what you need for today.” I spent the next hour explaining everything, showing her the details, correcting her gently when she made mistakes. Watching her absorb every word reminded me of the early days of my career—and it made me feel proud, even if I was exhausted. By the time we were done, I was so tired that I had to stand up and stretch my arms above my head, letting out a long yawn. “Ah! You’re really tired,” a familiar voice purred. I turned, and there he was Alpha Damien, leaning casually against the doorframe, watching me with those eyes that made my heart skip a beat. His expression was

Grounding. Slowly, the noise dampened. Aiden leaned into him. “I hate this.” “I know,” Dante murmured. “But you’re here. And I’m here. That’s enough.” Aiden nodded weakly. They continued carefully until they reached an empty fishing shed on the edge of the marina. Dante checked the place, then ushered Aiden inside. The moment the door shut, Aiden collapsed onto a pile of old nets. Dante knelt in front of him. “You’re burning up.”

I sat down, and Marty got to work, chatting as he did my makeup, though everything eventually circled back to how sweet, strong, and kind Roman was. I wanted to laugh. If he said I had fallen badly for Damien, which I had not, then Marty could not deny that he was far more down bad for Roman than I was for Damien. I would admit I found Damien cute. No, more than cute, but that did not mean I had fallen for him as Marty claimed. Marty looked up for a moment. “Why are you smiling? Are you thinking about him?” “Marty, shhh…” He burst out laughing and continued with my makeup.

Her eyes widened as I swiftly pressed her to the wall beside the door. “How dare you?!” I growled and my breath tightened and became heavy. She looked at me with fear but a sly smile etched around her lips. “I missed you, Dante. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I just wanted to see you.” Martina poured out even while my hand was still clenching her throat. “ I wanted to suck your dick” she bit her lower lips.