Doctor Who Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Then, after glancing again at the ICU room, she turned and walked away from the door. "Hmph!" Watching Serena's departing figure, Fabian let out a cold snort. After leaving the ICU, Serena hurried to the doctor's office. "Doctor Shantoz, is there really no way to treat their condition?" Serena looked at the ICU’s attending physician, Doctor Declan Shantoz, her eyes full of desperation. "We’re willing to try anything, as long as there’s even the slightest chance!" "Sigh, Miss Lloyd, you’ve seen it yourself."

“But as soon as I’m better, you’re taking it back.” “Okay,” she laughs, agreeing to these terms, wiping the tears off of her cheeks. “Whatever you say, sis.” I’m still smiling at my sister, holding my mate’s hand tight in my own, when the Doctor comes in, Rafe hot on his heels. It’s a man I haven’t seen before – certainly not one of my normal doctors – but he certainly seems to know me.

he breathed, “I love you so much…” “Please,” Lila sobbed. “I know… Believe me, I know. We made such a beautiful boy together,” The Doctor’s voice continued to break as he moaned and breathed heavily, “I would love to make another baby with you…” Lila’s sobs grew, “It won’t be so bad this time. I promise!” Her rocking was now being done at such an intense rate that the table began to whine in protest. The redhead threw her head back and ignored the quiet pleas of the other two with her.

she sighed wearing a smile on his face. "I get along with people so fast that they even trust me to tell me facts about their family" I uttered as he knew I was saying the truth because he got along with me so fast that he revealed that to me. "You know you shouldn't be here Alpha" The Doctor uttered as he walked over to my bed, where I was seated, he urged me to lay down. He blinked his eyes, holding out a fake face as he pretended to inject me. "Is she alright Doctor?" Alpha Landon asked as he noticed my face,

Celeste smiled sarcastically as she turned her back to leave and as soon as she left, Clive locked the door. 'She has never changed.' as Clive lets out a sigh of relief. Clive started unbuttoning his long sleeved shirt and wiped sweat all over. He don't know if this sweat is still the sweat from the emergency situation or because of Celeste's presence a moment ago. When he was done, he immediately fixed his self and went out of the bathroom. "Oh! Finally, you are done, Dr. Aster! What took you so long? "It is hard to reach up to my back. But I've managed it already."

When my shift ended, I immediately fixed my table then knocked on the sliding door of Doc's clinic and opened it. He was busy with his laptop when I entered. Maybe he's doing something important so he's focused on that. "Doc, I'll go first. Thank you!" I said when I went outside his clinic. I didn't wait for him to speak because until now I was confused and I still couldn't catch his mood or attitude. When I got home Cyrille was supposed to greet me right away but I didn't let her come to me because I had to clean my body first before I hugged her. I wasn't able to clean my body before I left because Doc Emman took over my mind.

Even though I could never return to my home town, my family would know that I survived. Even as I wiped the earthy smelling goop from my body, I thought of those who still remained within Castle Mist. As horrible as it sounds, I hoped Abel never found his way out. Goosebumps sprouted across my skin as I pictured his face in my mind; those milky eyes, and thick white liquid that seemed to drip from his wounds. That smile, a smile that cracked his lips in two. A smile of madness and hunger. “Here you go, darling.” The Doctor stepped back into the room, his back turned as he closed the door with a gentle click.

I retorted, hoping he wouldn't use his hands on me or try to snatch it away by force. “I'm the Doctor and these are my people.” “I'm confused right now, if you're the Doctor why are you dressed in a leather jacket and a set of tight jeans with guns tucked in your waist. You're meant to be wearing an overall with a stethoscope around your neck.” I uttered, my words left everyone the driver, him and another man amused.

I am going to write it off to being pure hormones. So I only but squeeze her hand as she sees the fear of hell creep into my eyes, yet, "Boo, is it going to be fine, I promise." Then after what seems to have taken the Doctor nearly ten minutes, he finally shows his face again. Why the fuck did she not pick a female Doctor? I do not sit quite comfortably with a man touching my wife, well, I know not quite yet, but in my book, she is. So barely able to contain my horror, I take a seat next to this very wife and grab her hand as tight as I can.

I sigh, turning to look at the Doctor. “So what role do you play?” I ask, watching a sadistic grin spread across his wrinkle-filled face. “This one!” He exclaims happily, opening his bag and producing a needle with the point gleaming evilly in the light. A liquid sloshes around in the glass tube, the amber colour sending a sense of foreboding through me. I had a feeling I would not like what he is about to do.