Doctor Who Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

I pleaded with the Doctor, and he ignored me. It turns out that my advice fell on deaf ears. He pretended as though my existence never mattered to him. It was the first time I'd witnessed him in such a rage. “No, I disagree. I want to know why she lied to you about your son. Do you have any idea how silly that was?” The Doctor complained to me. He disregarded the people around him and yelled at the nurse, forcing her to speak. "His wife did,” the nurse finally confessed. She appears to be shaking like an earthworm that was sprinkled with salt.

“I know Dylan. You’re a lucky crazy bastard to find someone to match you. Remember this, if you’re not choosing Dylan, forget that I’m your father.” Alexander stared at his father with his mouth agape. He was serious and he knew those words weren’t an empty threat. But why did his father accept Dylan so quickly? What was with him aside from being Tibor’s adoptive son? “Done!” said the Doctor after examining the wound on Alexander’s abdomen. “I’ll prescribe you medicine for the infection and the pain in your joints. But about your private part, you have to come to my clinic with your boyfriend.”

first, before continuing with my other books. I hope to be back with new chapters for the Doctor in July or August. (But don't freak out if it will be September) Thank you for your understanding and your support. XoXo, Shelagh P.S. If you are reading this under the books of "When They Touch Me" or "Suck Me Dry" please regard this as a little reminder that I am still not doing as well as I would want to, and that updates will come, but are not promised regularly. I also hope you understand why I wasn't able to keep promises made and will probably keep breaking them. Thank you!

he said. "Do what you want." "Jane." "I get it." I looked up. "I'm not arguing. Put whoever you want on the door." He studied my face. "You're scared." "I'm a doctor who just opened a box with a severed finger in it. Yes. I'm scared." He crossed the room. Crouched in front of me, so we were eye level, the same way he did when fear, tension, and anger left me exposed and shaken. “You don't have to be afraid. I will find out who did this. And when I do—"

] [I'll get to be a full-time doctor and stay at this hospital for sure! Everyone was stunned. They could not believe there was ready proof of malpractice by someone looking to get ahead in the hospital. I had already spotted Elena acting weird in the surgery room. How could someone so clueless get a doctor's license? She had to be up to something else. Watching Liam walk away, I remembered how in a previous life he had framed me for a medical mistake. While he was busy with a commotion at the hospital, I sneaked off and took his phone.

There were other facilities, other operations, other ways in which he was shaping the future with his money and his sorcery and his burning desire to create and control a population of gods on Earth. Pity, of course, to let Dominic and Mira slip away. Collateral damage, the loss of those two perfectly Fated Mates. If only the damn doctor hadn’t fallen in love with her, things might have gone according to plan. But, no matter. There would be a new plan, a new opportunity to take down those who might stop or expose him. And so the gentleman would have to slink back into his lair, lay low and bide his time.

And I know that I should respect them and not talk back or do anything that would hurt them. But I can’t stand it anymore. Every second here is a second wasted. Hours have passed since I left Monica in there, and even now I have no idea what’s going on. I’ve been trying to get in touch with Janus and he’s not answering. I can only guess that he’s fallen asleep, and that everything is stable enough for him to fall asleep. So I make the possibly dumb decision to walk right to the door, hold it open with my arm, and grab the Doctor by his collar.

I threw the marker in the bathroom trash can. My femininity hurts as I swear. Damn! I’m nervous! I type fast. Verine: Tit! Do you have Doc’s number? Emergency. Tits: Yes, why what happened? Verine: Give it to Tit. Plss .. I beg of her. Tits: I’ll just text you mate ata e! Don’t expect that because I’m Doc’s text mate! He cares about me. Tit’s grin. Asus! Be careful because we have arthritis! Looks like Tit won’t just give Doc’s number, I need to think of a way.

After all, she did look like she was alright. The room was quiet for a while, except for the sounds of herbs being ground and a low hum of machines the Doctor was using. Freya had introduced him when I walked in but I had been too distracted by her to register his name. I only caught that he was from a different pack that had broken off. "So, you learned from him?" I pointed across the room at the doctor staring intensely at a clear mixture in a small bottle as though trying to see the elements that it was made up of.

Kathryn asked, sounding really pissed. "I'm really sorry Ma'am." The Doctor replied nervously. "I badly needed the money and that's why I kept on calling you, I didn't mean to upset you." "But you already did Doctor Bryan! All because you forged a damn pregnancy test you think you have the right to bother my life, I could have gone elsewhere to do what I want but yet I choose to come to your damn hospital!" "Ma'am Kathryn, you do know it's not only about forging the pregnancy test results, you're also going to need injections to make you look pregnant when the time is right and you know I'm the best at doing things like this." The Doctor stated.