Doctor Who Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he experienced in his life, when women were lying in his room on his sofa, which could make a strange suspect but the Doctor could see they had the same eyes pattern shape and body posture "Yeah sure, sure I'll take her" Nick replied a little late awkwardly as the doctor headed towards the door as Nick followed him from behind "Thanks again Doctor, I can't do anything without you..." Nick said softly when his eyes tell it all how scared, worried and relieved him before.

Please be aware this chapter contains 18+ content. Sophie P.O.V I lent back into the pillows as Eric and the Doctor exited the room. Was it strange that I didn’t know the doctor’s name? Everyone just called him doctor. To be honest that was the least of my concerns. I was happy to learn that my wolf wasn’t gone forever. Dove must have pushed hard against whatever was blocking her to send me that message. How did she know the rouge wolf was there?

the Doctor said "Its Miss Dante" she said to him "Sorry about that, how are you feeling?" "A bit sore all over my body but I will be fine right?" "Yes Miss, you will be fine" the Doctor said to her with a faint smile. "Please call my brothers for me" "Alright I will", the Doctor injected some medication into her drip and left the room, A few minutes later, joseph, Garvin and Eric walked into the room, Garvin rushed to hug her immediately

I didn’t know why but I couldn’t stand the Doctor. Within a split second I pounced on him like a lion. Deep down I knew this wasn’t me but I couldn’t stop myself, I wanted it, I wanted a taste of his blood, I wanted him to shut up. Normally I wouldn’t do such a thing, but there I was pinning the doctor to the ground.

“Not hers. Not anyone’s. Mine.” I came again, sobbing his name, and he followed right after, collapsing over me and whispering praise against my skin as he untied my wrists. We fell asleep tangled together, his heartbeat steady under my cheek. But as I drifted off, I couldn’t shake the image of Dr. Lena Voss—elegant, capable, and clearly still circling the man I loved. Tomorrow, the real work of balancing everything would begin.

But at that moment, I couldn't bring myself to care about any of that! He was a doctor with a PhD from abroad with impeccable professional conduct. But no matter how disciplined he was, he was still a man. No one could remain completely unaffected unless they were impotent. I could no longer withstand the pull of my own desires. I threw my arms around him, exhaling against the crook of his neck. Dr. Lancaster immediately panicked and pushed me away. "W-Wait a minute, Nora. I-I need to go to the restroom!" He seemed as though he was deathly afraid of me. However, I found myself feeling a little smug. From that brief touch just a moment ago, I realized he was definitely not as calm and unaffec

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.

He proudly introduced her to his close friends as his girlfriend and it made her feel giddy. She looked at the three men and took them in. Tony Hendrix had blond hair with brown eyes. He was the most approachable among the four friends. Victor Clinton... she recognised him as the Doctor she met at the hospital when Aaron broke his legs. He was more reserved and quiet. He had sandy brown hair and amber eyes. Graham Thompson was more rough looking. He had hazel eyes with a military haircut. He was huge and ripped. Unlike the others who had great but lean bodies.

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—"

Let him remind me with his hands and his words that my body was not something to be ashamed of. But even in his arms, the fear lingered. Ryan was still out there. Sophia was still plotting. Richard Black was still pulling strings. And the threats were getting closer every single day. I closed my eyes and held onto Ethan tighter, wondering how much longer we could keep fighting before something finally broke us. [If you’re enjoying The Doctor’s Voluptuous Patient so far, please drop a comment and hit thumbs up! It really helps me know and keeps me motivated. ❤️ Thank you!]