There's a monster that roams the desert, a creature that's neither alive nor dead... And it shall not rest until it has its vengeance on those that brought it to life. Oneshot.

They called him the Oncoming Storm. No-one ever said what the storm would be like. Or how the universe would look afterward... (Addition of chapters will be a little slow due to another writing project but they will be coming..!)

When TARDIS's converge with one another, two of our favorite companions have a chance to meet. Short little one-shot. Read and Review PLEASE!

"How many innocent people would still be alive if you carried a gun with you?" Her words pierced like the machete in her hand, straight into the cavity between his hearts. He stumbled back as though the blow had been tangible. It was a long time since he had known someone who could cut him down as effortlessly as she could.

Vandalizing was what Timmy did. With his trusty spray paint in hand, he had gotten away with numerous counts of "illegal" messages scrawled on the sides of buildings and trash bins - and boxes - alike. How was he supposed to know the blue one was any different?

The Eleventh Doctor is floating through the vortex when his intruder alert sounds...

A rose that lingers in the dark stands alone like a beacon. The music soars into the night once more, and the Doctor shall have one last dance. (Major Allonswin), (slight Whouffle). Sequel to The Wrong Hands

Kenzie Smith has been running since she was just a little girl, away from the government and their plans to study her. She keeps running until she finds out she does not have to anymore- with the help of a man who is just like her. Will Kenzie finally be safe and accept her new life? Or will she still be locked in the life she used to lead with so much bloodshed?

The Tardis is having a midlife crisis! she misses all the companions since the ninth doctor. she wants to get rid of Clara, yet still wants her around sometimes. She wants to visit all the crazy places the Doctor goes to, and just have an adventure. But 3 Timelords and 8 humans can cause a bigger adventure than you would think!

There's a man, a wonderer, I've seen him, and he's amazing

I rewatched the Idiot's Lantern the other day, and was really struck by the look on Tommy's face in one particular scene... "All of time was roaring in anger in that face."

It's after Berlin, 1939, that the Doctor realizes he's running out of time, and already run out of lives. Discussion of potential character death, mentions of Amy/Rory and Doctor/River, alludes to some things discussed in-show in S7, but set after "Let's Kill Hitler", fairly angsty with a dash of comfort

/What if that little girl in Closing Time wasn't asking for Amy's autograph because of her perfume advert, but because of the stories her father always told her before bedtime? What if she really was pointing at the Doctor?/ Inspired by Closing Time. Whouffle.

A gift to the wonderful author, LizzeXX featuring her OCs, The Professor, Evy, and the Angel. I don't own them, nor Doctor Who. 11/OC.

"I wonder if he cried. When I died, I mean. I hope he did." Written in The Masters POV, reflecting on his final moments and his past with The Doctor.

A Ten/Rose poem i thought up after re watching GitF

A series of diary entries from many different Doctor Who characters. Read the confessions of each character and squeal with joy.

A girl finds herself in a situation she never knew could exist, and she ready to have an out of this world time. Doctor X OC( I'm not sure what Doctor I'm using yet but it will come eventually)

When Rose gets into a fight with Mickey, she goes to a local pub to think and get some space. Little does she know that the woman who sits down beside her is more connected to her than she could ever imagine. When River walks into the pub, she never expects to run into the girl that she has heard so much about.

The baackstory of the day the Doctor left his home with Susan for Earth.

The Tenth Doctor, traveling alone after the Waters of Mars, investigates reports of a mysterious planet that kidnaps and artificially ages lonely men. What he discovers proves to be difficult to resist.

Reality is a lie, the future is the past, dreams are just dreams and roses cannot last. With the Doctor floating aimlessly through the stars and Rose held captive by unknown perpetrators and her own dreams, will the Doctor realise what matters most? Will her captors bringend to life as they know it? Just how can a broken man's consequences be shattered - forever?

There is a room in which those who are to become the Doctor sit and wait. Hear them whisper. x

"We all live and die, It's something we have in common. Every creature in the universe." He murmurs. "Everyone dies at some point, Rose. We are all born for the same fate at the end...To die." One Shot

The newly regenerated doctor finds himself struggling to survive an encounter with a few Weeping Angels. Can he protect a small family he runs into while he's still recovering from his regeneration?