Cristina Yang Grey's Anatomy Novels & Stories

Explaining why to Gray won't be easy. But damn, I'm so fucking proud of her. She's not the innocent little girl Gray still sees her as. She belongs here with us. "Alyssa," Gray hisses, but I place a hand on his shoulder, calming him. "She can handle herself," I murmur. Gray grunts in response, his jaw still tensed, but he doesn't push further. Suddenly, the door bursts opens and Christine sashays in, wearing a tight black dress that reveals too much of her breasts. "Afternoon, boys," she says with a smirk.

" Laura clenched her fists tightly. Her heart pounded as she listened to Logan. "What should we do, then?" she asked. "If you want to save Mr. Clarke Senior, you might have to find her," Dr. Jones replied. "Her? Who?" Laura questioned. "Cynthia. She used to be the head of cardiac surgery at Yuvaran General Hospital. She was widely admired, having performed hundreds of surgeries without a single failure. "One of her surgeries even garnered national attention, making her the top-ranked surgeon in the medical community. I happened to see her once, and she truly was extraordinary.

He was so good to her, she really wanted to get stronger so she could be by his side and repay him. The door to the room opened and five girls walked in, Efya was in front of them leading. She looked around the room and as soon as her eyes spotted Anna, they turned cold. "She is not even pretty, I don't get why Dylan is so nice to her and why Li Chen would yell at me for...I mean look at her, even her eyes are a weird color" Efya sneered, at first she just wanted to annoy the new girl a bit, she didn't know that her crush would actually raise his voice and end up humiliating her in front of everyone, it was embarrassing and it also hurt her.

Nathan placed his hands over them and shut them gently. “I killed her!!.” She cried in pain. She looked like she was going insane. “Morgana wake up!!.” She shrieked and fell on the ground. Her body racked in choked sobs Nathan closed his eyes in pain . The last thing I could hear was the echoes of Amelia's screams, then I blacked out.

the girl said again and Cristina smile. " Oh my apologies let me introduce myself, I'm Cristina Ema Lane and I'm Mr Shane's friend " she said and the girl nodded look at the shirt she was wearing " Im Priya Erikis "she said and Cristina smile " you can come inside Priya" she said and move to the side allowing Priya to walk in, When Dave saw Priya he frown and look at Cristina who didn't look bothered by Priya 's present " Why are you here" Dave asked her in a stern voice and Cristina look at him with a raised eyebrow and he ignored her

the doctor asks. “Yeah. I’m Yorick Hill, her son.” The doctor holds out her hand and Yorick hands over the phone, narrowing his eyes as if he expects her to disconnect the call. “Dr. Yara, this is Dr. Charlotte Johnston. I’m not sure if you ... oh you do remember me. Yes,” she says, looking at me. “Yes, I’m just about to look at the x-rays. Hold on just a moment.” “Alpha Cyra, is it okay with you if I speak to Dr. Yara?”

Yhra discovered the medicine that I am taking and she approached me, and she still has the purest heart that made me fall in love before. It makes me cry that Yhra is still the same person I met before. I thought he had changed the time and passed it, but no. She became mature and handled the situation very well. Everything was good after the day. Yhra and I had a decent conversation and caught up on all the things. We discussed the things that made everything so messy, and then, Dana came home from vacation with the case for Yhra. I am mad. Dana has been overwhelmed by everyone. From the beginning, I have given all the insanity she has done to my family, but not now. I had to do it for a lo

The sky was draped in a thick blanket of grey clouds as if mourning alongside the small gathering at the cemetery with Cassandra’s name etched on the headstone. Krystie stood among the mourners, her face pale with black sunglasses draped over her eyes. The dark circles under her eyes betrayed the sleepless nights she had had. She wore a simple black dress, her hands trembling as she clutched the envelope Cassandra had given her. She had dared not open, afraid of what she might find. Her eyes remained fixed on the lowering casket, guilt gnawing at her core. The priest’s words faded into the background. She was only present physically.

She muttered. He nodded, ‘It's a—' They were both interrupted by the sudden barge of Charisse, she spotted Kathleen and disliked her almost instantly, ‘Who is this??'. Grayson rubbed his temple in frustration and sighed, ‘She's my assistant. Kathleen Turner', then he gazed at Kathleen, ‘Kathleen meet Charisse Watson...my girl....my girlfriend'.

Sexually. I reach the small cabin which is built of glass outside the CEO's massive cabin. I see two telephones, a printer, and a fax machine on the table. I decorate my new table with the Hotwheels car, a dog's photo frame, ashtray, and the playboy swimsuit calendar. Yay! I see a file lying on the desk with the title, "Non-Disclosure Agreement." Which instantly clicks in my head, Christian Grey! Is Ryan into BDSM, wait that's why he chose me as his secretary? Does he know who I am?