Derek And Meredith Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Even if I did cheat on you, it would've been your fault for forcing my hand! I knew that Meredith would become a professor in the future. It was unthinkable that a professor-to-be would try to justify cheating on her partner without any hint of regret or guilt. She was acting as if I were the one in the wrong. Meredith's younger brother, Matthew Snow, said nonchalantly, "If you have the balls for it, go ahead and divorce Meredith. She has a PhD and is about to become a university professor. You're just a nobody who drives cabs. You should be kissing Meredith's feet and thanking her for falling for you.

But who was she to challenge him when she harbored her own secrets that she'd dared not give voice to. This time when Derek looked her way, Ashlyn returned the gesture, wondering how he was going to respond to Poppy's insinuation. Hope beat like a bongo drum in anticipation. The same blush he'd worn earlier when the sea had kissed their ankles returned, alluding to the things he'd meant to say. Derek pulled Poppy close, while Sage shifted closer to hug Ashlyn's side. "You've been watching The Little Mermaid again, haven't you?" Derek chuckled, chucking Poppy under the chin.

Then— Meredith screamed. I clamped my hands over my ears as she bounced up and down on the bed, gripping my hands so tightly I thought she might break them. “No way! You? In Kai’s room?!” Her green eyes were practically sparkling. “This is huge!” I groaned, burying my face in my hands. “Meredith, stop yelling.” She ignored me completely. “Tell me everything!” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. “Did something happen? Oh my goddess, did you guys—”

When did this happen, when did they get attracted to each other I never noticed. “Derek!!” I screamed, stopping his lips from touching hers. “What the hell is happening here?” I asked direct questions. Staring at his blue arctic eyes. His eyes softened for a moment as he looked at me before turning into a stoic face. “What does it look like Ava? We are engaged” he replied and wrapped his arms still wrapped around Annabel’s waist. He had a dark smirk on his face. “How on earth are you and Annabel getting engaged? I am your wife, remember?” I said the last part slowly with a pleading voice. I loved him too much to imagine a life without him.

I bit my lip, glancing toward the door Seth had disappeared through Derek’s jaw clenched. “I mean, he knows we’re fated mates. He knew this was going to happen. Him stepping aside and letting us be together doesn’t look like it’s on the table anymore.” His golden eyes burned with frustration. “He had his mate. And now, what? He wants to take mine?” He shook his head in irritation. “Prick.” Before I could respond, Derek leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead, his touch surprisingly tender despite the tension in his body.

“Should be in two weeks. I've always handled it. Arthur would give it to me so I can't be worried. I'd just get more of what Willow oversees.” “Well, that'd be good. You'll have enough for that Maldives trip, won't you?” A smile crossed Derek's face and his hands ran down to trail the fabric covering her breast. “If you let me get you laid.” “Fuck, I hate you.” She squealed and he tilted his head to kiss her.

Derek's spine suddenly stiffened, and his whole face instantly turned pale. Bertha saw his reaction, she smiled and let go of the hand holding his chin, and then she turned around and went upstairs. “Derek, a lifetime is too long, who knows what will happen, you can survive this year and then move on.” Derek knelt on the ground for a long time, Bertha's words from earlier still ringing in his ears. Can he endure the sight of her and another man being intimate with each other every day? The answer is he can't do it.

Because I missed him too. "I am stuck here doing menial work for my father. Shoveling snow and chopping wood and proving I have changed. But the only thing I have changed about is my feelings for you. They have gotten stronger. More real. More certain." Derek was working manual labor in Vermont. Being punished by his father. And he was thinking about me. "When I get back, I want to make this real between us. No more pretending. No more blackmail or threats or complications. Just two people who care about each other trying to build something genuine."

Derek said as we settled on a bench overlooking the valley, "I wasn't expecting to enjoy myself this much when Aidan first asked me to help with his plan." "He speaks honestly," Aphrodite observed. "His interest has grown beyond mere assistance." "The plan," I said with a slight smile. "You mean the scheme to make Kieran jealous?" "That was the original idea," Derek admitted, his expression growing more serious. "But Venus, I want you to know that my interest in you has become very real. Plan or no plan, I'd like to continue getting to know you." The honesty in his voice made my chest warm. "I appreciate that. And I've enjoyed getting to know you too."

He would curl up in the dark like a tired, well-fed beast instead of a starving one, and for a few hours the world won’t be painted red. And the only woman who can take all that…is my mate. One thought of Abby beneath me, legs wrapped around my waist, screaming my name, and Derek was already rolling over like a needy pup. The image flashed uninvited…her pale throat arched, my teeth sinking in, marking her while I buried myself so deep she forgot every name but mine. My cock hardened instantly. Derek surged again, panting, drooling, whining about heat cycles and breeding and how long until she’s ready, how many nights he’ll keep her knotted and screaming.