روايات وقصص ضمن Derek Shepherd Sisters

She wanted to stay in his arms like this forever. “We will deal with that as it comes. We are together right now. We will find them together and become that much closer.” Derek cried. The thought was breaking him as he thought of it but knew it had to be said. “Plus a brother can fall in love with a sister and protect them like a boyfriend.”

"Derek's last name is Konstantine, he also had a sister that died in a fire." Her eyes were wide as though she was shocked, from her expression, my best guess was that perhaps the information in the file was wrong, maybe Derek's sister hadn't died in that fire, And Anya... "How did you know that? Did he tell you? " the shock in her eyes was gone and was quickly replaced by an indecipherable look. "You are his sister, is it not? You didn't die in the fire as it was supposed, this is why you want to save him. Am I right?" I spoke, a little confident, if she was Derek's sister, maybe she wouldn't want to kill me.

she said, leaning back, “I heard the story from a friend of mine…the delivery girl, tripping… bla bla…” I peeked at her. “Are you done?” “Not even close.” I dropped my hands. “Please don’t tell me you’re enjoying this.” “Very much.” I shook my head and went back to my sandwich. “Anyway,” Maya continued, “Derek’s ex is Vanessa Blake.” “Oh?” “Yeah. Cheer captain. Beautiful. Slightly terrifying.” “Sounds lovely.” “They broke up months ago,” she said. “She’s been trying to get back together with him.”

Her face was by now soaked with tears as she watched her sister throw a tantrum. “I wish this could also be a dream but it's not.” She barked, choking on her tears. “It’s also not easy for me Phidel. Those heartless bitches killed me and I could barely do anything. I pleaded and pleaded with them to save me but they didn't. They could have sent me to the infirmary when I went unconscious but they rather left me here to die. They were cowards! –cruel cowards.” She affirmed, her voice fading away as tears engulfed her. Phidel at that moment wished she could hold onto her sister to console her– to assure her she was going to give her the justice she deserve but then she couldn't. She had turned

He had been her favourite relative, before her mate went all out in dividing them, a division she hadn't been able to do anything. "How are you too?" She asked, ignoring her mate's scrutinizing gaze. "I've been okay." Derek answered, keeping her gaze. "That's nice. How's your mother, and everyone at home?" Jan asked. "All good. They send their regards." Derek replied, with a small smile. He wondered whether his aunt knew that he had a little sister now. He wasn't sure if his uncle had told his mate about his little sister, Eva. There is only one way to know then.

I smiled with no warmth and signed: Do you want to be his Luna too? Her face slipped for half a second in the rearview mirror. She covered fast. "Don't be silly. I'm his sister. And Derek is crazy about you." She bumped his arm. "Right, big brother?" Derek made a low sound in his throat. His eyes met mine in the mirror. I looked away. I really was a fool. The Pack-tier dressmaker greeted Victoria and Derek as the bonding pair. Victoria nestled against his shoulder. She lazily pointed at me. "Wrong. She's the future Luna."

Derek questioned, his shocked eyes moving from one lady to the other. “Are you acting clueless on purpose or are you doing this to piss us off, because this is gradually becoming annoying? You being shocked over knowing we are sisters is quite annoying and disrespectful.” Sofia banged her hand on the table angrily. She had had enough. “But I had no idea that the both of you are sisters; I know nothing at all about that,” Derek defended with all sincerity and seriousness. “Trust me, I am not joking about it; I don’t know that the both of you are related,” Derek continued, still maintaining his stand.

she whispered. “I know,” I murmured, holding her tight. “I know.” We sat there while the theater slowly emptied, my anger simmering beneath the disappointment. I tried to call Derek again, but it went straight to voicemail. Then my phone vibrated. I grabbed it. He had better have a good excuse. But it wasn’t a message. It was a notification. Savannah had posted. I knew I shouldn’t open it, but I did. My sister sat in a clinic waiting room, her hair and makeup polished, a big, excited smile on her face. Her hand was resting possessively on her belly. Derek was standing beside her, his arm draped across her shoulders.

I feel the subtle shift, his wolf pressing forward, his entire posture changing, and my curiosity sharpens. “Asher?” I murmur, following his gaze. The woman is striking in an understated way. Her long hair is pulled back, her features soft yet strong. She has the same piercing blue eyes as Derek, so I realize almost immediately who she must be. Derek’s little sister. Sienna.

"You're lying! She's not dead! You're all quacks!" The doctors and nurses exchanged a look and backed away. There was no reasoning with him. A crowd had gathered. Someone recognized me. "Hey—isn't that the crazy mom from the livestream? The one who tried to drown her own daughter?" "Wait, yeah! That's her!" "Good riddance. Women like that don't deserve to breathe." Harvey clutched my body tighter. All the color drained from his face. He screamed at the crowd. "SHUT UP! She's not like that!"