Derek Shepherd Sisters Novels & Stories

The second question which bothered Derek's mind the as also simple,it was a simple question on kits Who is behind her, why do they always pamper her, As a matter of fact it came as a ss to him when he saw that she was one of those who would be trained and tested to be a soldier. He didn't recognize her in time but when he did it was shocking, it was the same girl who had always hovered around his sister like some lost puppy. The same girl who his sister had explained was not fine, who had a sad take and was a pauper.

“Tell me her name.” Derek hesitated. I narrowed my eyes dangerously. “Derek. Her. Name.” “Sophia,” he muttered. “Sophia… And you didn't think to tell your sister, your only family that you're dating someone named Sophia?” “It wasn't like that,” he said defensively. “She… handled a lot while you were gone. And we kind of grew close.” “Close enough to ditch me today,” I shot back. He closed his eyes briefly. “Jasmine—”

“This is what your sister gets for sneaking out.” My tits bounced wildly under the crop top as he fucked me hard. Ravi dropped to her knees in front of us, eyes locked on where Derek’s thick cock stretched my pussy. She looked so jealous, so turned on. After a few minutes, Derek pushed me off and pointed at Ravi. “Shorts off. Now.” Ravi stripped quickly. Her pussy was shaved and glistening. Derek made her straddle my face on the couch while he stood behind her. As I started licking my twin’s sweet cunt, Derek slammed back into my pussy from behind, pounding me while I ate my sister.

Jessica raised an eyebrow and smirked when she saw Derek’s expression. Derek sighed, "Becca has been a part of us for years, Jessica! I see her as my sister!” His brows furrowed, his frustration and anger evident. “Your sister? Did you also tell her that Sophie, the mother of Charlotte, is her real mother?” Jessica's words were like knives, cutting deep, revealing what he had hoped to keep buried. “You dug…?” Derek sighed, his voice heavy She snapped her fingers, “Oh yes, I did. I know a lot more about you Millers than you think. And I thought you were going to stand by your words, but instead, you leave me no choice!”

Derek started, and I gazed sharply at him with anticipation. "What about it?" I asked curiously. "I went through the emails from the private investigator I hired to dig up information about your sister," he started, and my excitement sank. I couldn’t believe that when he mentioned last night, he was going to talk about my sister. "What about her?" "Recently, she hasn’t made any moves, but she’s rather frustrated about the situation with Devon and has been forcing him to go to therapy, hoping he could regain his memories. But still, nothing," he said calmly.

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.

"Stop being difficult, lil sis, and open your eyes. I did some digging into that donkey's past. Jacob's a former gang leader back in his high school days." I faced him with my arms still folded across my chest, feeling a sense of disbelief. "How the hell did you know that?" "Information," Derek responded coolly, walking away from me towards the refrigerator and taking out a can of beer. I followed him, my heart racing. "I don't believe it. Who's your source of information?" "I've got eyes everywhere, princess," Derek said as he opened and drank his beer. "Moreover, Jacob's girlfriend is gunning for you. Words on the streets have it, she's organizing a group of girls to take you down."

“ Do you mean to say that you are going to use my sister as some sort of breeding cow? Is that what you are saying?” “ Isn’t it still better than her staying with the man who ruined her life by throwing her in the prison for more than seven years?” Derek unclasped his hands and placed the back of his palms on the picnic table as he raised his brow at Jacob. “ I might sound a bit disrespectful but I can assure you that I will treat your sister nicely at least,” he turned to look at Logan. “ I will take care of her much better than her mate by giving her the respect a human being deserves.” “ You son of a bitch!” Jacob struggled against Logan’s grip as he tried to jump at Derek, the guards beh

Not everybody had to be a warrior, she told her classmates, and though some boys curled their lips in contempt, the teacher agreed. “Svetlana? Sveta? I had a sister named Sveta.” “Really?” she smiled at him. “So, you can still call me ‘little sister’.” The bent pin holding her hair under the kerchief chose this moment to break, and her plait tumbled down. He gently tugged the thick fair rope of hair braided with a threadbare ribbon. “My sister was a pest. I bet you’re a good girl.” “I bet you pulled her hair all the time and this is why she was angry with you,” Svetlana giggled.

“Please, Katelyn. You’re… you’re family. Can’t you talk to your parents, just once? Ask them to help us, please. I know we’ve made mistakes, but you’re our sister. We need you.” A sharp, bitter laugh bubbled up from my throat. “Family? Is that what you call me now?” My voice rose, cold and brittle. “Where was all this family when I was the one begging for help, when you all treated me like trash, like a servant, loving only Scarlett? I was never family to you.” Derek lowered his head. For a moment, I almost believed his shame. But then, he wasn’t apologizing because he meant it. He was just defeated, meeting someone stronger for the first time in his life.