Derek Shepherd X Reader Novelas e Histórias

Because beneath all that armor - her silence, her sharpness, the way she pulls the world at arm's length - I see a girl begging to feel something that isn't Ryel's leash. She doesn't know it yet. But she's starving for it. For choice. For freedom. For something that isn't carved into her like a brand. Not as a slave. And that book... that book didn't just call her. Derek's voice comes drifting again. "You need to promise me to keep it safe from Ryel." I have to keep an eye on her and the book. I see sudden movement in the bush, then a couple who appears to be tearing att each other's clothes wanting to make out in the bush.

"Derek, he's telling the truth. He didn't mean to scare me, but I was reading and didn't hear a damn thing. He startled me is all. Marsh didn't do anything to me. I'm fine. Let him go." Marsh tipped his head back even further and I realized he was offering his throat to his Alpha as a sign of submission. Derek growled softly at him, his muzzle only an inch from Marsh's ear and neck, then slowly backed off. Marsh stayed where he was on the floor, while Derek came to circle me. He sniffed my hands, ran his cold, wet nose up the back of my knee, and nosed the book I'd dumped on the floor in my fright. With a shudder, the wolf gathered himself inward and there was a sort of shimmer in the air. W

“It's OK. You don't have to explain. I'm here now, and I will never leave you again.” She tilted her head to look up at him. “You promise?” “Yes, I promise.” Zeek's wolf was breathing hard. It was taking everything in him not to rip Kitty's clothes off and fuck her in the open. Xerxes tried to reach out to Meadow, but it was like she was gone. Kitty was busy admiring the beauty of her mate. Ezekiel was really the hottest guy she had ever seen. Not even Mitch could hold a candle next to him. “You're so handsome,” she whispered.

Before Xavier can decide how to strike, Derek jerked him off his feet by his foot and when Xavier crashed to the floor, Derek made to dug his sword into his chest but Xavier was faster this time. “I’m quite trained, you see.” Xavier laughed as he flipped back to his feet. “Or you think I governed over all these people just by a flip of hand? No! I worked myself to reach this stage and I can tell you bringing me down wouldn’t be as easy as you daydream.” He added, placing emphasis on his last word. “I knew you were corny right from the start, Xavier. But I thought you would change but what do I expect from someone who is an Alpha over a pack that belongs to someone else?” Derek rasped, in a w

"You have no right to read them!" But Derek kept reading, his eyes getting wider with each word. The smile on his face grew more wicked and dangerous. "Well, well, well," Derek said, his voice like silk over steel. "So YOU'RE the mystery writer everyone's been going crazy over." My blood turned to ice. "The one who writes those incredibly detailed stories about guys' bodies," Derek continued, reading more. "About touching them, kissing them, wanting them..." "Stop!" I begged, my face burning with shame. "Please stop reading!"

"As my mouth stated previously, my wolf was busy coordinating battle strategies and gathering elite pack alliances the exact moment Malia was taken. Healer Hale, what is the pathetic point of your tongue constantly criticizing my honor?" "Even if your mind was gathering alliances, that wouldn't prevent your fingers from answering your fated mate's call," Derek shoots back with a cold, mocking smile that makes my heart flutter strangely. "Or was the alliance story just a pathetic cover because your inner wolf was too terrified of the rogue master to act?"

Those grey eyes dark with lust, his jaw clenched, sweat glistening on his skin. "Sonya," I imagine him groaning. "Fuck, Sonya." My fingers move faster, dipping down to my entrance, gathering more wetness before returning to my clit. I'm panting now, my free hand coming up to squeeze my breast through my thin tank top. I should feel guilty. Derek just confessed his feelings. Derek, who I've loved for six years. But it's not Derek's face I see when I close my eyes. It's Reign. Always Reign.

Normally others would be afraid of him when he used that tone, but she even looked like she wanted to beat him up. For a long moment, there was nothing but the hum of the AC. Then— Derek let out a low whistle. “Damn. That was intense.” Xander shot him a warning look. Derek laughed. “So… who is she?” Xander rubbed his temples. “Maya Thompson. I met her at a club.” Derek’s eyebrows shot up. “Wait. The girl you had a drunken night with? Man, what are the chances? She just so happens to work for you too?”

“Elena said she likes me,” Derek said to Fighter, and Fighter’s eyes bugged. “Really? And what did you say to her?” “Nothing. I didn’t know what to answer to that. I just kept mute.” “You are so lucky that you already have a werewolf who likes you. I am stuck between a human and a witch.” Fighter sighed and Derek laughed. “I don’t think that is being lucky. I love Ashley, and I don’t see anyone as I see her. She is the only one my heart yearns for.”

Not only that, but he could also feel her body trembling from witnessing such scene. His eyes turned red from his shock experience. He just showed her the little part of what he could do, but then why does she have to embrace him like that? Knowing full well that he was a demon. She should be running from him, not embracing him because that was what any normal person would do. Seems she isn't normal at that point,, or maybe she was. Derek ran his fingers through his hairs, as he felt relaxed, her embrace alone made his deadly aura disappear for a moment. He closed his eyes to gather his thought before he took a deep, quiet breath.