Novel & Cerita Grey's Anatomy Fanfiction Meredith Derek

“Derek, the past is over. Stop clinging to a life where you wouldn’t even mark me. Our mind link was severed long ago. Whether it was the two of us who died in that trap in our last life, or us who have started afresh in this one, the fact that our paths have not crossed is the best outcome for both of us. “Besides, you despised me in our last life. You never wanted me to bear your pups. And in this life, I will never go back to living a life as barren as a dried-up well.” Like a cornered beast, Derek let out a harsh, agitated growl. “I regretted it because you never helped me! Fine, you didn’t buy me a blade, but you even sent a mind link behind my back to the Alliance Tribunal and told the

My breath hitched against his mouth. We came together like it was inevitable. Like it had been written into the stars. And when I came, it was with a cry so full of heat and memory and release that I thought I might break open completely. Derek followed a heartbeat later, collapsing against me, groaning into my skin like he’d just survived a war and found heaven on the other side. *** We stayed like that for a while—splayed against the moss and stone, tangled up in each other, skin against skin, hearts still racing.

The teams left the ice for break, but Derek didn’t follow his teammates to the locker room. Instead, he skated over to the announcer’s table and grabbed the microphone while glancing in my direction. “Ladies and gentlemen,” his voice echoed throughout the arena. “I have an announcement to make.” The entire crowd went dead silent. Down on the ice, I saw Hunter stop in his tracks near the tunnel. Seth and Zane froze beside him, all three turning to look at Derek with identical frowns of confusion. “Three weeks ago,” Derek continued, his eyes sweeping the crowd until they found mine, “I found my mate.”

I don't think her perfect, stable future could withstand the truth of what Noah and I had. Memories. They start surfacing. I feel the heat rise from my chest to my throat, a blush creeping up my neck, betraying my composure. I know, without looking in a mirror, that my cheeks are turning a bright, traitorous pink. Damn it. Meredith’s face shifts. Her eyes narrow. She sees the blush. She interprets it exactly as she wants to. Great. Now, I've managed to make an enemy of her. "Are you serious?" she hisses. "You’re sitting there daydreaming about my fiancé while I’m trying to be civil?"

A trickle of their combined fluids immediately began to drip from her pussy down her inner thigh. Mira collapsed back onto the bed, utterly spent and boneless, while Derek remained seated on the edge, watching her with a satisfied intensity. “That was fucking amazing,” Derek stated, his voice hoarse. Mira turned her head to look at him, a lazy, satisfied smile on her face. “Yes. I really needed that.” After a few minutes of silence, Derek pushed himself up from the bed. He crossed the room, collecting his scattered clothes and slipping them back on one by one with swiftly.

“If Aurora ended things, I believe you would seem more devastated. The fact that you don't mean that she didn't end things, but then again, you would not be here if something was not wrong “ Derek said, his gaze trained on me. I groaned. There was no hiding anything from his very perceptive eyes. “She went to see Jackson, and I lost it, man. I followed her, and I almost confronted her, but at the last moment, I realized she was ending things with him and not what I thought. I thought she was cheating on me and I was so mad. I had come to reconcile with the fact that my mate had given her heart to another but I thought that at least, I would be able to win herm I thought the bond would be str

I was buried in my work when the door to my office flew open with a loud bang. Startled, I looked up, only to see Derek standing there, his face red with anger. My pen slipped from my hand, and my heart sank. I hadn’t seen him since the fiasco at the hospital with Zayn, and I had hoped to keep it that way. “Derek,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “What are you doing here?” He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he slammed the door shut behind him, his chest heaving as he marched toward me. The tension in the room was suffocating.

"You don't have to do anything, Derek. Just let me be close to you." "I said no!" Derek snapped, as he forcefully pushed my hands away. He stared at me, his eyes dark with a bitter, cold resentment. "Until I get my legs back, when you can actually heal me, I won't be able to have sex with you. I can't even think about that right now." He pointed a rigid finger toward the door, his jaw clenched tight. "Leave. Before I get angry." It became hard to breathe as I scrambled off the bed, clutching the neck of the night gown as if I could hold my shattered heart. “Derek I-

Once this blows over, we can continue living together—" I shook her hand off and cackled sarcastically. Deacon gave me a smug look. However, he feigned a pitiful expression afterward and said, "I'm sorry, Derek! It's all my fault for falling in love with Gwen at first sight! But if you won't forgive me, then I don't want to live anymore!" "Deacon! What nonsense are you saying?" Mom screamed, running over to hug him. "You can't die! If you do, I'm not going to continue living anymore either!"

“Everyone would be worried with the kind of stuff that happens to us here at Bloodwood Pack.” “So much for the moon goddess' favorite pack, huh?” Derek teased, and I laughed. My laughter was cut short when I suddenly realized that I wouldn't be seeing him for a while after he makes his journey to Snowrest in the next two days. We were just mated and, unlike normal people, we were soon to go separate ways until goddess knows when. “I'll return to you,” Derek whispered. “You know I will.” He leaned forward and brushed my lips lightly with his. I wanted more of him, and I really wasn't in the mood for his teasing. With my hand at the back of his head, I pulled him closer and kissed him fully.