Novel & Cerita Life With Derek Fanfiction

“It’s… it’s alive, more than normal. There’s life, yes, but it’s layered… energy, Alpha, Omega… something else I can’t name yet.” My stomach clenched, heart racing. The life inside me responded instantly, coiling tight with instinct and curiosity, and I felt Derek stiffen, jaw tight. He pressed his mouth to my shoulder briefly, teeth grazing lightly, as if claiming both me and the life that stirred within. “It’s ours,” he murmured, low and possessive. “Nothing touches it without going through me first.”

Lexi where have you been all my life, I knew you were always here so why didn’t you ever let me have my way with you for just once even tho you could see I was really into you. Derek I didn’t know that because you always or let me say mostly acting distance as if you didn’t want me around. You were acting like I was some kind of sickness and diseases you were avoiding. You sometimes act cold and a little weird so I thought maybe it was because of what I was using my life for. Yeah I mean the career part I choose or you don’t see that as a career, I think I choose that because I was just so addicted to getting fucked always here and there without getting tired of it please I mean it feels goo

” I told her. She took her hair behind her head. She had pink cheeks. I knew she was blushing at what I said to her. ~Sex Scene Now! Finally, Everyone ?~ Sherry P.O.V: Derrick stared down at me. I am so nervous. I am going to have sex with Derrick Jefferson, the bad boy, the heartbreaker, and the jock. The man I have been in love with since I was in middle school, maybe before that. We knew each other since we were babies. I remember him being my best friend when we were younger. Then he stopped being my friend, and he became my monster/bully.

I put down my fork, "I'm staying with Derek Kolinkar. He took me in as his ward." His eyes widened for a fraction then composed himself, "Oh, I heard that he is a philanthropist." Mrs. Weiz snorted, "More like a murderer." I glared at her, "Derek is not a murderer." "And how would you know?" she retorted. "I should know, because I lived with him for two years, and I can say he is not a murderer." I countered fiercely then added, "How do you know Derek, anyway?" I only introduced Derek to Bryson and Ciara, so how come they are assuming things about him?

Ah, I see. My memories. They’re playing in a feedback in my head. Are these my last seven minutes? Did I die? There were a lot of Mr. Stanford’s in my life. Men who pretended to want to help me. Men who said they took pity on me, poor miss Xavier, they would say. Daddy in prison, mommy is unemployed. Poor Miss Xavier, you’re such a beauty, how about you meet me at this hotel then we can discuss properly. The scene changed to another office, Derek’s office. “I have no need for a dancer,” those were the first words he had said to me. “I’m sure we can find a suitable position for you elsewhere.”

“You know what, do what you want. I’m over this. Call your driver or something. I need my space right now, Brittiny is coming over. Gotta fuck this shit away… “Oh my goodness britiny, don’t you think you arrived too early.” Derek said, looking a little surprised as a familiar girl from school stepped into his room. She smiled, moving her hips seductively as she walked toward Derek. “Well, surprise… Derek smiled, looking very excited then he turned to face me. “Well Ethan, wanna join in? Gotta be a lucky day huh?” This is one thing about Derek, one minute he is a wise adviser, the next minute his brain disappears and he starts thinking with his dick. But shit, who says no to sex and to someon

Before I used to shut myself into studying but coming to Belize and meeting him gave me a different perspective of life that there's more to life than books and I intended to give us a chance and see where it leads to. "You won't. Derek loves you more than anything. At first, I thought he was obsessed or something talking about this cute blonde girl he met and how Max should assist in tracking you. Soon, I realized he was serious and I was the first person to support him. Did he tell you why he didn't let you go home?" She arched her brows. "No. I guess it is because I have not yet recovered"

“Let’s discuss that after your birthday.” “Ah, yes. I completely forgot about that. Have you started planning it?” “Yes. Taylor and Rob are helping me. Mostly Taylor, by the way.” Derek chuckled. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think Taylor was your brother, not Rob. He would go to war for you.” “He’s an amazing guy,” she agreed, “I couldn’t have asked for a better partner for Rob. They’re so perfect together.” “Just like us,” said Derek.

The turning point of Derek's life has arrived. Only one thought engulfed Derek's mind as he drifted to sleep. 'All of you who have tried to stop me and held me back, all of you who made my life a living hell, all of you who called me names, more specifically a loser....well...' 'WHO'S THE LOSER NOW?!?!?' That was the final mental scream Derek had in his mind before his eyes were shut and he went to sleep. The best sleep he's had in his life. The first of many to come.

I drawled. Derek chuckled, crossing his arms. “She doesn’t need to pick. We all know you’d rather chase tail than take anything seriously.” I forced a lazy smirk onto my face. “That’s because the tail I chase is more interesting than your pathetic excuse for a love life.” His amusement faded. A muscle in his jaw twitched, and I knew I had struck a nerve. Good. Derek was the perfect son—controlled, ruthless, respected. With his upcoming mating ceremony, he was set to take everything: the title, the land, the loyalty of the pack. Meanwhile, I would be left with nothing.