Mi Vida Con Derek Novels & Stories

I turned my attention to Derek again. “Yeah. I’m just…” I sighed. “…trying to figure this next chapter of our lives.” Derek smiled. “Why not just enjoy it for the moment? She’s back in your arms.” “Yeah and not even twenty-four hours and I somehow managed to fuck it up.” Derek laughed. “Good. So everything is back to normal.” He slapped my harder on the back. “Now you get to figure that shit out and we will all go laughing at your terrible love life.”

“Hey, at least you have someone. I’m still out there struggling every weekend.” “Please,” I said. “You change girlfriends more than I change suits.” “Exactly. That’s the problem,” he said. “I can’t find a good one. They start amazing and then… boom. Crazy shows up.” We both laughed. For a moment, it felt good. Normal. Like when we were broke college kids drinking cheap beer and dreaming big. Then Derek leaned back and said the one name I never wanted to hear. “Remember Serena?” My chest tightened instantly.

“Derek—he... he’s been acting so different lately. He told the kids about the disease in the pack, scared them to death. And then we argued, and he brought up Zayn...” Liv’s voice was calm, like it always was. “Aurora, slow down. What do you mean he brought up Zayn?” I stopped pacing and sat down, running my hand through my hair. “He accused me of still thinking about him. And I think he’s right. Not that I want to be with Zayn, but... it’s hard, Liv. Derek’s been so good to me. He’s kind, he’s caring, but... I don’t love him. Not in that way.”

Derek says as he comes and sits next to me on the bed. “Happy ending like what exactly? She turning out to be my mate? She saw me on her 18th birthday Derek. If I was her mate, that means that she knows and doesn’t really want me, because she is marrying another man, or she is not my mate and I’ve been in love for years with someone who isn’t mine in the first place and will continue to be hopelessly in love with her for years to come. A real win win situation we have here” I say sarcastically.

The fact that Dexter hadn't laid his hands on George before gave him that assurance that Derek wouldn't do such. "I don't care what arrangement you've made with Dexter and Ciara but I wanna make it clear to you today. It's a good thing that Dave is here. He gets to witness what I'm about to say," Derek spoke directly into his Father's face when everyone had thought that he was gonna back out. George smiled. "Bring it on," Although, the smile barely lasted for five seconds. "I am gonna get married to Ciara and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it. You are gonna stay alive and watch that happen," Derek vowed.

Elysia It had been a month, a complete month since my life fell apart. I was surprised at how the hell I was still standing. I didn’t think I would even be able to survive this long. I sat on the edge of Sylvie’s couch, my legs tucked beneath me, a warm cup of tea in my hand. Her house smelled of freshly baked goods, and I loved it. “I’m serious,” I said, forcing myself to smile as I looked at her. “You can believe I’m over Derek. He can go to hell for all I care.”

“And I already have someone interested, looks like Maverick will be a past thought sooner rather than later.” The metal door shut, breaking my heart along with it. All the things I wanted to say crawled down to my belly and left a bitter aftertaste in my mouth. “Who is Maverick?” Melody asked. I sniffled. “My boyfriend. Derek beat him near death when he was thirteen for asking too many questions about his mother. She was—a prostitute through Derek. Small world, huh?” “Do you think Maverick will find you?” she asked. I nodded my head. “He knows its Derek, that’s more than anyone else can say, so I think he has a chance.”

I didn’t want to deal with explaining the whole thing right now – I didn’t have the strength – so I just texted back, What are you talking about? Immediately I received, You should call me. I was still upset and irritated and cranky about Derek, so I typed back, Can’t talk right now. Just tell me. Derek’s all over TMZ. I frowned and opened the browser on my phone. It was like all my jealousies from the last six weeks had been immortalized in color pictures and splashed on the internet. Derek had apparently flown back to LA after South Dakota. Better hunting grounds, I guess, because there was grainy photo after photo of him with women at a club. Women hanging all over him, women grinding him

It was bold, architectural, and strikingly beautiful—just like her. “I love you, Liv,” Derek said, his voice thick with emotion. “I want to spend every sunrise and every sunset of the rest of my life loving you, taking care of you, and building this family with you. You’ve touched parts of me I didn’t even know were alive, and I can’t imagine a future without you. I don't want to try.”

Pls comment. The main question is still.... Will Derek make it.