Derek And Braeden Novels & Stories

Derek walked in looking like he hadn't slept in days, his usually perfect appearance disheveled and anxious. "Coach Bradley, thank God you agreed to meet me," Derek said, sliding into the booth across from me. "I think I've made a huge mistake." "What kind of mistake?" Derek ran his hands through his hair, a gesture I recognized from watching game footage of him when he was losing. "I've been working to sabotage Landon Hayes' career for months. I paid Rose Miller to manipulate his marriage, planted stories about his wife's supposed affair, even fed information to journalists to make him look unstable."

The producers promised a fair and balanced investigation, with both parties, their lawyers, and a panel of psychology experts all invited to examine the truth behind the bizarre incident. Derek was ecstatic. He saw it as the perfect stage to clear his wife's name. He announced on social media with maximum fanfare that he and Bree would be appearing on the show to expose me for who I really was. The night the episode aired live, viewership hit a record. Derek was still in white, looking gaunt and haggard, with Bree cradled in his lap in the guest seat. He faced the cameras and delivered the same tearful monologue he'd performed outside the police headquarters, every single word dripping with

And he was able to fuck her, especially because of their little dirty secrets relating to dogs. Derek went to his bedroom after leaving Ella and his mother. He got his telephone, hopped on his seat and moved across the floor, and nearly tipped over. Before he could open his contact list, Robert's name lit up on his phone. “What's up, Man?”

"They demanded a bride. Today. One of my unwed daughters goes to the Lyke brothers to be their Luna." The room went dead silent. The Lyke brothers. Kaz, Kai, Kol, and Kenzo. The ruthless Alphas from the freezing mountains. They never bothered to negotiate. They took exactly what they wanted. They were literal monsters we used in stories to scare pups into staying in bed. I looked at Vanessa. She was the eldest unwed daughter. She was standing right at the altar. I assumed it was her, my father was sending her away to the cold. That was why she rushed this.

Leah's Pov "Miss Leah, are you sure this is such a great idea?" Derek asked me as I put on my shoes. "What isn't a great idea?" I asked him. "How sure are you that president Liam is President Axel, though they look alike, but... their faces are not the same at all," he said, looking distressed. I looked at Derek, "Don't you trust me?" I said, looking straight into his eyes. Derek looked at me and hesitated, he didn't know what to say. His expression said it all, "Are you crazy, Miss? President Axel is already dead... already dead."

“Zayn, if she has kids with Derek, then they must be in some kind of serious relationship. Did they ever get married? Are they still together?” Zayn frowned, his gaze dropping to the floor. “I don’t know. I didn’t ask. But Derek was there tonight, acting like he had every right to be by her side. When the kids went missing, he showed up like he was their father.” Kael studied Zayn for a long moment. “And how does that make you feel?”

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.”

Madam Dera nodded in fear, she had thought about how Derek could be the late Alpha’s son when he claims to be the first son. “Oh.” Derek said with a smirk “You all have to get used to my mate cause your minds are not hidden when she is around, especially when your thoughts are centered around me.” He laughed, he turned to Kaiden “Dear brother, I can’t stop all these,” he did an air quote with both hands “because I want to hear you scream in pain and agony louder than my mother, louder than her!” He yelled with a thundering voice that made Chase and Madam Dera tremble.

"Hey, Adrian. I'm Derek. I work with your dad. We're... friends. And business partners. And I'm going to make sure you know how to be organized and punctual, unlike your Aunt Kiara." "Hey!" Kiara protested. "I'm standing right here." "I know," Derek said, but he was smiling. Watching them interact—the gentle teasing, the easy comfort—I realized Athena had been right. I'd been so focused on our own life, our own struggles and joys, that I'd completely missed this development. "They're good together," I murmured to Athena as Derek and Kiara continued their playful bickering while cooing at the babies. "They are," she agreed. "Different, but good. Sometimes the best relationships are the unexpe

“Help yourself, Caleb. Not like it’s my office or anything.“ I say dryly, knowing fully well that he is going to successfully rip out a bottle even if I command him not to. Derek snorts from where he is seated on the couch at the feet of Weston's splayed legs. He is Caleb's friend as much as he is mine and Weston's. We all have known one another since we were crawling on all fours, and Derek is one of the few people I trust enough to call my brother. Also, he has this laid-back, almost lazy demeanor that makes me believe he was infected with that by Cal, but I know better. Derek is one of the deadliest fighters in this pack. His laid-back demeanor can't deceive me one bit.