Derek Stiles Novelas e Histórias

Derek asked pragmatically. I considered this. Stiles' pride had taken a massive hit today, but involving law enforcement would only draw more attention to his humiliation, which is something that I knew Stiles was going to avoid desperately. "No," I said finally. "He divorced me this morning. I doubt he wants to explain to anyone why he was watching his ex-wife get pushed into the mud for entertainment." "Good." Derek settled back into his seat with the satisfaction of a man whose plans were proceeding smoothly. "Then we're all set."

The most powerful man in our world, feared by some, respected by all. My mate. The one person who should’ve been by my side today… couldn’t even be bothered to send a text. I stared at the screen longer than I should have, hoping maybe something would pop up. It didn’t. And somehow, even though I’d seen this kind of coldness from him before, it still hurt. Disappointed, I slipped my phone back into my clutch and straightened up in time to spot Derek. Derek was tall. Standing at 6 foot 7, he was often mistaken for a basketball player. His tall frame moved determinedly like a storm, crossing the aisle in just a few strides, cutting through people without apology. He didn’t even wait until we w

"Let him come, Jonas." Derek nods at Jonas as he steps to the side, and he comes to stand by my side. "Hello, Lisa. I'm Derek, Alpha of White Claw. " He took my hand, and I watched nervously as he lifted it to his mouth. He pressed his lips to my hand, his electric blue eyes watching me. His blond hair looked tousled and fell over his face. To be honest, he was attractive, but he was creepy as well. They were all creepy to some large extent.

I didn't understand why they had to keep all the secrets. As I turned around from shutting the door, I walked right into someone. Looking up, Drakes's eyes widened as he looked at me. He looked as though he had just returned from patrol, hair a mess and his white t-shirt stained with mud. "Shit, are you okay?" He laughed, holding my shoulder to keep me from falling. "Yeah, I'm sorry, I was going stretch my legs. I'm too energized to sleep." I whispered, trying not to wake Erik. He laughed, shaking his head.

He had turned into a dark, dangerous and calculating being. Furthermore, he grabbed the man by the collar and made him kneel on the floor in front of him. The man tried to wage himself with his hand, placing them on the ground in front of him so to be able to balance well. Without skipping a beat, Derek put his foot on both his hands, the hands that touched just her shoulders, and he stood down on them, as if he wanted to break them, so he won'tbe able to use the hands again to touch another shoulder.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust at the very thought of Darien. “Ew. God no! I wouldn’t touch that creep with a thirty-foot pole,” I exclaimed. Alex laughed as I acted like I was going to throw up at the very thought. “Okay, okay. So you at least aren’t one of those girls that were into her attacker,” he held up his hands in surrender. “So then who was it? I’m going to guess based on your crush history that he’s a bad boy type. Likes to wear leather jackets, smokes, drinks, breaks the rules, and barely notices you exist,” he smiled, teasing.

He couldn't believe he was standing before Kieran's wife! "Mrs. Kingsley, nice to meet you. I didn't expect to see you here. It seems we were destined to meet. I'm Derek, the manager of Regal Corporation. I just returned after completing my PhD. overseas last year. I hope we'll have the chance to cooperate in the future." Valerie responded, "Don't say that. My husband might get angry if he hears that." All three of them were hostile towards Derek. He smiled awkwardly, but since he was here, he wanted to accomplish his mission. He turned his attention to Morgan. "Morgan, is it okay if I add you on WhatsApp?"

"He got rid of his own father. So tell me, if he could do that to family, what do you think he'd do to someone he only sees as a business asset?" My pulse pounded. Derek wasn't perfect, but he wasn't cruel. What if Elian wasn't telling the truth? "If you still think I'm lying, ask him about Serena Woods." "Who?" "One of his college classmates. Derek nearly ruined her life after she exposed him for stealing property that wasn't his." "Stop." My voice came out sharper than intended. But Elian kept going. "Derek Hale isn't the saint you think he is." "Stop it!" I clamped my hands over my ears. "I said stop!"

Turning his head, he stared directly through the crowd until his eyes locked completely onto mine. "Heidi Artemis, you are the wolfless runt of this pack, and I can smell your pathetic scent from here," Derek said loudly into the microphone, making sure every single person in the clearing could hear him perfectly. "Step forward and come up to this stage right now so I can deal with you."

Derek’s voice came through low, steady, threaded with static. “You see it?” Derek asked. “I see it,” Chris said quietly. “He’s pushing through Meridian East first.” “That’s not the real exit,” Derek replied. “It’s a decoy. He always does that.” Chris smiled faintly. “Still hiding behind habits.” “Still thinking no one’s watching.” Chris leaned forward, fingers hovering over the keyboard. “Talk me through it.” On the other end, Derek exhaled. Chris could picture him—sleeves rolled up, glasses off, eyes sharp with that familiar mix of frustration and loyalty.