Derek X Stiles Novels & Stories

They were the elite students of our tiny school, the boys who made the entire town proud. And then there were the cheerleaders. Cindy Stewart, Laura Winsor and Trisha Smith, the trio who were always hanging around the two boys. It was difficult to say who was dating who but the three girls have been involved with both Derek and Alex at different times. But while Derek was a known flirt, Alex was the more reserved type who people didn’t want to get near easily because of his ‘stuck-up’ vibe. In general, Alex hardly spoke and was positioned as the Football team goal-keeper, while Derek was the quarterback.

I yelled banging my fist on the wooden table in front of me. "Look Xavier, I know you don't like Tara. But she's the only daughter and treasure of the syndicate Lord Xeus. Are you sure you're ready to compete with Xeus?" Derek lowered his voice to speak. "I plan on telling his daughter that I don't want to go on with the wedding arrangement with her, I mean I still don't feel anything for her. I've been trying for a long time to grow feelings for her, but all this while, I still don't feel connected to her" I replied with a voice filled with distress.

“ I did not know that Sir was a stalker as well, do I need to start looking over my shoulder lest someone stabs me in the back?” She finally raised her head and stared at Derek, today he has dyed his hair in a sunny yellow making him look like an omelette head but with his sharp cheekbones and cruelly cut face that looked as handsome as it looked dangerous, he was able to pull that colour off exceptionally well. Something that she didn’t expect at all.

Justin was yet to come back, and with my knowledge of male fashion, I seized an opportunity by taking a chance on my job as an assistant. When I told Derek that I was going to be the one to style him, he got a little bit disappointed but still allowed me to do my job. I got him stylized with simple jeans, trousers, a rocker top, and a leather jacket. Derek had already gone on the show after the commercial break when Justin arrived with a man. "Wait! Did Gena come back?". He stepped forward to me and asked. "No, she didn't." I replied. "Okay, so who styled Derek?". He kept on asking questions.

Well, all the girls except a few senior sluts who didn't like the attention I was getting. Derek was also surprisingly cool with Ethan asking me out and it even seemed like they were somewhat friends. I found out that he competed in swim and track not only for our school but in other leagues so he was barely around. He only took classes needed to graduate and the rest of the time was spent training. Since he was a real athlete, he didn't do drugs and barely drank. Seemed like I found a guy I might actually like to do more than just tease. ————

Derek wiped the visible traces of his own pre cum on the surface of his slacks. Heavy footfalls were approaching the tent. Derek said from behind her ear, "You owe me one, bad girl." Mila was still shaking with her orgasm when a voice called out from outside of the tent, "Dr. Smith, are you there?" Derek quickly donned his white gown to cover his erection and the stain on his slacks. He hugged Mila and whispered, "Leave after a few minutes, see you later." He rushed outside, "I'm here, what's the problem? "

"Now I am Derek 2.0. Better than the original. Stronger. Faster. And very, very angry about you letting me die." "This is a trick," I said. "X is manipulating you like he manipulated everyone else—" "X saved me. Gave me purpose. Showed me that my brother never really cared. That he was willing to sacrifice me for his precious club. For you, Eva." Derek's targeting system locked onto me. "So X made me a deal. Kill you, and I get my revenge. Simple. Clean. Perfect." "Where is X?" I demanded. "He promised to show himself!"

Derek is happy and his satisfied chuckle makes me giggle. My mate is extremely talented. So much so that he pulls me to straddle him and sink down on his huge cock. I woke up hours later and moved slowly. We went at it pretty hard and I knew I would be sore. Derek is huge in the package department. I yawned as I got up, pulled on my clothes and went to check on Levi. Finding him asleep I smile and head out to the kitchen so I can make us food. I'm starving once again and want some stew.

Where the fuck did they come from? “That’s not what your ma said last night when I shagged her,” one of them said, proving my point. Shagged her. Fuck, Derek was not going to be satisfied until he migrated the whole fucking Ireland to the US. “Shut the fuck up, Stiles,” the one in charge snapped.

"That's the CEO of Stark Corporation! It's the tycoon, Derek Stark!" Derek's name had sort of become a taboo in my life over the years. Even though I had heard of a tycoon who shared the same name, I had never assumed he was my first love. Derek walked into the room slowly and naturally placed an arm around my shoulders. "Sorry for being late." I stared straight at him with bittersweet feelings. Even after ten years, he hadn't seemed to have changed much, but he appeared more mature and composed than before. "I'm Derek Stark, the father of Rachel's son. Who says he's a bastard child with an unknown father?"