Shameless Cast Derek Novels & Stories

Rose growls as she reclines on her bed and puts her phone down next to her. Derick enters Liam's room and says, "Got the look huh?" as Liam, freshly shaven and with wet hair, stands by the door of his closet contemplating what to wear. He takes a white suit in his hand and rests it on the chair. Derick takes off his soiled shoes and enters, sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. "Tea or milk?" Liam asks as he opens the refrigerator, grabs the milk jar, and fills a glass for himself. "Nothing...so what's the story of the show?" Derick inquires as he consumes two bites of the cheese pie simultaneously.

I was trying hard not to blush or become aroused, but the longer Derek held me the more difficult it was becoming. Finally, his grip relaxed and Derek took one step back. His eyes were the deep, sapphire blue I was familiar with and I hid my smile when I realized my robe matched his eyes almost exactly. He dropped a brief kiss on my lips, released his handful of my hair, and looked at Marsh. "Thank you for being concerned about her, but next time knock louder, okay?" Marsh dropped his eyes and blushed a faint pink, "You got it, Boss." Derek cuffed him lightly on the shoulder as he walked past him, "I need to get some clothes and go clean up the ones I just shredded. Don't talk her ears off,

"I've been holding back from exposing your little act, and you should be grateful for that!" Hearing this, my temper flared. "Asher! Even now, who's the one who's putting on an act? Which one of us is lying to themselves? "I told you, I really did get married!" Seeing me frown, Derek said with restrained anger, "Let her go! Can't you see she's not feeling well?" Asher laughed as if he'd heard the funniest joke. "Wow, so committed to the role. You two must have put a lot of effort into this performance."

“Stop! Don’t say that!” “Oh, I’ll say worse,” Derek said with mock seriousness, leaning closer as though sharing a secret. “You know what he reminded me of? Those street vendors who try to sell you a ‘genuine’ silver chain, and the moment you touch it, your hand turns green.” I bent over with laughter until my stomach hurt. “You’re unbelievable!” “And you’re welcome,” he replied smugly. “Someone has to keep your sense of humor alive. Can’t have you moping around like some tragic widow when you never even wore a ring.”

Sometimes she couldn’t help but think whether she was too far behind the times, even now she was having a hard time understanding what Derek said, if the evidence was right in front of her then she would have found out about it by now right? And if she was being honest she didn’t want to trust Derek blindly, he had a reputation. Though he never participated in any kind of war he was still considered fearsome by many shifters and getting on his good side only meant that she will on the bad side of the shifters. Not that she wasn’t already but she didn’t want to make things even more difficult for herself. A knowing grin etched on Derek’s face as he studied her right back, today he has dyed hi

Think twice my friend before, embarking on a journey you may not return from! "What have you done yo Leah?" Eric continued to press him about Leah's whereabouts. "I'm ashamed, even you, my brother! Or should I call you my former brother-wolf? How could you choose the side of a witch over your me? I thought their spell had no effects on wolves but, it turns out Ammon had set me up to prove to me they work. He used us but what I don't get, are you trying to lay down your life for him, when they are other better things you can do with it. Forget about him Eric, he is a loser." Derek's words were meant to deceive Eric. However, the more he pushed Eric, the more the expression on his face gets ba

It was clear he wasn't interested in her, but she just wanted to give it her best shot, so she pretended not to notice the discomfort and soon they were sitting opposite each other. Drake was in a white long sleeve shirt and a suit trouser. He had pulled his jacket, since he got to his office. His hair style was different this time, as the ones at the center were gelled back, leaving his mesmerizing feature more obvious. Sarah has a short yellow sleeveless gown on. It was barely down to her knees and tightened around her body, bringing out her well sculpted shape. Her cleavage is out for display, looking smooth and milky white.

"So you're not actually brain-damaged?" I stared at Derek in disbelief. Derek yanked off his tie—the Hermes tie I'd just bought him yesterday—and tossed it carelessly on the floor. "You think pretending to be an idiot for six years was easy?" He leaned back in his chair, his eyes full of contempt. "If I hadn't played dumb, would you have willingly picked up all the mess at home? Would you have worked yourself half to death making money and paying off debts?"

Derek’s face was a mask of controlled fury as he glared down at Ben. "D-Derek Ashton," Ben stammered, a mixture of shock and desperation creeping into his voice. "Help me! Tell this slut to know her place! You—you're better than her, maybe you'll talk some sense into her!" Ben shamelessly lamented, but Derek didn’t spare him a second glance.

I shouldn’t be in their business. Standing here and pretending like I heard nothing is the ideal solution for a situation like this. “This is my pack and I can do anything I wishes with any one of you people. So underestimate my ability to cut that tongue of yours off if you don’t curb it.” Derek shot back without remorse and Cassandra rolled her eyes, although I noticed she stopped poking me with her rude remarks. I couldn’t stay longer with them, not when the rude-jerk guy- whom I soon learnt his name was Liam- is finding it hard to tuck his lustful eyes in place.