Shameless Cast Derek Novels & Stories

Not only that, but his jealous brain also suspected that Derek might have taken bad advantage of my body during the secret treatment despite wearing that black blindfold. With bitter jealousy and burning rage boiling over his chest, Liam finally snarls out, "My knees will never hit the dirt for him! My wolf is better than this guy, both in true healing skill and years of experience! Why should my body kneel to his name? He is just a packless nobody!" "How dare your tongue speak!" Peter fumed, his hands trembling from pure anger as his yellow eyes glared dead at Liam. Derek stands up from his chair, wanting absolutely no part of this family pack drama. "Mr. Hale, since Cora's body is complete

Derek shouted, his voice cutting through the ambient chatter of the ballroom, drawing the attention of several nearby university donors. “Nice show out there. Did the network give you permission to breathe without your script, or are you waiting for the director to cue your next move?" Jaxson stopped. His shoulders squared, his hands dropping to his sides. “Go home, Vance. You're drunk." "I'm drunk? At least I'm honest!" Derek laughed harshly, taking a step closer, his finger pointing directly into Jaxson's chest. “You're a fake, Reed. The whole school knows it. You pretend you're some saint protecting women, but you're just a thug who got lucky because a streaming network needed a charity c

Derek shouted angrily. He then clutched his chest, trembling with rage. He had devoted years to grooming Shawn and teaching him the ropes to handle the family business so that he could take over with ease. But in return, Shawn grew up to be a traitor who bit the hand that fed him. He had very nearly caused my death as well. To Derek, Shawn was no longer part of the family. He was nothing but someone who nearly killed his wife. Upon hearing this revelation, Celine stopped screaming. Her face froze as she stared at Shawn in disbelief. She had thought she was carrying the heir of an affluent family. However, Shawn wasn't even an actual member of that family!

murdering the entire police force. Paul washed off the shaving cream in a bowl of water, and then dried his face with a towel. "Let me guess," He folded the cloth and dropped it on the table, picking up the ironed white shirt in the process. "you tried your absolute best to salvage the situation, but the damage was already done." Derek couldn't deny it, because, despite his best efforts, the alpha still had sheer chaos to face once he returned. Derek could do nothing but bow his head in shame.

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.

The chief council of werewolves were another reason every member of the pack needed to back me up. I dashed to my garage and drove to the mansion recklessly. Layla's abandonment was obviously taking a toll on me. Too much had already been sacrificed for me to give up on her. When I got to the mansion, I was disappointed to see Derek packing his bags into the trunk of his vehicle. How could the first child of a true blood act so cowardly. "Hey, Derek." "Hey, Jacob," he responded without turning to me. He was busy trying to fit in his bags into the trunk.

Derek had so long forgotten the difference between right and wrong that, only by going through all this pain he would be able to awaken his inner conscience. Shera cried after he left that bar thinking about what his baby girl had to endure, how badly she was injured and still Derek showed no mercy on her. Derek acted like a coward and got her drugged. He got so many men after her but still she didn't break. Shera was feeling proud on her for being so brave but at the same time he was blaming himself of leaving her alone without accessing the situation around her properly.

“Oh... Holy shit! “the man screams when someone bumps into him, getting wine on his shirt. The person apologized, but Dereck ignored him looking at his shirt, full of wine. “You are incompetent. “ I? You're the one who doesn't see where you're going and you've bumped into someone else. “It's your job to warn me about this, that's what you're for! “he responds irritably. “I am your assistant, not your slave! Dereck looks at me up and down in affront, as he had never responded in such a way. Unexpectedly he grabs me by the shirt and takes me to the bathroom. I felt heat throughout my body, because I didn't know what he would do to me. Once there, she lets me go. She takes off her suit and the

“Yeah… I feel it too.” Just then someone called out from across the hallway. “Well well… look who decided to show up.” Layla turned. Derek Whitman leaned casually against the lockers with three of his friends beside him. Derek was one of the most obnoxious guys in school. Tall,blonde,rich and painfully loud. His father owned a few of the construction companies in the city, and Derek loved reminding everyone about it. He smirked when Layla looked at him. “What?” Layla said flatly.

Derek muttered, his voice dropping into this weird, gruff register. I stared at him, a nervous, frustrated laugh bubbling up in my chest. "You are becoming really, really weird." Derek looked away quickly, clearing his throat and shuffling his feet like he had just been caught doing something illegal. "Well, do what you want. Walk around naked, that's your business, man. What kind of a human being has such pale skin anyway? You sure you have red blood flowing through you?" I froze, completely shocked by the sheer randomness of the insult. My mouth fell open. I scuffed my foot against the floor, my face burning with a mix of embarrassment and pure frustration, and then I turned on my heel and