Young Derek Hale Novels & Stories

They all had to bond in a way, Marcus, Edna and Derek. “But how?” Derek asked “Well, connect deeper just like we all did at Joe’s Diner, but like I said deeper” he said tilting his cap and disappeared into the night in his grey coat. “Well let’s just share personal stuff about our past and see how it helps huh?” Marcus said as he sat on the floor. “I’ll go first” Derek said with his head down to the ground DEREK’s PAST Derek Haligan had always known that he was different. As a child, he was constantly aware of his pale complexion and sharp teeth, but it wasn't until he reached his teenage years that he truly understood what he was. Derek was a vampire.

“It’s ironic that you woke up first, Derek.” A chilling voice commented behind him, sending frissons of fear down his spine. As Hael Wilder came into view, the real unease started crawling in Derek’s belly. Hael’s eyes were dark, almost black, but his expression — the rage that sparkled from his eyes? Derek knew he was dealing with a bigger monster than he and his brothers combined. He was looking at a stone-cold killer. Then Hael smiled. “Do you have any idea why you’re here, Derek? What could you have done to cross my path?” Hael waited, his gaze never wavering from the older male, and Derek shook his head, unable to say anything with the tape over his mouth.

Though some eyes were on us but we just ignored them, I was not even in the mood to spare anyone a glance. Suddenly someone came in, I recognized him to be Derek , son of Alpha Rex of the Hale Pack and soon to be Alpha, just like me. He had brown short hair and had a good height with a worked out body , not bad. Whereas I had a black hair with little white strands, which can come off as unique or strange but it was pretty cool too and I also had a good height and well buildt body, even as I grew. Alex also had pure black hair and it was really nice, he had height too and was well groomed. Though we hid our scents from the humans but it wasn't exactly hard to notice our kinds and I know his f

“Hell, he’s told everyone that story. Bout some Thing wanderin the roads, lookin for someone to bring ‘im all the lost souls in the world. So he can eat them or some such? Shit, some folks he’s told it to two or three times. Myself, think I’ve heard it four.” Derek winked, leering, as if letting me in on the secret holes he’d drilled in the wall of the girls’ locker room at school. “Don’ pay old Ike no mind. He’s one of Buster’s best drivers, but he’s crazy an full of shit. Crazier ‘n a shithouse rat full of shit. Ain’t no spirit king wanderin the roads, lookin for someone to bring ‘im all the spirits to gobble. Only thing wanderin is Old Man Sykes lookin for little boys’ peckers to gobble,

I could practically hear Derek thinking move away, male‑that‑is‑not‑me in Morse code. The tests were quick — only vitals and a brief exam — and Dr Hale narrated everything in that steady, reassuring tone doctors use when they’re trying to keep you from spiralling. Or whoever accompanies you. Meanwhile, Derek watched every second like he was evaluating a threat. To what, I had no idea. To whom… I was starting to suspect, though Dr Hale’s job was literally to get Derek what he wanted. A baby. An heir. When we were done, Dr Hale handed me a small packet of tablets and little strips and devices I’d need to use at home.

"Well, well. Sleeping Beauty finally decides to rejoin the living." Damien's head snapped toward the familiar voice, and his breath caught. Derek Hale lounged in the leather armchair beside the window, his dark hair falling carelessly across his forehead as he scrolled through his phone with indifference. He looked exactly as he had three years ago—young, cocky, with that trademark smirk that had once driven Damien to distraction.

"Hailee's how old again?" "Eighteen," Derek said wistfully. "Oh my g--," my mom was breathing heavily and clenched her heart. She sobbed and shook her head in disbelief. "Please, please tell me this isn't true. . . please," she whispered. "Don't be angry--," "DON'T BE ANGRY?! DON'T BE ANGRY THAT MY FIFTEEN-YEAR-OLD SON WAS SLEEPING WITH AN ADULT?!" she shouted. "YOU'RE A FUCKING MINOR DEREK!" she took a deep breath and calmed down.

Cold and calculating in nature, but not someone to be underestimated. Dale Shale, my other beta, also a brother of mine, is my left hand man. Fiery and hot-tempered in nature, a flirt and the pack's playboy, also Derek’s twin. Strong and loyal at heart too. Derek and Dale have been close to me since we were children, they are my childhood friends. We may not be brothers by blood, but we are brothers bound by our pain, suffering and loyalty to each other. “It’s time for us to leave now” he said from where he stood by the door.

Alpha Kyle's POV I paced around the room feeling rather uncomfortable. I was unable to sleep last night as my wolf didn't let me sleep. He had been disturbing me to look for our mate. Rejecting my mate wasn't a good decision as I didn't feel my body again. The pain was more than I had imagined. Even though I had tried to suppress it, I felt I couldn't continue to suppress it.

I turned away suddenly from the commander, hearing the male voice behind me, when I turned around, I saw a young man, tall and like all others with broad shoulders, strong arms and long legs, his face was quite symmetrical, his blue eyes very intense, and hair in an amazing chocolate shade. — Derek, as always you have the gift to arrive in the best hours. — He pronounced Chase, and I saw a provocation in his words, but soon he smiled at the young man. Derek smiled at the commander, his arms were crossed in the chest and his muscles looked even bigger, in his chin was born a very thin beard, even with his amazing physique and his deep voice his eyes were of a boy, and I suspected you weren’t