Funny/dark/romantic /random/adorable short stories. Could be for mature viewers at times. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Every alpha wolf is born with a symbol embedded deep in their skin. After the alpha turns eighteen their mate, either a beta or an omega, has a mark show up just like their alpha's. The two mates feel an unbearable bond that brings them together into a peaceful harmony. Derek was twenty-three now. He had lost all hope of finding his true mate, believing that the poor wolf had either died in a tragic accident or that he was never meant to be with anyone. That is until the day that he feels it. The pull. It brings him to a small town in the middle of California. But why was it happening now? And was this actually his mate, just five years late? And who is the elusive one that will be joining Derek in ultimate ritual of life? (M/M don't like don't read)

What happens when Stiles gets attacked by the newest alpha in town? Who is this mysterious new alpha? Stiles is changing, but into what? Will he ever be the same again? What happens when everyone's favorite demon returns? What happens when Stiles becomes cut off from the rest of the pack? Read the story to find out! . . . I'm terrible at descriptions, but the story is WAY better. ... so yeah. I'll actually be surprised if someone reads my story... (WhAT why are people reading my story??) I don't own Teen Wolf obviously. This story is all me. I didn't really get inspiration from anyone, but if you think I plagiarized someone plz tell meh... This story barely has a plot

young Stiles Stilinski has been pulled into the supernatural world by his best friend Scott, who got turned into a werewolf. but other than the supernatural world he is also caught in the homophobic world, ever since he came out the famous school jocks and their leader Jackson Whittemore been making his life a living hell. but in the supernatural World, he finds comfort and warmth in the dark, brooding Derek Hale who finds himself catching feeling for the fragile human, wanting to put the broken pieces together. but is there just somethings there can't be fixed? PS: I don't own Teen wolf or these characters, all credit shall go to Jeff Davis and MTV for this amazing show hope you all enjoy it :)

The Hale Pack found a vampire nest right under their nose. While trying to sneek into their lair Stiles is caught. They think that he will be killed but the vampire do something much worse. (This is a Sterek story and includes sexual content/smut)

a strange baby is left in Derek's care, how will Derek handle a baby when he can hardly handle himself, with a lot of help from one hyperactive teen and the rest of his pack Will Derek's feeling be found out about the human he demanded help from?

It's as the title says, Sterek one-shots. A lot of angst, a few happy sprinkled here and there, some fluff. All the Sterek! I hope you enjoy. {Also posting on AO3, each is called the same as the names of the chapters. They're all in the series "Sterek Short Stories!"} Cover credits go to @TheFishBrain (Thank you!). Here are a few random snippets (in order): ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ "You left me, Derek. I loved you and you left me." His last words to me echoed around my head, like a gunshot in an empty parking lot. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Everyone saw what he wanted them to. No one saw the real him and he was beginning to hate everything he was and everything he was not. He needed someone who saw him, needed to be true to everyone just as much as he needed to be true to himself. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ "Stiles, we're two separate packs, you can't be apart of both!" He was getting sick of his best friends indecision and, after a long conversation, had just exploded. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ "I can't lose you, I've lost too many, you were supposed to stay, you weren't supposed to leave. Stay with me please, I-I can't, not again. Never again." ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Stiles was watching him again, this had become a daily occurrence and he did not know how to deal with it. He knew Stiles' feelings for him, Stiles being Stiles had gotten bored of dancing around them and just blurted it out once after a Pack Night. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Blood coated his hands, splattered his face and dripped from his T-shirt as he stared at himself in the mirror. "How can you still love me after what I did?" ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Stiles flailed, chair falling backwards as he did, creating a thump louder than the one that had originally scared him. The man by his window stood up, adjusting his clothing as he walked towards the younger boy whose eyes were blown wide, heart beating a mile a minute. Derek inhaled deeply trying to determine what it was he could smell.

Stiles is very oblivious. He is a nice enough guy to help out Malia with her math since she can't grasp the concept. He doesn't realize how this affects Derek. He is head over heals for Stiles, he even hints here and there but Stiles is just too oblivious. Even though he can't take a hint, he does like Derek just as much. Derek lets his jealousy take over one day when he sees Malia flirting with Stiles like crazy. What will Derek do and how will Stiles react? Will they resolve things or only make things worse on each other?

Stiles had been keeping a secret from The Pack since the vampires came to town. Lydia, being the genius she is, works it out. Derek, on the other hand, just so happens to make a well - or poorly, depending on how you look at it - timed entrance through Stiles' window. Not everyone can be as perfectly understanding when it comes to the truth as Lydia, though. Some times people can only see the unwanted blood on your hands and not the loyalty and desperation that lies in your heart. And sometimes, sometimes telling the truth can lead you down a path of confusing feelings, moments, memories and nightmares. Where does the path end and how long will it take to get there? (Started out as a one-shot but here we are. (Also posted on AO3)) (complete)

(NO TRANSLATIONS) Derek has heard stories about the Spark -ghe kind of stories that would have his younger self cowering under the blankets. The kind of stories that had Derek stick close to the pack. But when Derek is in trouble, and the pack isnt around, Derek finds himself in the care of said Spark, and he finds out fairly quickly that he's not all he seems to be. Stiles, he finds out, isn't a villain at all. Derek's only heard one side of the story for four years, and now it's time for him to hear the other side from his mate. *-* "Pretty little wolf," he hummed, stepping closer and kneeling beside Derek. Even in his death fogged brain, he recognized the words spoken. The words that were tattooed along his hip bone. The man reached a hand out, long bony fingers brushing against Derek's jaw. That's when recognition dawned on him. He knew this boy -not personally, but he'd seen pictures. This was the Spark. The one Scott had warned him about since Derek had returned to Beacon Hills four years ago. His mate. "Fuck me," Derek gasped out, dropping his head on the step. "Let's get you better, first, shall we, Puppy?" The Spark hummed.