The first time I stepped into the big mansion, a boy in the same age as me looked at me with stardust in his eyes.
He looked vulnerable, loving, and warm as if he's willing to take time to know my soul and embrace me whole.
But I looked away, shrugging him off.
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Cast a Spell, Castiel
Short StoryIn which Castiel meets the daughter of the housemaid who's been working under his family for years and attempts to cast his spell upon her with his charms.
