The Bloody Valentine has been terrorizing the streets for years. Despite all their hard work, the FBI hasn't seen heads or tales of him. Despite never meeting, that doesn't stop Dean Winchester from dropping notes in the blood of his victims to whatever poor soul had the misfortune of being assigned his case. Next to murder, teasing them is his favorite passtime. But his feelings change when he meets Castiel Novak, the agent looking for him, and he realizes he may not hate the human race quite as much as he thought.

Dean got bored of sitting around in a supermax prison. So he escaped. *** Sequel to the "Wanted" ***

"What is your name?" "Dean Winchester, your highness." •prince!cas• •prisoner!dean•

My broken angle by aphrodite 💚💙 ×اون تورو فراموش کرده ... اون همه خاطرات تلخشو فراموش کرده... +برام مهم نیست .... من که فراموشش نکردم ... من هیچوقت خاطرات شیرینم و فراموش نمیکنم ... 💚 💙 ❤ Compeleted

The angels have fallen. Castiel lost his grace, and is now a human. He experiences hunger, cold, need, but still pondered at the thought of love. Dean takes him under his wing and helps him understand his new way of life; every aspect. Even though his grace is lost, the affair between a man and an angel is forbidden. Not to mention, an angel and a Winchester. In addition to the internal conflicts between the two, they also have to worry about the bounty put on Castiel's head by the other fallen angels.

(WARNING: THIS IS A WORK IN PROGRESS, I HAVE DECIDED TO RE-EDIT THE STORY SO PLEASE BE PATIENT AND DON'T JUDGE, I KNOW I AM NOT THE BEST AT SPELLING OR GRAMMAR, BUT I AM FIXING MY MISTAKES!!)Dean always knew something was off about him, especially when he meant Castiel. An angel of the lord, or used to be. There was always something whispering to him, saying these women aren't what you want but being Dean, he kept ignoring those feelings, kept pretending to be more into women than men. Which he's always wondered what it'd be like to be with a man, but was too afraid to be who is that is until Castiel comes along, Dean and Castiel have a connection. Dean doesn't mind their connection but what will happen when Dean and Castiel share a one night thing? Will Dean keep fighting his urges, pretending nothing happened between the two and move on? But what if new human, Castiel just can't seem to move on from that night? (Picks up after season 8 finale, sorry if I'm spoiling anything!!)

كستيل، فرشته سقوط كرده، فرشته اي كه مسئول سقوط تمام فرشته ها از بهشته الان انسانه. يه انسان معمولي با احساساتي كه براش نااشنان. دين ، دوست صميميش سعي ميكنه تو اين راه كمكش كنه و انسان بودن رو براش اسون كنه. اگه سريال رو ديده باشيد داستان از قسمت اخر فصل هشت شروع ميشه. يعني سقوط فرشته ها. ولي كلا مسيرش از داستان فصل نه جداس. پس اگه هنوز فصل نه به بعدو نديد اسپويل نميشه براتون ----------------------------- بچه ها اين داستان خيلي معروفيه. كلي بازديد داشته و چندتا هم جايزه گرفته. من كه با انگليسيش كلي حال كردم گفتم بذار ترجمش كنم تا بلكه بقيه هم حال كنن باهاش. شرمنده اگه مث انگليسيش نيس چون اين اولين كار ترجممه . بعدم بعضي جاهاش خيلي اسمات ميشد منم روم نميشد خيلي با جزييات ترجمه كنم. ديگه به بزرگي خودتون ببخشيد.

Jensen bristles visibly, straightening his back and squaring his shoulders. Looking so appalled that he maybe, possibly, almost kissed his best friend off set. "Fine," he says tersely. "You're right; this is...weird. I obviously need to get some sleep." The hope that bubbled up inside me congeals and sinks to a sour ache in the pit of my stomach. "Yeah, me too." I pinch the bridge of my nose, then force myself to flash him a toothy grin, cocky mask sliding expertly into place. "So thank goodness that didn't happen." "Right," he laughs breathlessly. "Would've been so weird." "Fucking messed up." "Yeah." I stare at my drink, twinkling amber and gold in the starlight as the non-too-subtle tension between us simmers and stews like a poisonous vapour spreading a miasma of stifled and humiliating desire. We lapse into crestfallen silence. What exactly did you think was going on here Misha? The voice in my head berates me derisively. It's called acting. Ever heard of people getting a little lost in role playing? That's all this is. #1 - cockles #1 - misha #1 - casdean #1 - destiel Sequel: That's When We Uncover {Cockles}

هری...هرررری...خواهش میکنم نجاتم بده...نذار من رو ببرن...هرررری... قطرات اشک گونه های پسر چشم سبز رو تر میکنن...صدا توی ذهنش تکرار میشه....حتی جرات نکن به التماس هاش گوش بدی استایلز...حتی جرات نکن برگردی سمتش... صدای فریادهای وحشت زده ی لویی تنش رو میلرزونن...روحش رو از هم میدرن...قلبش رو از کار میندازن اما این اجبار بود.هری این قسم نانوشته رو امضا کرده بود. صدای لویی پشت سرش خاموش میشه.زمزمه ی خفه ی هری توی باد گم میشه. هری:متاسفم لویی.متاسفم...