There's a problem with his vessel, or at least that's what Cas thinks... he keeps getting these stiff aching problems between his thighs! So what happens when he goes to Dean for a little help with said problems? Even worse, what happens when Heaven finds out about such "forbidden acts" between Hunter and Angel? Naturally, all hell breaks loose! Rated M for Smut and Language

Angels are dicks, at least, that's what Dean Winchester thinks. He stands by his rules, and his rules only that not even his younger brother Sam Winchester, can't interfere. And then, Dean went to hell. Literally. And once he saw the blue-eyed, soft-spoken Angel of The Lord, Castiel, he knew that he brought big trouble. And now that the angel is tagging along, will Dean finally abide a rule he swore he'd never break?

dean was sure castiel wasnt coming back. he was postive the angel was dead for good. his best friend, gone in just a moment, dragged away to the empty, where angels go when they die. forever. yet again, nothing ever really does stay dead.

He pops up in my mind more frequently than I'll admit. He's popular. He's three years older than me, a basketball star and a local hero. He's always the talk of the town. But he's changed, and there's something about Rowan that's different. He's got more secrets hidden away than I thought. And I never thought I'd stumble into one like this. * on hold while this is getting edited *

*COMPLETED* (Y.O.L.O stands for: YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE) *** Carter Jones, the school nerd, and Killian Henderson, the reputated troublemaker, somehow end up getting detention together. "How about we make a bet?" Offered Killian, his pistachio-green eyes drilling into mine as a playful smile lingered on his lips. "A bet?" I gulped, intimidated by how close he was sitting next to me. He nodded and raised four fingers, the ones with the letters "Y.O.L.O" tattooed on them, wriggling them in front of me with his ever-so-confident grin. "Four dares, Jones, just you and me." And that's how it all started. *** Rankings: #fiction #featured #queer #gay #depression #bl #youngadult #featured #comedy #bisexual #manxman #teen fiction #boyxboy #bxb #LGBT #romance Cover designed by Holly Thurston

It has been a year since the Great War in Hades. There's been peace so far, but there have been many whispers, rumors of Angels coming down to Earth. Jesse is still trying to find his place in his new life, and is starting to wonder if he belongs here in the first place, or if he'll ever be enough for his immortal boyfriend. Phobos is in mourning for his lost friend and is thinking more and more about the dead in his life. Aaron is desperate to improve his sucky life, desperate enough to make yet another shady deal. And Shayne, tired of being overlooked, prepares a daring scheme.

An accompaniment to the Hell and Hades series. Read Feathers and Blood first!

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

"Well this is a sight," a mysterious voice said behind a tree. "Excuse me sir, but who are you," I asked. "Just a lost soul looking for his way," the man replied. "Well I must be going, have a nice night sir." "To you as well boy. Watch out for the wolves. You don't seem to have much on you for weapons, I'd hate to see what would happen if you bumped into them." With that he waved away back into the tree's waiting arms. "Strange man," I muttered under my breath and continued on my way. <><><><><><><><><><><><><> This story has LGBTQ+ content. Don't read if you don't like it. All hateful comments against the community will be deleted.