POV Supernatural Fanfic. This story follows each season/episode of Supernatural. A brief overview of what you may be reading, without any spoilers! You (22) are a hunter, just like Sam and Dean Winchester. One night, your hunt gets interrupted by two brothers. Dean and Sam help you with your hunt and ask you to tag along with them on their road trip to stop more demons/ghosts. Do you end up with one of them? Keep reading to find out. WARNING: This is a slow burn romance fanfic, so if you want something more fast paced into a relationship check out my other fanfic "Falling for a Hunter." Any and all material used in this story is adapted for entertainment purposes and is not intended for monetization. Chapter 11 is when things get wild!

"If love manages to sprout from the soil that hatred has irrigated, then that means it must be true love." What are you capable of doing to protect the ones you love? What about the ones you hate? What makes you fall for someone who you just know you shouldn't be falling for? Is it their smile? Is it their heart? Their voice? Maybe the small mannerisms like how their brows furrow in concentration? And how long does it take for that said someone to sneak into your heart when you know you shouldn't have left the door open? Maybe you should just let yourself find out. What's the worst that can happen? -- Hello, my lovely cherries! This story starts a while after our favorite antagonist Negan crosses paths with Rick Grimes and his group. There have been some alterations in terms of storyline, timeline and events, so I wanted to give you a heads up before you dive in, because there may be some confusion. It's an angsty and rough slow burn and there is some smutty stuff (gotta give the people what they want, right?). Negan x OC. It's my first ever published story and there will definitely be a second part, but it's still in the making and I wanted to see how this one does. So, enjoy! Warning: Contains mature themes such as sex, violence and inappropriate language. There are some spoilers, so if you haven't seen the show until the very end, go watch it and come back here.

He discovered her by chance, a glimmer between the trees, weaving a home from petals and magic. Embry wasn't meant to stray off patrol. Wasn't meant to watch. Wasn't meant to fall. But how could he not, when she glowed like sunlight through leaves and smelled like the edge of a dream? Tiny. Wild. Impossible. Everything he never knew he was waiting for. And now, he's hers; heart first, soul deep. Even if she lives in a world far smaller and far brighter than his own. Even if she belongs to the stars, and he was born of the earth. Even if wolves were never meant to love fairies.