{{THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO EMPTY•DEAN WINCHESTER. IF YOU HAVE NOT READ IT, I HIGHLY SUGGEST DOING SO}} Ashleigh remembered talking to Sam on the phone when she saw that truck pull up behind her. She remembered seeing a group climb out and step over to her car. That's when she first saw their glowing yellow eyes. But most importantly, she remembered the metallic smell of blood - her blood. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural, it's plotlines or it's characters. I only own Ashleigh Kimbrell, her storyline and any character not mentioned in the show. All rights go to Eric Kripke and the writers of Supernatural.

"J u s t 'c a u s e y o u l o v e s o m e o n e d o e s n 't m e a n y o u s h o u l d s t i c k a r o u n d a n d s c r e w u p t h e i r l i f e." D E A N · W I N C H E S T E R Set in Season 9 Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters. I only own Ashleigh (Ash) Kimbrell and her storyline. All rights for Supernatural and its characters go to Eric Kripke.

❝You're a demon.❞ ❝And you're not entirely human.❞ ❴ SEASON 1 - ONGOING ❵ All her life, Iona Hardy has been intrigued by the darkness and what it will do to a person. While studying the cultural interpretations of dark entities at Stanford, Iona meets Sam Winchester, a young man hiding behind secrets of his own. Upon receiving the unexpected news of the death of her parents, Iona digs herself deep into the hunting world to find out why hellhounds were the cause of it. The only question is what will she find on the other side? Supernatural belongs to its creators. The original characters within this story are my own. Cover belongs to me, as well.

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying? ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Preview: "Do you think, if you jumped from this roof - it'd feel like falling or flying?" I ask, keeping up with our theme of asking random useless questions that we've been going back and forth with for the past half hour. I stare at my feet swinging back and forth, looking down at the alleyway behind the building; pondering the question over in my head that I often wonder too much about. I glance over to Harry when he doesn't answer straight away and he's watching me with a look I can't read. "Unless you were a bird or could fly, it would just feel like falling. Because you'd know you were going to hit the ground" he decides to answer, staring at me like he's somewhat bothered that I asked him that. I look back down at the ground, and shrug my shoulders, "I think if you didn't care about hitting the ground it could feel like flying for a few seconds." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ STARTED 11TH MARCH 2019 - ONGOING

[Supernatural - Sequel to 'State of Seduction'] "You don't get to back out now. Not after everything that we've been through, not after all of this. I won't let you leave, after everything that we've fought for, after everything that we've killed for. This is it."

𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝗼𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐚 𝐲𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝗼𝗺𝐚𝐧 𝗺𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝗼𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝗼𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝗼𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝗼𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐩𝐬𝐞-𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝗼𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝙽𝚘. 𝟷 𝚒𝚗 #𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚕𝙳𝚒𝚡𝚘𝚗 - 𝟷/𝟸𝟷/𝟸𝟷 𝙽𝚘. 𝟷 𝚒𝚗 #𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚕 - 𝟸/𝟼/𝟸𝟷 𝙽𝚘. 𝟷 𝚒𝚗 #𝚃𝚠𝚍𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 - 𝟸/𝟿/𝟸𝟷 𝙽𝚘. 𝟷 𝚒𝚗 #𝚃𝚆𝙳 - 𝟻/𝟸𝟺/𝟸𝟷 (𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑢𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦. 𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑡, 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑒)

Rory Montgomery is a lot of things to a lot of people: Queen. Revolutionary. Real. Killer. Free. Survivor. After crash landing on Earth with 99 other juvenile delinquents and reuniting with lost friends, Rory Montgomery learnt that Earth wasn't quite what they were all expecting. A war broke out, Grounders versus Delinquents, and even more of them perished. Now, the 100 are split up. 48 of them are in Mount Weather, held captive by the Mountain Men. Rory and her friends must work together to save their people, forming unlikely allies in the process, moving closer each day to becoming the monsters they swore to never become. Earth isn't just a fight for survival, it's a full blown bloodbath. Book 2 in the Rory Montgomery series.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"𝘪'𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭. 𝘴𝘰 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴." ♚ ♛ daryl dixon x OC started; 1.12.19 ended; accomplishments; #1 in #daryldixon {10.24.19}

"That's Evelyn, but she prefers Eve." Dale spoke from behind us. "She doesn't say much. Maybe you'll get to hear her voice someday." Evelyn Rider's light step and silent disposition have served her well during these dangerous times, but the dead are not the only ones who won't hear her coming. - Trigger warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, panic attacks, psychotic behavior, and other disturbing themes. Please read at your discretion and take care of yourself. - Updates every Monday I would really appreciate it if you read on my website, it helps me a lot! http://www.miimaas.com/ You can also read this story on Fanfiction.net and Ao3 at my account/profile: Miimaas https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12270942/1/Sneaky https://archiveofourown.org/users/Miimaas/pseuds/Miimaas - #1 ranked in Amc 5-17-2018 #1 ranked in Daryl Dixon 5-22-2018 (and off & on to the present) #1 ranked in TheWalkingDead 6-18-2018 (and off & on to the present)