Castiel Novak is the new student and has no idea who to talk to. Then the most popular guy, Dean Winchester talks to him, with something Castiel never expected to be told before. Gabriel Novak helps Sam with a bully when they first meet and they've been inseparable since. Of course Sam tries pushing him away but he just can't. ((There's also some Michifer in here ehuehuehue))

-DISCONTINUED- November 6, 1967 Dean Winchester is tired of relationship troubles and decides to take a walk on the beach. Caught in the middle of a family feud, Castiel Novak goes out for some air... In a world of naked trees, brisk winds, and dark skies, in an era when homosexuality was shunned upon by most, two boys caught in an odd mixture of lust, obsession, need, sex, and undying love run away with the wrong crowd and live the right life, as long as it may last... VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED: This story includes excessive graphic boy-on-boy smut, abuse, alcoholism, drug use, foul language, violence, action, and feels•.•

I don't know why I keep this up, probably just nostalgia, but be warned these are shit so I recommend the latest stories if you would like to read some of my stuff. I seriously recommend not reading this...

Castiel James Novak is a good man. Not because he was a priest and told people about the word of God and also because he lived by the Bible. He was a good man because he just was. He was kind, he was generous, he held his heart in his hands and he never turned anybody away. All Castiel wanted that night was for God to talk to him, just once. He had prayed and prayed so many times before but there was no reply. He had read in a book somewhere about certain sigils and markings and a few words would summon God or the Holy Ghost to him and Castiel had run out of ideas. So one night, that was exactly what he did. Castiel James Novak didn't know that the markings he had put down and the incantations he had spoken did not in fact summon the Holy Ghost, except they brought down upon him his worst nightmare. A Demon named Dean. *Art not mine but i edited it a bit so i could put the title on :-D* *Yet another new story and i hope you guys enjoy this one just as much* Credit to @theofficialkitty for the cover

This story will be written by myself and @Tori_Castellanos The Socials, otherwise known as the Soc's and the Greasers came from two completely differently worlds. While the Soc's lived on the rich west side of town and were known as 'white trash with Mustangs and Madras Shirts', the Greasers lived in the east. A poorer area with less flashy cars and more dead-beat dads. The two 'gangs' hated each other with a passion, nothing could get through the fiery loathing and the violence that came with it. Until...