It started out as a joke, but now Cas is having a difficult time keeping quiet as Dean searches for his 'Angel Spot'. A smutty Destiel minific written for @kaylerr_22 on a roadtrip.

I've seen these kinds of books for all kinds of fandoms but non for mine so I thought why not do it myself! This book is full of hurt and sick fics by our fav marvel heroes. I do accept requests but I don't do smut, tho I will imply it of I must So if u enjoy some Good Whump then this is the place for u!! If u want a request just comment on my page or this book

I fell in love with Jim Moriarty, a criminal mastermind. But it came at a price. Torture...

It's seems you've stumbled into the Superwholock universe. Boy, have you got an adventure ahead of you. ~ When Sam and Dean investigate disappearances and crashes of planes, they have no choice, but to take to the sky themselves. The plane they inspect takes them to England, where they meet Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, and a strange man by the name of the Doctor. Together, the five all solve a case that is stirred in London, involving each of their worst enemies: Lucifer, Moriarty, and The Master. I do not own anything Supernatural, Doctor Who, or Sherlock. I do not own any of the pictures or videos. Credit those who own what I do not. Yes, the cover has been changed.

Hayden was cursed with nightmares. She had been ever since she was a kid. Then one day a tweed wearing weirdo comes up and basically admits his undying love for her before disappearing completely. The next day, he comes back to act as her substitute therapist and pretends that he knows nothing about her. Hayden believes he's either on drugs or is an alcoholic. But then he takes her away to show her the wonders of the universe and discover the mysteries in Hayden's life. Who knows what will happen? [AMAZING COVER MADE BY @_daunicorn !!!!]

-REWRITTEN/EDIT THE ENTIRE STORY ON 7/24/17- Coughing, the smoke swirled in front of me as beams of black and white flashing lights raced across my vision, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. My lungs ached as they tried to pull in clean oxygen, my eyes straining to see through the grey haze. Once the smoke dissipated some, I could see we had appeared in the middle of a road. It was cracked and full of potholes, the yellow lines coated with dirt and grime from over the years it seemed. Taking a better look around, it looked like a bomb had gone off and I was witnessing the remainders of a city.

~One of the Best 11th Doctor X Reader Stories said by [YOU GUYS!]~ Hello fellow readers, this is a 11th doctor x reader fanfic please enjoy! (Warning: violence and fezzes ;3) "Didn't anyone ever tell you?, theres one thing you never put in a trap, if your smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans of seeing tomorrow, theres one thing you never EVER put in a trap.... ...ME" (I AM CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF EDITING AND CORRECTING MISTAKES WITHIN THE STORY. MAY ALSO ALTER THE ORIGINAL STORY)

My day started like any other: my nose in a book, my companion, Charles, the Great Dane, by my side. I'm house sitting for my parents, alone in our beach home, nothing around for miles when a knock sounds at my door. When I answer it, I am startled by a familiar looking man on my porch. It's the Doctor! How is this possible? He's only fictional, yet, here is is and he's lost the TARDIS. I have to be dreaming... I HAVE to be! Things only get stranger when more guests arrive: a consulting detective and his blogging partner, and two brothers in a grumbling Impala. Why are they all showing up, and why are they trapped in my house?!

Sometimes you question who you really are. Part of you seems to know yourself, the other is just a mystery. Indigo Taylor manages to pull through each day looking after her alcoholic best friend and her suicidal brother. She's a shoulder to cry on for everyone, but herself. Never stopping to think once about herself, Indie slowly begins to deteriorate and it seems no one will be able to help her until one fatal night when she lays eyes on Dan Howell and Phil Lester who looked as though they belong in either Hollywood or heaven.