~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

Castiel Novak, known as Cas, is the school's laid back, blatantly gay, art department head. Dean Winchester, on the other hand, is an authoritative, straight-looking, law teacher who wants to keep things strictly professional. However, despite his wishes, he can't take his eyes off of that God damn art teacher. - *** "teacher au where all their students ship it" *** - *please note I have only watched to season 10 of Supernatural, so these are dated pieces I wrote just for fun!* P.S. Many readers ask what level of education this is set in (i.e. middle school, high school) but I'm English so I've used our education system. This is set in a secondary school that also has a sixth form. Secondary school has students from age 12 (their age when they start in year 7) to age 16 (year 11). Sixth form has students from age 16-18, sometimes 19 if students stay back a year (this is years 12 and 13). Cas has a year 7 class, and Dean has a year 13 class. Hope that clears it up for some of you!

"What is your name?" "Dean Winchester, your highness." •prince!cas• •prisoner!dean•

Supernatural High School AU. Dean, Sam and John Winchester moved from place to place after Mary Winchester passed away. When they this time settle down in a small town, Dean hopes it is finally for good. Especially after he meets a certain Castiel Novak. Then, however, his life suddely gets a lot more complicated, for better and worse. This is basically just the story of the demanding life of a teenager. (The cover photo is copied from tumblr user midget-banana)

"You have pretty eyes." "Thanks I guess?" "Just kidding I'm blind, wanna' hookup?" [cover by @safeinhistouch]

When your soulmate gets something on their skin, it appears on your skin too. If they draw a flower in Sharpie on their wrist, you get a flower on your wrist. If you fall and cut your knee open, your soulmate will get red patches on their skin. Castiel Novak is in his last year of high school in Lawrence, Kansas and he's a hopeless romantic who's determined to find the love of his life. Dean Winchester works at Singer Salvage Yard on the outskirts of Lawrence and he's got enough to deal with already without the extra stress of finding his soulmate. But Dean is sure his soulmate is a girl and when he meets the dark haired boy in a coffee shop, he refuses to believe he's the person he's destined to spend the rest of his life with. And with the threat of his alcoholic and violent father discovering Castiel, he's more determined than ever to make sure he doesn't fall for the charming blue eyed school boy. • • • • • This is based off a Tumblr (ew) post that I found and thought was incredibly cute so there you go. There will also be some Sabriel in this. Just to clarify, the age gap between Sam and Dean is two years instead of four.

A billion-dollar clone, bought and raised as an extremely dangerous weapon, strikes out against those who manufacture and harvest clones for spare parts. ***** Duplicates are used for one thing: spare parts. Kept in Emulation Facilities, brain-dead and hooked to machines, duplicates never open their eyes. As a transplant nurse, Evette Ashford knows this better than anyone -- until a living, breathing duplicate shatters her life. Merely knowing he exists drags Evette into a deep, dark world of manipulation, danger, and control. Evette knows he just wants to find himself, but the corporation that created him are furious he's broken their control. So Evette must decide who to trust: the monster who forced her into this chaos or the monster who created him. [[IC Universe People's Choice]] [[1st Place, Writers' Olympics Dystopian Award]] [[1st Place, Oscar Sci-fi Award]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story is rated PG-13 for violence, language, and sexual content. This story will become free on January 31st!

Punk!Castiel and Nerd!Dean AU. Cover made my Lineart on Tumblr Dean has everything. His parents don't mind that he likes boys, he's a grade A student, and he just has a lot going for him. But there's a beautiful boy who's attire screams danger. Dean just can't seem to stay away though. Rated R for: sexual content, drug usage, self harm, strong language, and anything else that could make a nun faint.

"No where to run run run..." (Y/n) has always had a deep fascination for the mind of a psycho, and after years of dedicated studies and volunteering, you land a job at one of the most dangerous Insane Asylums in Lost Santos. "Come here right now..." You are assigned to one of the most feared and insane criminals with the sex drive of a jack rabbit. Delirious. "There's only one thing that I wanna feel right now..." What no one at her job knows, is that (Y/n) has grown a fetish for Delirious's dangerous and dominant nature. "You all over my skin, I'm anxious..." You tend to hide your emotions and thoughts way too well, and all too easily. Especially when in the asylum, on your way to the stone cold killers room. "Paint my body boy, I'll be your canvas..." No one, and absolutely NO ONE knows of your addiction towards the psychotic clown in solitary confinement. "Don't talk to me just show me your talent... no where to run boy run come here right now." Oh but HE does.