WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION After Ryan and his best friend are whisked away to a top-secret wizard school, they'll discover immortal demons, new powers, acceptance, and love. ***** After they are brutally assaulted by a gang of bullies, high school outcasts Ryan and Alison decide to perform a vengeance spell on their tormentors. But when the spell only triggers a mild earthquake, they find themselves whisked away by the Marduk Institute, a mysterious organization claiming to be a school for wizards. However, there's more afoot at the Institute than meets the eye. With their old lives gone, Ryan and Alison begin to learn that a little love can go a long way in a desperate situation, but what will happen in our magical coming-of-age love story when an unstoppable foe begins stalking Ryan in his dreams? [Content warning: This original edition of IAGW was pre-sensitivity read, so the story contains instances of violence against LGBT and some homophobic and transphobic language.]

-- 𝘪 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵. .

~read the title, people

Oneshots. That's all.

"Venus, are you alright?" He asked softly, searching my face. I smiled, his eyes hypnotizing me with one look. "Never better." ***Dedicated to the late and great Alan Rickman*** *Book 2*

COMPLETED (BOOK 6) *Also a stand alone book, but reading the other books is suggested!* An arrogant demon with a terrible temper lives only to aid his master. Kaiden, who is titled by the devil himself as his best soul catcher, hunts down angels and steals their souls to plunge into hell. The young demon does anything and everything to keep his master happy. When a mission he has performed several times turns into a moment which changes his life forever, Kaiden finds the soul his heart will always be chasing. What comes to the mind of those who think of hell? Is it a word associated with dark, sinister, and blasphemous actions? Is it a fictional place for sinful souls to be destroyed by the menacing devil? In the human race, such cruelty is captured only through religion, imagination and entertainment. However, there is little information that they know about the world in which they call their home. What would humans do if they found out that hell is more tangible than the thoughts in their very own heads? And demons roam the surface of the earth, every single day. *HIGHEST RANK IN FANTASY: 3*

I have seven hours to tell you a story. Seven hours to explain how I got here. Seven hours to remember Dean. (Note, this will be really, really sad. No happy ending, sorry. Graphic mentions of suicide and various mental diseases. I will not put another warning in the book, read at your own risk.)

So Crowley is my favorite supernatural character, and I've been writing this for a while on quotev ,yes I have a quotev, so I've decided to also post it on here. Why not? :3 "So who exactly killed your friend (Y/N)?" My doctor asked me ready to write down my answer. "If I tell you you won't believe me. Nobody ever does, that's why I was sent here because they all think I'm crazy and you do too." I said looking out the window out into court yard. "Well, I'm not them. I'm someone else now tell me, who killed your friend?" He asked again slowly a little more aggressively. I laughed sadistically. "Who? Oh no, no no no. It's not a who but a what tell me doctor, do you believe?" I paused, "Believe? Believe in what (Y/N)?" "Do you believe in supernatural?" I finished. "What kind of supernatural being are we talking about?" He wrote something down. "Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifter, ghosts, demons, the lists. It goes on and on doc." I turned and looked him directly in the eyes. "Or should I call you Sam Mr. Winchester?" I smiled evilly and raised my eyebrows.

It was such a traditional story. One of anger, grief, and rare solidarity. You've done nothing wrong of course. Blaming yourself for every wrong act that happened to you, rather than those who actually caused it. You wanted it to be over. For the pain to disappear. It was a wish of course, but one sad night turned into almost a sad decision. It was then-at that moment-when he saved your life. He lit up your world more than you could have hoped for. It was then that you realized that you had much more in common than you had seen. You discovered that you both were Beacons of light to each other. Beacons of Hope.

Just a bunch of Crowley x Reader oneshots.