Gabriel texted Sam by mistake. I'm really bad at descriptions so you'll have to find out the rest by reading..... sorry

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||ON HOLD|| (Book 2) The author needs a little help. (Y/n) gets to travel back to world she was forced to leave and continue the adventure she always wanted. But with a little twist... Now the characters are coming into her world?!

Trigger warning. Depressing thoughts. Jack: Hey! Mark: Who are you? Jack messages the wrong person on kik but they create a beautiful friendship and maybe more... Jack lived in Ireland. Mark lived in Amarica. They both didn't have friends. Both in high school. Both alone. Both in love.

I ran. I ran for a long time. I'm tired, I want to rest. But if I stop, they will get me. They will kill me. And everyone else around me. But it's stupid, I'm stupid. I'm running even though I know the monsters are not chasing me. I'm running even though I know, The monsters live inside of me. Then it dawned me, I am the monster. -- Started: November 6, 2014 Completed: March 7, 2015

It's a Supernatural fan fiction! Castiel X Reader. I'm currently rewriting this story! Y/n Winchester was supposedly abandoned when she was six months old, or was she? I will try to keep things as level with the seasons as possible but the reader has demon blood instead of Sam.

You live in a fairly large town, where the people that pass through are different everyday, and the people who pass through the diner you work in are even more varied. You meet a lot of different people in your town- especially hunters. So you began saving an extra room in your house for them. A place where they could stay the night and not have to pay anything, because you knew money was usually short with hunters. You thought you could do this because you would never see the same hunter twice, and that it would all be good. And then the Winchesters came along.

This story has been discontinued! Life was okay. It has been fifteen years since you last saw Castiel. The colour of his striking blue eyes are still burned into your brain. The feeling of his fiery touch still lingers on your skin. His scent still invades your nostrils at the most inopportune times. Despite all of that, you thought you could forget him... One visitor changes all of that, bringing memories back to the surface that you had buried deep. But you mustn't focus on those memories, because the news that this visitor brings is urgent, and to rid your kingdom of a very serious threat, you must work with Castiel. But can you? This is the sequel to Not What You Think. This story will not make any sense of you haven't already read the previous one.

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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.