The little lamb panted looking up towards the wolf which towered over him with tearful eyes "A-Alpha please touch me." "Shh little lamb I've got you." - Wolf!Dean & Lamb!Castiel

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

Here in England we can drink at ages 18 so in this AU they're aloud to drink at 18 okay? In a world where love is for the highest bidder, can love really survive? Castiel Novak leads a double life, on the one hand he is high school nerd, music master with his hair slicked back and glasses on. However on the other he is a dancing and sex machine, stripping for money and fornicating (having sex) for even more. Once Castiel steps out of school he chucks his glasses and whips out his wing tattoo - along with his other persona: angel. Leave your inhibitions at the door when you step on the club floor - CATS&DOGS strip club Warning: prostitution and violent scenes ART IS MINE!! #muchproud

Once there was a small town named Seabrook Coast. The small town sat on the edge of a large sea that held the most beautiful but deadly creatures. Shrieking Eels. The sound they made was so human like then years before when the town was first made, people used to swim out into the ocean to try and save the person who was shrieking, only to find out too late that the deadly creatures used this sound to lure in their prey. 300 years after the town was made and tradition holds that every month in the light of a full moon, a virgin must be sacrificed to the sea god. No one knew his name, no one was even sure that he existed as no one had even seen him until....

These feelings deep within my heart; these thoughts within the dark; these actions are not my own; this plot is out of my control. These memories forgotten within my mind; the time is slowly ticking by; our ideas do not agree; this isn't you and this isn't me.