#1 in alpha×omega (before) #1 in m×m My first Indian bl ⚠️IT'S NOT G×G⚠️ "They will born again at a different era with different face & a different fate. This time fate will have a different conquest for them. The Queen's throne & palace will be waiting for her to claim them & rule the supernaturals, only her reincarnation will be able to lift the curse" Moon goddess said this 5000 years ago. Ethan is alpha of werewolves with royal blood flowing through his veins, but when he was a kid everyone labeled him as the reincarnation on Queen Ethena. He saw this opportunity as an ultimate power over all supernatural when he grew up. But the problem arises when he imprints on another hot headed alpha for whom all this is myth even moon goddess. What would happen if he fall for the alpha? Would he leave the desire of ultimate power? Will this curse take their life also like many others before any of this could happen?

A war is brewing in The Faerie Realm; it's up to a knight, a prince, and an outcast to stop it. When a sinister and mysterious master takes control of a group of cursed faeries known as the sprites, they want revenge against the fae...and they will stop at nothing to obliterate the kingdoms known as the Faerie Courts in a slaughtering attack on Midsummer's night. When Marissa, a Winter Knight with a dark past, joins forces with the arrogant prince Glen and the runaway sprite Diandre, she knows that they are the fae's only chance of defeating The Master. The first step? Become fugitives. These three will have to race against time to recover the Objects of Power: a wand and a scepter that have been lost for centuries. But to prevent a dark war, Marissa, Glen, and Diandre will be tested like they've never imagined. And it might just cost them their lives. [Completed] Highest Ranking: #724 in Fantasy ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

+ One day, Castiel Novak, burger lover and member of the bee club, gets an unexpected text from an unknown number. + (785) 124-1979: Hey, handsome! ;) CastielNovak: Uhmm... hello? + This fanfiction will be writing for most of the parts in text form. I also want to say that I (sadly) don't own Supernatural and all the characters that i use. Only the storyline is mine. + Started: [04/07/2017]

Dean Winchester, a twenty-three-year-old mechanic, battling severe depression, is admitted to Lawrance Psychiatric Hospital where he meets Castiel Novak, a reoccurring patient fighting addiction. They quickly find solace in each others company. But as Dean gets better, Castiel gets worse. And Dean has to not only fight his battles, but try his best to keep Castiel clean and alive.

Finding out that your parents, the people that raised you your whole life, weren't your actual parents was hard. Being told at the ripe ol' age of eighteen that you're the last living member from an Ancient Shifter line, the one responsible for creating the First Shifters, was inconceivable. Especially when a group of assassins were on their way to exterminate me simply for just existing. Kidnapped from my bed by three extremely stunning and grumpy Alphas, and forced to attend a special Shifter University located in the middle of nowhere, I have to navigate an unfamiliar and unknown secreted world while simultaneously trying avoiding those who want to use my lineage to enact an age-old curse. Join Nova Nyx as she's dragged into a world full of Shifters, Secrets, and Startling Surprises. ~~~ "Mates?" I repeated owlishly, blinking rapidly at the one worded bomb they just dropped on me "What are Mates?" Instead of answering my question, they just stared back at me in silence, arms crossed over their broad chests. I ignored their silence, choosing to focus on second part of their sentence. "And you're telling me I have three of them?" I gawked "How many are you supposed to get? I can barely handle myself and my life at this point and you want me to worry about three other people?" Of course the most annoying man I've ever met smirked at my bafflement. "I don't think it'll be such a hardship for you" he said, arrogance lacing his tone "After all, I hear these three Mates of yours are very self-sufficient." "Don't forget extremely gorgeous" his Buffon of a friend chimed in, winking at me "That's a plus for you Princess." "One," the third one growled out at me, finally speaking up and adding subsistence to the conversation, startling the banter from the other two "You're only supposed to be blessed with one Mate in your entire lifetime."

(this story includes triggering things such as: bullying, self harm, abuse, etc) Dean Winchester's life is complicated. After his mothers death, he has basically raised his little brother, Sam. Their father has hardly been in their lives, his job as a drug dealer requiring him to disappear for long periods of time and causing them to move around a lot. But when their dad finally gets arrested, a man named Bobby Singer takes the boys in and enrolls them in a more permanent school. And as if his father's incident wasn't hard enough on him, Dean begins to question his sexuality when he meets quiet, introverted, and (he must admit) quite cute Castiel.

When no one talks to you anymore or even sees you, you wonder, what's the point? I could move after high school, I could start over, but it wouldn't change anything. I would still be that awkward girl. The one that hides in the shadows to stay out of people's way. I always sit in the back corner near the window in the classroom. I like to look outside toward the woods, especially when it's raining and the raindrops trail down the window. I watch their path from the top and all the way down to the bottom where they disappear. I wish I could disappear. --------------------------------------------------- This is a werewolf story. It contains mature content, sexual scenes, suacidal thoughts and little bit of violence. Remember to vote and let me know what you think :)

I'm back at it again with another Supernatural reader insert story. I just can't stray away from some good old Supernatural imagines! And Jack is just the cutest, most wholesome character. Love him to death. That being said, this will be fluffy, a little bit of angst, MAYBE a bit lemony. I just find it hard to write full-on smut about Jack. He's just an innocent lil bean. ANYWHO, here is the description. ------------------------------------------------- You'd felt like something was missing in your whole 21 years of existence. You were just an only child, living a normal life with your single mother. Eventually, she had fallen ill. She felt it appropriate to finally tell you about your absentee father whom you'd never met, on her deathbed. All she gave you was a name. "John Winchester". And a photo. Not long after she passed, you wasted no time in trying to find any information about your biological father. After all, you had nothing to lose, and no family left. After digging and digging for any details you could find on this man on the internet, you found phone numbers. You called a few, no answer at first. On the fifth call, someone finally answered. And you wanted answers. A few days later, you found yourself in Lebanon, Kansas, standing in front of some kind of bunker, and two older men. After that, the void you'd been feeling in your life would be filled with a world you'd never expected. And one person becomes the light in the darkness that is your life.

Everyone had a soulmate. everyone had a red thread that only they could see leading to the person of their dreams. Once you touched linked hands, it was set; you found them. No one was truly alone, unless you're soulmate was dead, then there was just no line at all. so where did Dean's end? it went past the sky, the mountains, clouds and skyscrapers, so where was his soulmate? could they be in space? or was he meant for something bigger? someone stronger... it's a soulmate AU I came up with because I saw this beautiful image on Pinterest and I couldn't not do something with it *Note; i went through every chapter again and fixed some stuff, like writing and continuity errors, so it should be readable now* also hi this is my first story here hello •#2 Destiel 27/12/2022 •#2 deanxcastiel 05/12/2022 •#1 angelcas 29/08/2022 •#1 bidean •#1 marywinchester 21/09/2022 •#7 johnwinchester •#1 casdean 26/03/2023 •#5 deancas 02/10/2022

[completed 09/09/2020] [WARNINGS: mild language, gore, and some sexual scenes. Discretion is advised] I always thought God, Angels, and praying were things for scared little girls and people with no sense of direction. Until of course I died and went to Hell for forty years (four months topside) and then something - someone - dragged me out. We'd been through a lot together since then, my angel and I. I think -- I think we even fell in love. [This is my first ever Destiel/Supernatural fanfic! The first chapter is kinda disconnected and its mostly character driven, but I hope you enjoy.] [I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS]