These are basically just ideas I had for stories relating to Supernatural, but weren't a big enough idea to create an entire book out of it so i'll just post them here hell yeah. ++++ I saved this edit A LONG TIME AGO and I don't remember who made them and I feel so bad, if someone knows please let me know!
but it's not his fault he decided that he was going to be a Froot Loop in a world full of cheerios.
"it's greycen." sam winchester simply said, because he always knew.
In the end, I'm not quite sure I understood. There was so much left in the ashes of the fire that now ran my world. All I know...All I know is that we fought and I only hope that it was enough.... The third and final installment of the Daughter of the Legend trilogy by J. Rachel. B (Winchester). Original Characters a...
Have you ever known you were meant for more or that there was another piece to the puzzle? I always had known this small town Nevada life wasn't what I was meant for. That's when I lost everything and found out the truth about who I am.... Copyright of TrueSupernatural13 Copyright of Supernatural and Warner Broth...
I've lost everything I have ever had. I'm trapped in another world and its up to me to get back home. With my life turned upside down I'm not sure I'll have the strength but some how I'll get back. I'm coming home. Copyright of TrueSupernatural13 Copyright of Supernatural and Warner Brothers. AN: this book contains an...
She isn't crazy. It's just that no one believed her. So she ran away, and on that journey happened to steal a very special, black 67' Chevy Impala. And that, is where it all began. ~Sequel now up!~ ALSO HELLO THIS ISN'T A ROMANCE OKAY PLS NO SHIPPING I'M SORRY FOR DISAPPOINTING I GUESS
Raised in heaven, Myra Evans sat on angels' knees as they told her stories. She hugged the angels and petted their wings, and played hide and go seek with them even though they always knew where she was. She grew up with angels as her best friends, her family. As she got older, they started treating her differently. I...
