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Supernatural - fan fiction. You had lost your parents on a hunt a few years ago. You were living on your own, hunting monsters. until you got kidnapped on a hunt and that's when you met the Winchesters.

What would you do, if the person you loved turned into the very thing you were taught to hate? Sam always knew that he had an expiration date. That's just how the life of a supernatural hunter is: you kill or be killed. However, he never thought that his partner, Dean, would reach it before he did. And that's when the real story begins.

I was taken by a vampire about 10 years ago. He made me stay on his nest. Everything ended when those two hunters came in the town. They killed 10 vampires and took me in so they could protect me from the last one that escaped. They taught me about the supernatural and how I could protect myself if I need to. But in the meanwhile I fel in love with the older one. We stayed together for 3 years. But it didn't work out, despite the fact that I was madly in love with him. It's been 2 years since I left and I still can't forget about him. I never understood why we broke up... ..."Dean?" "Hi, sweetheart" he says and smiles but something is different...

Castiel hates Dean Winchester with a passion. Every word he said, every look he makes, ever movement he does makes the Novak hate him more and more each day. Yet, when he finally meets the mysterious member of the band, Devil's Angel, he finds himself falling in love with the unknown identity of the man. What could possibly go wrong?

You were once a weak, petty, girl. In a big huge world. No social life, you got up, went to work, came back to your tiny little apartment and went to bed. Then did the whole process over again. That was until you met Crowley.

#1 WaywardSon (April 2019 & September 2019) #1 SpnXReader 🧂 (March 2019) #1 WaywardSon (March 2019) #1 in DEANXREADER! 🖤 (August 2018) #1 in IMPALA 🙌🏻 (February 2019) You're tangled up in some business with the Winchesters, thanks to Dean's split-second decision to slay Death himself in the Season 10 finale. Can the boys save you from the fate they set in motion, or is it you who saves them? [Reader Insert] He pushes his chair back and stands up, holding out his hand. 'C'mon. Dance with me.' 'I can't dance,' you protest, but Dean doesn't take no for an answer when it comes to music. He pulls your chair out and leads you up. 'Yes, you can.' 'Wait,' you say, reaching back to set your glass down. When he whips you back into his arms, your heart flutters. He smells like whiskey and clean cotton laundry soap and sweat, and for some reason, it's nearly as intoxicating as the drink. He sings in your ear as you sway back and forth in his arms like middle school kids at the spring formal. The song finally ends, and just as you start to pull away, he tightens his embrace when the plucky metallic twangs of Wonderful Tonight start floating toward the ceiling. 'No, no. We're not done yet.' **OCCASIONAL STRONG LANGUAGE** *I do not own any of the CW Supernatural TV show characters or the photos/videos added for the effect of the story. I own (reader insert) character, Jonah, Nanami, and the majority of this plotline with the exception of any and all mentions or referrals to Supernatural's televised plotlines on CW. All credit remains with original creators.* PS - I want to work on SPN with the writers. Someday. Just throwing that out into the universe... :)

You, the one, the only, the beautiful escort of Lawrence Kansas. Almost Everyone in Lawrence knew you to be a shy, simple girl who worked at a cafe. what they didn't know, is that you were also a mistress of the night. One night a handsome fellow hired you to be his escort to a event a couple towns over. Your least favorite part of the escorting business, was what usually happened after the currents were closed, but you had to do what you had to do.

"Dean?" You roll over in your sleep. "Dean?" You ring out as you toss and turn. Dean had gone missing a few days ago. Sam said that he fought Mettatron the Scribe of God alone and got stabbed. You couldn't help but to move in with Sam and Castiel and wait for a miracle. You were startled by your alarm and your eyes snapped open to find an empty space in the bed with unpacked boxes near the closet door. You had to admit it wasn't like home but, you'd get used to it.