Wards Stories

By the spring of 2006, the roads leading to The Hunter's Inn aren't just routes anymore-they're stress fractures in the world. The crash that ends their last hunt leaves Dean fighting for his life, with Sam and Sarah clinging to the wreckage of what's left. The echo of that night follows them through every step of Dean's recovery, and the signs they uncover point to something the battle at Sunrise didn't kill so much as awaken. Whatever rose there is older, hungrier, and watching. At home, the Inn's wards strain under the pressure of approaching storms. Val and Tav Whitlock hold the line as the orchard turns uneasy, its magic picking up every ripple of danger. Hunters arrive with stories of missing people, scorched symbols, and nightmares bleeding into daylight. The world is shifting, and the Inn can feel it before anyone else can name it. Season 2 traces the slow climb back from ruin-the healing of bodies, bonds, and the fragile trust between the Winchesters and the Whitlocks. But recovery doesn't soften what hunts them; it sharpens it. The deeper their connection grows, the louder the dark listens. The Hunter's Inn becomes both sanctuary and signal once again-its light reaching farther than intended, drawing allies, threats, and things that no longer bother to hide in the shadows. This is the season where survival costs more, where secrets tighten their grip, and where the first true shape of the coming war finally steps into view. Most of the characters are not my own. They belong to the TV Show Supernatural.

Her name's Cassandra Charlton. She's your average, British Daddy's girl, she's also an A grade student. But when she finds herself being moved to America her life is about to be turned upside down when she meets Anson Caleb Eastly, AKA Ace. He's the resident bad boy of America's most prestigious school, Holgarth House. How will she cope when he doesn't take to her stuck up attitude and makes it his mission to make her life hell?

When Peter's fingers started carding through his hair, Stiles decided not to worry about anything else. He nuzzled against Peter who smiled softly at him, continuing to run his fingers through Stiles's hair. Stiles liked that a lot and his head felt even more fuzzy in the best way. He had never felt that safe and protected.

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I can't say I remember much from my past life, nor really recall any significant events during that time. But, there is one thing that has lingered in my brain for the longest time, I'm not sure why, it's just, sometimes I feel as if I was suppose to remember this one thing. Like this one event in my past life is the key, but the key to what? My name is Praylin May, I just turned sixteen today. Now I know any normal teen would be over ecstatic to have accomplished sixteen years of life, however I'm not your typical teen. Granted that could be because of the world I live in or I'm just plain crazy. Either way, in my world things are a tad bit different. What if I told you in my world, at the age of sixteen you are ripped from your family, drugged with heavy chemicals, taken to another realm and then dumped in another families care? Hints why I can't remember much of my past life, its made my memory fuzzy or just blank. No matter how hard I try, no matter how much I strain, my brain is like four blank walls, filling up with these new memories. Pictures, places, events, anything that ever held a place in my mind from my past life wiped clean!

Astria has stayed unnoticable for a very long time and years went by until she felt like she was remotely safe. She should have left the city but it was all she knew and in some way she was punishing herself for her past. If the wrong people found out she was still alive, who she really was, she would be in a living nightmare. Nicholas and Sol were twins that were suppose to be highly feared and respected Princes, but with their source of substance hidden behind powerful Wards they were seen as weak. Something had to be done otherwise they would never reach their promised power. But if they got themselves a Black Rose, that would be something more than taking down Wards to the largest place with substance inside.

I'm trapped and tortured by my own mind.

Odalis Aart and Esfir Eden ,half-brother and sister. Their father and mothers have gone missing. Getting sent to ward after ward. What do they do when Mr. Mafia comes knocking!?

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"They said everything was fine. They said that nobody got hurt. They said that everyone was safe. What they didn’t say was who there. What they didn’t say was who wasn’t. But most importantly, what they didn’t say was what happened there. And why it happened there.” [cover by @weeknder] [campnanowrimo'15]

You sighed, hoping that what you're about to do won't backfire. "Promise you won't tell CCG?" "Stitch my heart, hope to die." He used imaginary needle and thread to stitch his heart. "It's (Name)." "Nice name. I'm Juuzou, Juuzou Suzuya."