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The Flame Hunter

Reads 87
Votes 8
Parts 6
Time 18m

Reads 87
Votes 8
Parts 6
Time 18m

I was the flame a supernatural that hunted my own kind, I showed no pity to them until he came along and tried to tame me. I was a hunter that hunted my own kind.
I wanted revenge on those who took away everything I loved.
I was the most rarest thing you could find,
I was the Flame HunterAll Rights Reserved

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Chasing Lost Voices by DarkInkEntertainment

The Moth "Chase me, catch me, and burn me with your scorching flames." Those intoxicating words hung tantalizingly between us, a daring invitation that ignited a wicked spark in his eyes. I found myself irresistibly drawn to him, a moth to his seductive flame, yet the heat of his passion beckoned to me, and now that I've tasted his electrifying touch, I'd willingly surrender to the burn, just to be enveloped in his fiery embrace. The Flame I am the flame that burns for righteousness, I live for the hunt and the exquisite release that comes with it. There's something intoxicating about the way the fire licks at the flesh, a symphony of pain and ecstasy that ignites my darkest desires. I don't just kill; I savor every moment, every scream that echoes in the night. You're mine now, so scream for me my beautiful little moth.

My Father, Sam Winchester by WritingLikeMyJob

Hey, I'm Farrah. Apparently, I'm the daughter of Sam Winchester, so, human, but also part angel. Then guess what? Part demon too! I guess that makes me the most powerful being in the world, which doesn't bother me. But now every demon, plus every angel aside from Castiel, are looking to kill me, and I don't even know how to protect myself. Sure, I've got power galore, but honestly, I have no idea how to control myself. To top it all off, Dean is acting like he hates me. Sam and I are like friends, but I just can't see him as a father. Guess it makes sense, considering...

Pain (Sam Winchester) by abaddons-queen

What would I have been if I was normal? Well, for starters, I would be an awful lot more boring. I wouldn't be a hunter, and I most certainly wouldn't have met the people that I now called family. I would be a sad little girl with no purpose, no destiny, no desires. We were born in chaos, and we were made to destroy. Sam and I were alike in these ways. We were a storm, ready to rip through entire states and tear them apart--building by building, inch by inch. We didn't want to be this way. We didn't want to be the ones who were designed to create pain and chaos and hardship. We wanted to fix all of that in the world. We just wanted to stop the pain.

supernatural images & prefs. by beckmysterio

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Open your eyes by angel20devil80

all of the light went out. i could see the light but i could never walk towards it. i loved the feel of the sun...but i was never allowed in it. i wouldnt melt like the others, and i wouldnt sparkle like the others and i would criple in pain. i would fight it...but i didnt want to hurt those closest to me, thats why i didnt let him in. we were so close, they all thought that we were together...even he was confused. i was confused...i cannot afford to hurt him. he means so much to me and yet i have only known him for such a little time. i guess to escape the darkness...all i need to do is open my eyes.

Sacrifices (Dean Winchester x Reader) by AstralShadows

*in queue for editing* A huge thank you to @bloomedroses who loved the story so much that they made an amazing cover for me! I love it so much!! Your family died eight years ago, you were fifteen. After their death you lived with a family friend until you turned eighteen and you take the first chance you could you took off on a journey to get revenge. You left behind the only family you had left. Five years later you have a job and one night a series of events is set into action. You meet the Winchesters and head off on a journey that would test your mettle as a hunter and reunite you with the last of your family. But this job is never easy. And you find yourself with a difficult decision to make in order to save Dean. ((I don't own any spn characters or rights to them, nor do I claim to. This is purely a work of fiction out of love for the show.)) Mature content alert! There will most likely be violence, swearing and the potential for adult content or hinting at it. Read at your own risk and enjoy!

right where you left me -- supernatural rewrite by DEANSECLIPSE

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The Hunters and The Hunted by Starlight_Explorer

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Chasing Lost Voices

The Moth "Chase me, catch me, and burn me with your scorching flames." Those intoxicating words hung tantalizingly between us, a daring invitation that ignited a wicked spark in his eyes. I found myself irresistibly drawn to him, a moth to his seductive flame, yet the heat of his passion beckoned to me, and now that I've tasted his electrifying touch, I'd willingly surrender to the burn, just to be enveloped in his fiery embrace. The Flame I am the flame that burns for righteousness, I live for the hunt and the exquisite release that comes with it. There's something intoxicating about the way the fire licks at the flesh, a symphony of pain and ecstasy that ignites my darkest desires. I don't just kill; I savor every moment, every scream that echoes in the night. You're mine now, so scream for me my beautiful little moth.