Castiel Wings Supernatural Novels & Stories

I said Cassie has been in a coma for six days now. I have hardly had the strength to leave her bed. Johnny and Martin have taken turns looking after the children. The eldest three have come and visited their mother every day. The doctor said that since she is an Omega she will have a hard time healing. She also said if Cassie would wake up that would tell us she will survive so every day I have to pray to the Moon Goddess not to take Cassie away from me.

During the service Jason has his arm around me and I had my head on his shoulder. We walk outside and across the parking lot to the cemetery that is linked with the church. Will has brought out the roses he and Frankie picked up. Frankie takes four out of the bouquet and hands one to me, one to Connie, one to Dom and one to Jason; Frankie and Will each take one and we each place it on top of her casket on top of her head.

"You- You're a demon...You're supposed to be extinct!" "HAHA yea.. seems I'm wanted dead for multiple reasons." Chris said with a toothy grin. "Here - I - Come -HALBERT!" The black mist almost instantly was sucked back into Christopher, his body was wrapped in the black flames that soon formed into wings as dark as night itself. Christopher's face half covered, the black wings of shadow, and glowing eyes with smile to be feared almost looked as if someone was being welcomed by the devil himself. "Everyone get back!" Alexis yelled.

he took another deep breath and held her hands in his before glancing deep in her eyes, "Will you be my girlfriend, Angel?" "No."

He won’t let him kill his mate. Sabrina and the others tried to help Azrael, but they all flew away when Lucian released dark magic to attack them all in one swift movement. Only Azrael didn’t fly away because he used his angel power to dodge Lucian’s attack. He howled and cried out of pain on his back when suddenly something grew on his back. He roared and a pair of white wings appeared on his back. It’s his angel wings. His eyes glowed with flecks of gold and his aura changed. He roared and attacked Lucian again.

"Now, I have things to attend to. Why don't you give a thought about going to Earth for a while." "Nope." Azak said as his soft beige wings burst open from his back. Castiel sighed. "Please, Azak. The darkness can not win." ___

These flashes had happened several times and they were all blurry. But this time, they were crystal clear. Parts of his past life flashed before him and of the young woman whose face had always been blurred and whose face he would have killed to clearly behold. But, this time, he could see her face clearly and it was a very familiar face. His Laura. His Carrot. His Angel. He felt different. He felt as if he had been reborn. His eyes found them again. This time she had a small smile on her face and was slowly but hesitantly giving the bastard her hand to slide in the ring.

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

“Go, Zoe!” I move back and run towards where he gestured. The vehicle is exactly where he said it was. As quickly as I can into the safety of the car and close the door. I look towards where Azazel is standing. It’s hard to see through the dark fog. But I can see his masculine figure. Just then, the shadow lunges for him. He ducks down and stabs at it. My breath hitches, and my mouth gapes open when wings sprout from his back, and his eyes begin to glow. I blink my eyes, trying to clear my vision. But when I open them again and look towards where he is, I still see black leather wings and crimson eyes.

He winks at me and raises his hands in the air. -Azael, my God, come down from there- I say, getting up a bit- You're going to fall. The frightened waiter comes running to our table and also asks him to get off. Everybody is watching us. -Hey! - shouts Azael, shaking his hands in the air.