Castiel X Dean Novels & Stories

I sighed. We climbed into the limo, and Ashley made her attempts on me. She leaned over and grabbed my tie. “Why don’t we get together tonight and have some fun? It’s been way too long, Dean, and I’m going through withdrawals,” she whined. I removed her hand from my tie. “You saw my fiancee. I’m sorry, we can’t go out anymore” “Still have your secrets in my head,I am going to tell everyone about you killing my stepsister”She said.

“Not at the moment. She is at home and I'm at work. Did you need her? She should have her phone on her.” “No, I needed to talk to you but I didn't want her to overhear.” I take a deep breath. “Castiel was in Hamlet last night, trying to cast a spell. Thankfully his warlock wasn't strong enough. But he will just keep trying until he finds one who is. He came there because with you there it's where he is at his strongest.” “How do you know all this? Aren't you still trapped in the lamp?” Cash asks, confused.

Lisa and I decided to stay behind while everyone else went home. She wouldn't let me stay alone despite her needing to rest. It's morning and I've been worried sick about Dean. His doctor passes by us. I stand up and touch his arm politely. "Excuse me. Hi, I'm Hailee, Dean Howard's girlfriend. Is it possible by any chance to see him?" The middle aged man smiles at me. "Sure. Go right ahead." I thank him and jog to Dean's room, pausing at the door when I find him and Dani kissing. They pull away from one another.

Damon stood in the center of the snow-covered landscape, watching as Dean, dressed in his black suit, walked toward him step by step, like the only home he would ever need in this life. The priest's voice echoed across the silent mountainside. "Damon Greyson, do you vow to always stand by Dean Harrison, to love him, cherish him, and protect him, no matter what the future holds?" Damon’s gaze was unwavering, his voice clear and certain. "I do." The priest then turned to Dean with a warm smile. "Dean Harrison, do you vow to trust Damon Greyson, to accept him, and to offer him the same love and companionship, regardless of what the future may bring?"

Dean sarcastically states as if he's getting the idea, while Kaitlyn stares at him dumbfounded at how he found out that Lucas was his brother. "Kaitlyn, my love. There's no need to marry that man. He's not even a Castellan. I'm here now. Let's get married again, yeah?" He suddenly spoke in a gentle tone and sat back on the bed bending down to kiss Kaitlyn's feet. She almost shivered at his action as she tried to pull back her foot but he had a tight grip on it. "Have you gone crazy?" Kaitlyn asked in disbelief watching how much Dean had changed over time. His obsessive behavior has gotten worse and Kaitlyn was somehow scared of what he could do.

"Didn't you say you had no idea what's going on? Then why are you so scared? I'm only bringing you to the island as my guest." Just then, I heard Dean's voice coming through the car's speaker. Only then did I realize that he'd been listening to our conversation. "Cassie, don't be scared. I've always been gentle with you, haven't I? I'll be waiting for you two." The pier seemed to loom before us as Erin said, "I never would've figured it out that you've played me like a fiddle if it weren't for Dean. Cassandra, I have to admit. You're a good actress. Too bad you fell into my hands. Dean is going to make you suffer."

he asked when Cailen said nothing. Cailen looked around. Why was he asking him? "It's your house," Cailen said with a small smile. "Well, it's your house too, and more importantly, it's your room," Dean said stepping into the room with Eden behind him. Dean took a seat at the computer chair. Eden stood behind him with her hand on his shoulder. He smiled at Dean's words. Your house. Your room. Maybe this would last? Cailen didn't want to get his hopes up though.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Fisher. I’ll protect her now, I promise you and Damian.” “I have to keep you safe Luna,.. I hope Damian is safe” Behind them, the air was heavy with silence, blood, and loss. ***** Later that night… Cold Valley, ruins of the diner. Duke Castiel stood tall amidst the wreckage, flanked by his guards in silver and black. Dead bodies littered the ground including Casper’s twisted form, his minions sprawled in broken angles, claw marks and blood painting the wooden floor. “They got here before us! But who killed Casper? Who! You two go check upstairs and you check the other rooms down here” He roared out his frustration

She knew she had made a right choice as they slowly ascended. Daniela sat meditating on her bed. She was already in a whole lot of trouble and she wasn’t a hundred percent sure she should do what she was about to do. She was already in a lot of trouble. Treason and then association with Clara who was trying to destroy home world and she was the only one who knew about it. Where was Stephanie? She couldn’t just sit idle anymore. She had to do something and what her mum said she saw, she saw her cause all that destruction by herself. Clara was the only Supernatural she knew who could take away powers, but now she was the enemy.

“And we were just walking on the beach when this happened. Plenty of witnesses around to prove it. Now, onto the reason why I am here. Do you remember John Myles?” “I always hated that cocksucker,” Charlie says, nodding and looking down at the small pad of paper in his hands. “What about him?” Devin gestures his hand toward me, his smile a telling sign of his excitement that he is trying to hide. “This is my girlfriend, Cassie.”