Dean And Castiel Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She was knocked out on the floor. You better be not lying Dante. “I don’t have any reason to,” the raven spoke in my head. I dashed towards the door on my right where I could sense Dominic. Strange. There were hardly any men working for Castiel around here. Did they decide to take a leave? My questions were answered when I saw bodies adorning the path. They were all Castiel’s men and they were dead. Castiel’s spell on me had definitely enraged him and Asphalt. When I reached the place I intended to be, I witnessed two huge wolves fighting each other across the hall. On the left was Asphalt, recognizable from his black fur, and on the right was…

"I was there when he had his first kiss with Hazel in the 7th grade, jeez, that was terrible. I walked in on him in a few, let's say, inappropriate moments, I might have wanted to wash my eyes with bleech after it. Or erase my memory in some kind of way. Anyway, I guess you get our bond. Dean is more special than most people know, and even if he masks the hard man, he's an unknown softie underneath. If Dean had got married one and a half years ago, I would have castrated him, just to make sure he wouldn't have any babies with that vixen he had." I can't help but hunch over in laughter.

he stop and whisper “what’s the meaning of this? What are you doing to me?" I was scandalise, I’m the one suppose to asked this question, since I’m the one been taking advantage of, but he have the fucking courage to whisper such questions openly. Declan is not happy with my reaction to his stupidity, He took a sit and shows me one. My god he is beautiful, that was what i was thinking when i heard “don staring or should i give you a picture" “No sir everything it's okay, so why am i here?” That was my answer,

she fakes an innocent expression and roll your eyes. Castiel runs his hands through his hair and takes a deep breath, he mentally counted to five so as not to strangle the girl, he knew she wouldn't get rid of her without getting into more trouble, after all she was the source of all his headaches. He approached Alicia and stood looking down on her, but the girl arranged some pillows and lay down on the couch, not caring about the other's attitude, she didn't get scared.

Without another word, he lowered his lips again, kissing Dean even deeper. Dean’s consciousness blurred further, the heat rising within him once more, making it almost impossible to keep his footing. A strange thought suddenly popped into Dean’s mind—why was Chen acting more like Damon now, while Damon seemed to be taking on Chen’s role? Had they changed so much after making up? Chen’s hand had already slipped beneath Dean’s shirt, the warm palm pressing against his bare back, slowly trailing up his spine. His fingers caressed each inch of skin with a soft, almost tantalizing touch that sent shivers down Dean’s spine.

Cassie’s POV "Brother! Cassie, this is Dax, my handsome and passionate brother. Dax, this is Cassie—my friend and a single mother to a delightful little boy," Angel introduced us. A strange sense of déjà vu washed over me. It felt as though I had met him before, somewhere in my past. The sensation was overwhelming, but I managed to pull myself back to the present. "Are you both alright?" Angel asked, noticing our stunned silence. "You both stopped and stared as if you were lost in another world."