Dean Pie Supernatural Novels & Stories

Maia POV “Come on, is there a bicep muscle where your brain should be? Just let me in!” A familiar loud, sassy voice whined from the front door. Dean and I had been in the lounge for the better part of the morning, abiding by our house arrest as we watched every serial killer documentary our local streaming service offered, when an unrelenting sequence of loud knocks had come from the entrance to the pack house. I looked over to Dean, who looked completely oblivious to the outside world as he watched the latest Jeffrey Dahmer series with nothing but pure worship in his eyes.

“Wait, who is Dean?” “Yeah, Dean is Chole twin brother and also my son. She decided that she wanted to be with me, and to leave him. We had everything planned out for her leaving him to be with me, but I had to find a place that Aridam wouldn’t be able to find us. I took Dean with me telling Aridam that I was going to trained him into fighting, but as we were gone that he found out about them not being his kids somehow. I was gone for at least 1 year getting the place ready to take them all to be with me just to find out that he killed Aurora, and also that Chole gave birth to his child.” “But why would he do that to her?”

He was so excited to find his daughter's spirit that he was willing to help him and Uriel against the palace guards. Dean shrugged, he also didn't know exactly how he got the power. As he recalled, Dean was born with odd markings like circles that looked exactly like the discs on a motorcycle. Dean's parents did not realize and understand the sign, because the question disappeared a few hours after he was born. And since then, he has had the power. At first, he was very happy when he and his parents found out about his strength.

I didn't know if he'd believe me or if maybe he wouldn't want to talk to me anymore considering we hadn't exactly known each other too long but apparently this was the standard around here in Supernatural culture. It wasn't considered unusual to confess to your solu matia, minutes or even seconds after finding them, and even though some time had passed since I had met Dean. I assumed he'd still find our situation to be quite overwhelming. That's why I decided to go to the library during my lunch break to browse for a book that would be able to inform Dean about the whole connection thing. I was now in my last lesson of the day. My hands rested on my thighs. My lungs were exhausted from the j

~ Gab ~ “Obviously Luke killed him! Isn’t it completely obvious already?” Daniel shouted, and anger shook every word that came out of his mouth. “That man had no soul left! He killed his own father!” “I’m not saying you’re wrong, Daniel,” Leah said gently. She folded her arms across her chest and looked from Daniel to me. “But what if there is more to the story than we know?” Daniel opened his mouth to argue, but Leah continued before he could say anything.

Upon hearing the man's voice, everyone bowed respectfully. Dean had finally emerged from seclusion, and they were finally confident they could easily crush the Trumans. "I've heard everything you said. He killed Spike, my beloved disciple, and crippled members of the Newmans. I'll kill him!" Dean's presence was imposing. With a wave of his hand, he commanded, "Let's head to the Trumans!" Everyone eagerly nodded as they followed Dean to head toward the Trumans.

“Your next lesson will test you beyond anything you’ve faced so far, Chloe Jane.” I straighten up, trying to mask my trepidation. “I’m ready,” I assert, though my voice betrays a hint of my nervousness. Suddenly, I’m not in the Sanctuary anymore. Diantha has transported me—or my consciousness—to another place, a dark space where shadows dance on the walls. And there, played out before me, is a fate I can’t bear to witness… Deacon’s death, horrible, bloody and violent. His wings have been ripped off, his stomach sliced open and his blank eyes staring up at me.

He screamed as Lucifer brought out a pen knife "Please..... don't!" He bent towards him using the knife to roam his face then his neck. "I'll like to play with you!" He grinned as Klaus shivered. "Please, I didn't mean to....." He screamed as Lucifer Stabbed his neck almost dissipating it at once, blood gushing out of it continuously. Some of it splashed on his face and he smirked, the smell of blood do satisfy him. Klaus head dropped as he fell dead.

COLE The whole room is painted red. I let go of the organ in my hand and it falls on the floor with a wet thump. “that went well as it could have gone,” I say as I spit. “We just killed the very people we were coming here to make good with,” Dean speaks beside me as he too looks at the mess we have done. “They probably weren't expecting this like we didn’t, but once you started, it was done for.”

Michael stood in the doorway, already shifted into a man. “Thanks God, that’s you! Your plan worked!” Patrick sighed with relief. In his caricature of fatherly feelings, the last thing he wanted for Bianca was Jig in her bed. What’s more, he felt such disgust towards him, since the moment he showed the dead woman's skin, that even recalling his name, made him feel sick. “Not so much, Patrick,” he locked his eyes on Bianca and continued with his breath jigged. “Dean has come back! He was supposed to leave this pack and never come back but he helped Samuel. I don’t know if he’s coming here or not. Either, Samuel can still be alive. They both might be coming here right now!”