Dean Winchester Pie Novels & Stories

After being rescued from illegal experiments, Kiera Samuels returned to her pack. Things have changed. One of her high school bullies is Alpha, and she's not a wolf shifter. He's fine with her under his thumb, if she doesn't tell him about how difficult it is for her to live within his pack. How can you live when people fear you and hide their pups? You're uninvited to pack events at the last minute because of the fear. The frustration got to her, and she left the pack. Now, she lives in the neutral zone between her birth pack and their rivals. There's always drama happening between Alpha Dean Jonas and Alpha James Duncan. That's not new. This time war between the two alpha wolf shifters is looming and intensifying. Kiera, the Lycan, struggles daily with learning about herself and dealing with other people's delusions about her. These two male wolves are at her door. There's no romance, but there are a lot of vague threats. It gets worse for Kiera as the alphas compete to see who can claim her into their pack. Chaos erupts when Kiera disappears. Her home has broken windows, signs of shotgun blasts, no blood or scent trails, and two alphas accusing the other of kidnapping her. So, where is Kiera, and what is going on with Dean's mental state? Is James up to his old habit of playing loose with the rules for entertainment? Or is there another party involved in the shadows? Follow to find out if Kiera ever catches a break and keeps her sanity with these good, ole, boys playing games with her heart and body. Warning: Spicy, Explicit, Violence, Betrayal, and an Unhealthy Competiton

Diana is the eldest granddaughter of the Winchester Family. She has lived her 22 years of life as her twin, Chantal's shadow. She thought she has become immune to the hurt caused by her own family until one revelation revealed in anger, turned her world upside down. Thinking that she has lost the piece of home, she was proven wrong when a helping hand, led her to discover an amorous side of her. Lucas is the 30-year-old President of Forrest Research Institute and a descendant of one of the 7 great families in the country of Great Blackhampton. He has always been good at reading people's personalities so when this beautiful goddess of a woman gave him a look asking for help, he didn't hesitate. Their first meeting, their first kiss. She thought it only ended there, until they met two months later. She had never imagined meeting one of the descendants of the Great families, even more so meeting the heirs. Not only was she welcomed, they even became acquainted with her own friends. They never expected that Lucas and Diana's encounter was the beginning of love blooming for them as well.

Kaitlyn Ashenwood faced a choice when she discovered her partner wasn't in love with her. Opting to grant him the freedom he desired, she expressed her decision with the words, "He was in love with someone else, not me." On the other side, Dean Castellan, despite achieving his planned success, found himself at a loss when the woman who brought him happiness that he never appreciated, exited his life. Now grappling with emptiness, he yearns to win her back, questioning the validity of his feelings. As the story unfolds, the 30-year-old businessman must confront the challenge of regaining his ex-wife's affection or accepting the possibility of her finding solace in another's embrace.

Book two of the Alpha's Phoenix mate! Melissa is a simple illiterate human village girl who dreams of going to school and becoming an architectural designer but her dreams get shattered when she is forced to marry a man five times her age. She finds a way to get out of the marriage and with the help of Kaira, goes to a different country where she meets Dean. Dean is the alpha of Black phantom pack who's been waiting to find his mate but after finally finding her, he gets shattered when he realises that she not only is an innocent little girl but also a human who isn't interested in love

“What do you want?” I asked, lifting my chin so they couldn’t see I was shaking. Hunter stepped closer. “You… for ourselves,” he said, voice low. The look in his eyes was serious, matched with the grin that always made my heart flutter. “For three months.” He said “No freaking way.” I snapped the denial, but they simply closed in. A hand found my neck, claiming, while the three of them loomed over me like predators circling their prey. “You’ve got a real mouth on you, don’t you?” Dean murmured. “Those are our terms.” “It’s you, or nothing, little one,” Logan pressed. Dean shoved a paper and pen into my hands; I glanced down: a contract binding me to them for three months. Three months of being their pet. Three months to let them ruin me. And if I’m honest, a dangerous part of me wanted exactly that. —---------- Sloane Moon is a woman with a checkered past, she is fated to be the ‘Moonseed’ of the pack but cursed to never be able to shift, she is abused and criticised her entire life. When the boy she loved double crosses her and gets engaged to her best friend, she is devastated and broken into pieces. Before she is able to process her emotions, she is branded a traitor and exiled out of the pack by her brother who is the alpha Now homeless, she is approached by her brother's best friends, the triple Alpha's of the Moonlight Pack and they offer her a contract: They will own her, for three months. Sloane accepts, only to realize she has either made the greatest mistake of her life, or the greatest choice. She just has to try not to fall in love with the Alphas first.

My ex-wife, Erica Scarver, who's the head nurse of the hospital, devotes her efforts into saving an ICU patient. Meanwhile, I, the hospital dean, just start a livestream calmly. A few minutes later, the patient is out of the critical state. But Erica collapses instantly because she contracts the virus instead. "Hurry up and save your ex-wife! She's now infected because there's a hole in her protective suit! She's in a critical condition right now!" The medical staff looks at me worriedly. After all, I'm the most renowned medical expert in the entire hospital. But I remain unmoved. "Why should I save her? Don't you know that I've just wrapped up a surgery, so I can't enter the quarantine zone at all?"

Dean and Cataleya are a brother and sister who help to lead of group of hunters targeting the mythical beings that threaten the humans in their northern Arizona town. They are getting ready to start a new year in college when certain events lead to an unlikely partnership with a nearby werewolf pack they share a rocky truce with. As tensions run high, secrets from the past come to light throwing their lives in a direction neither of them ever saw coming. Alec, Zander, and Kade are werewolves ready to start their leadership roles in their pack. First they have to deal with an odd increase in rogue activity. As they are searching for answers they find a whole lot more than they bargained for when they are forced to work with the hunters they always try to avoid. Keeping everyone safe may be what brought them all together, but will new found relationships keep them together or widen the chasm that has been there for generations?

“Amara Cross, are you trying to drive me insane? I agree to go to a club and find you swaying like a pro whore, throwing your ass at hungry eyes, and you are proud of it too.” His grip crushed my arms, sharp and painful. My hand slipped between my thighs, pressing hard, pain mixing with heat, and he did not notice. But when he saw my bloodshot eyes, he let out a hot, frustrated breath. “Amara, are you drunk?” I nodded, confused. Tears spilled like a flood, driven by that brutal pulse burning deep inside me. “Dean Dorian, I am very drunk.” His eyes widened. Then they darkened even more. “What nonsense are you saying, little girl? What did you take to end up like this?” I was shaking. A soft moan escaped me as my fingers pressed harder. I could not hold it in anymore. I covered my mouth, then dropped my hand, speaking to him in miserable pleasure. “Dean Dorian, touch me.” I whispered it, begging. His eyes, drowned in darkness, searched my face like a man looking for salvation. Everything stopped when his hand settled on the back of my head. He leaned in and crushed his mouth against mine, hungry and savage. ------------------- Amara Cross did not enter university looking for love. She entered to survive. A quiet scholarship student with no one behind her, carrying a fragile past, dreaming of one thing only. Safety. But on a dark night, on a road with no mercy, a man saves her. A man who was never supposed to be part of her life. Dorian Vale. The university dean. Powerful. Cold. Controlling. Dangerous. What starts as silent rescue turns into attention. Then protection. Then obsession with no rules. He knows everything. Watches her. Decides for her.

He didn't stop when he reached her but leaned forward and kissed her hard, on the mouth. The air left her lungs. Maybe it was because it was her first kiss or because he had kissed her, she didn't know but her lungs were burning, her lips were on fire. She was one fire. It ended in a second. She stared at him with wide eyes as he stared back. His hand traced her forehead, nose, lips and then chin as it stopped on her throat. She knew, by God she knew he could feel her pulse, the heat on her cheeks. "I'm home." Dean Woodland left two years ago without a word or sound and now he is back to bring his belongings with him.

“Fuck me, Victor!” My boyfriend is lying on the bed. The woman bouncing on his lap was a stranger. She had cat-shaped ears that were out, her tail swishing back and forth. I stood there for a while, in shock. Victor is the basketball star of this school, and a werewolf. I’m a human girl, mysteriously chosen to attend this school, and everyone says I’m not good enough for him. I just never imagined we’d break up that way. A week later, desperate to cover my grandma’s surgery, I signed up for surrogacy. When our dean introduced the new professor to us. I was shocked. My surrogacy client was a new professor at this school！ “You need to stay away from that man,” my ex-boyfriend growled, “He’s my Uncle and he is bad fucking news.”