Dean Winchester X Reader Angst Novels & Stories

They skated on for a few minutes, not speaking, as Memory considered how wretched it would be to confess to Dak that she had true feelings for him only for him to say he had to go back to Chicago forever, and she’d have to choose between him and Christmas Falls. The thought of moving to the big city made her stomach queasy. Living anywhere but here was out of the question. She loved this town more than anything, and she wasn’t sure if what she felt for Dak was love or something else. She turned her head back in the direction where she’d last seen him, but he wasn’t there anymore. Looking around, she spotted him talking to Kim on the far side of the lake, and she didn’t like it, even though s

My back arched, reaching for more, and she just laughed quietly against my skin, that playful little sound making the ache inside me even worse. When I finally glanced past Doe’s shoulder, Dean was already undressed, cock hard and slick, his eyes fixed right on me. My lips part on a shaky breath. He isn’t looking at Doe. He’s looking at me, like he’s memorizing every twitch. Doe shifted onto her hands and knees over me, straddling my hips, her lips claiming mine again before she whispered against my mouth, “If you’re patient… you’ll earn Dean.” Her words punch low. My hips rolled up helplessly, aching. I whimpered, but she only smiled, biting lightly at my bottom lip, feeding on how desperat

Dean looks across the table at me and smiles. He is one of the sweetest betas in the pack. I should be happy we are arranged to marry each other. But I am not. I have a secret. It burns inside me of me. "Marla? Are you okay?" Dean asks. I snap back to attention and look at him. "Yes," I say. "You're barely touched your meat." I look at the fresh steak on my plate. The hunters brought back deer today.

“You’re getting sloppy. I can see the way you’re setting me up for an embarrassing fall.” Dean rolled his eyes. “May a year or two ago this would have been true, but not now. I’m serious, you’re the one for me. There won’t be anymore games.” He paused before he amended his words. “Well, no more games where you’re hurt or humiliated at the end. I will admit I am familiar and interested in several games which all end with the two of us coming like it’s now or never because there’s no tomorrow and there’s no guarantee there’s a tomorrow. Now into the car, we had a long drive.”

I feel like I'm losing my mind. Will Dean ever love me? Will he take me back and let us start over like we used to? I look down, and I realize I've started crying without even realizing it. I want Dean so badly. I want him back. I notice the door of my room open, and I look up to see Lisa walking towards me. "Are you okay?" Her question angers me, and I stand up, staring at her.

I beg, tears filling my eyes and they begin to pour down my cheeks. "Ok, baby. I know it hurts. I will help you." Dean murmurs, wiping the tears away with his thumb. He stands from the bed, and strips in record time. His glorious body sending my body into overdrive. When Dean returns to the bed, I grab his arm, yanking him on top of me with all of my pent up wolf strength. He chuckles, with a grin on his face. "Eager are we, Miss Knight?" I raise a sarcastic eyebrow. "Would you want me any different?"

"He's serious." Rex stood up slowly, grabbing his jacket. "Alright, man. Whatever. This is weird." He walked past Dean and disappeared down the hallway. The front door slammed a minute later. Dean turned back to me, his eyes dark. "What the hell was that?" I smiled sweetly. "Just socializing. Like you wanted. How do you find him? Is he good enough to be my husband?” His hands curled into fists at his sides. "Don't test me, Alex." "Or what?" I challenged. "You'll drag me to another boring book club?"

"You'll be fine. If you don't get this job, maybe you're not the one for it. Now come on, let's watch a movie." "Always with the philosophy, huh?" "Only for you." Giving me her cheeky smile, she turned the TV on. A criminal-case episode was playing on the TV, which Kat was seriously in love with, as she got comfortable on the couch, I brought two cans of soft drink from the kitchen and passed one towards her. Trying my best to focus my concentration on the screen, my mind kept diverting towards Xavier Knight. The clenching of his jaw, the hatred in his eyes, everything played in front of my eyes and it pained me as I felt like drowning in guilt.

Vance sighed as he shook his head, “I have been trying to get her to come back. I've been trying to make her see that she needs help. She needs therapy.” Aliyah could not agree more… because why would you turn down a man you claim to love when he has done nothing wrong. Dean returned with the drinks, served everyone including himself before taking his seat, Aliyah smiled, her appreciation making the young man give a boyish grin. Vance elbowed Dean in his side, making the young man winch, “Unless you want Romero chasing your ass down, keep your blush to yourself.” “I… wasn’t…” Dean stammered with embarrassment as he cleared his throat noisily.

With trembling fingers, I unfolded the paper, smoothing out the creases from the trip in my pocket and began to read: Dear Rachel, I've fallen hard for you. No one has ever made me feel the way you do. I don't think anyone ever will again. I wish I could put into words how happy I am when I'm with you. I want you to know that I'll think of you often and it will always put a smile on my face. I'll find you when I come home. I love you. Dean A tear fell onto the paper, turning the white paper translucent. I quickly wiped it off before it could smear the ink, then pressing the paper into my chest. I felt heavy and light at the same time. I wanted to sing and cry and dance and scream all at once