Supernatural Quotes Castiel Novels & Stories

He should have at least asked them first. Castiel felt so overwhelmed that his thoughts seemed to be a tangled blur. He actually felt as if he was seeing stars. He turned and shouted at Morgan urgently, "Hurry! Go and tell Grandfather that something serious has happened!" Morgan froze for a moment, then bolted toward the inner rooms. Sebastian watched him go, then calmly returned to his seat. He sat down, looking as if nothing had happened. "Hm?" He sipped on his tea and snorted as he beckoned to the young Dainist priests.

Cassiel finally said the part I was waiting for. “Do you have any last words?” He brought the microphone closer. I reached up for it with my bound hands. “To my sister. We both knew it would end like this. Either with me dying or you dying. I have to give you credit. You won. I never thought you would, but you did. I know I deserve this, but a part of me hopes it haunts you. And if it doesn’t, then you’re colder than I am. And I respect you for that. May we never meet in the next life.” I returned the mic to Cassiel and waited for him to decide if I should be hanged or have my head cut off.

I could feel Castiel’s presence beside me, steady and unyielding, like an immovable wall, and somehow that gave me more courage. “I did no such thing,” Castiel said, his voice calm but cutting through the clamor like a knife through silk. “I have never bribed anyone, nor would I need to. What has happened here today is entirely legal, entirely rightful. You—” He paused, letting the weight of his words settle on Kyle’s shoulders. “You accused me of a crime I did not commit, manipulated others to believe lies, and framed me to take what was mine. Your accusations have always been a shield for your greed, not for justice.”

“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.

What are you planning? "Bring me two million, and I'll help you nail her." I stared at Summer. "Otherwise, I'll keep taking her money. "When you're making deals with the devil, you stand with whoever pays more.” "Goddamn it, Mark! One day, money's going to get you killed!"

Like standing up to see her walk through the doorway. Gabriel frowns and very quickly bows to Cas, who in a split second is in his arms. "Hello, worry about it." "Mom's coming back tomorrow and she won't mind seeing you like this, all rotten," he murmurs, patting his head with one hand. Also, you need coJust or you'll stay for the bone and we don't need it, right? Castiel licks his face. Can you guarantee that you coJustoás? In fact?” More licking, making it look like he's actually responding to her; With a delicate growl, Gabriel places a kiss on the space between his eyes before knocking him down.

My face tells him the whole truth without any words. Castiel feels a sudden happy mood inside his chest, though he does not know why. He smiles big at Dean. "What if I say I am taking her anyway?" Sam starts shouting and letting out loud whistles. "Bobby, get your moon phone right now! Record this! Castiel is fighting the Supreme Alpha over a dirty cleaner! We can sell this to the pack news for so many resources! It will be the biggest story tomorrow!" Bobby pours himself some strong wine and laughs at Sam. "I can tell you right now, if you record this, the only news tomorrow will be your dead body floating in the pack river."

“What shows have you binged lately?” I chuckled, “a show with a character named Cas, actually. He shares your grumpy side but is a lot less evil. He’s a bit of an angel, even.” Cas raised his eyebrows, waiting for me to explain. “Supernatural… Don’t tell me you don’t know that TV show either.” “I don’t have time for frivolous things like watching TV.” Cas stated. “Shouldn’t you have more free time since you’re rich?” Cas shook his head, “I need to make sure I keep the money I have. Besides, there are thousands people that count on me.”

He had no words. "You are—" He slurred, lifting a weak hand to point at her. "Insane." Ivy giggled, bending down to his level. "Obsessed," she corrected with a smirk. "And you love it." Castiel groaned, his head lolling to the side as he tried to fight the weight dragging him under. "I don’t… love it," he slurred. "Don’t love you." Ivy tilted her head, a slow smirk creeping onto her face. "We’ll see about that."

"Of course, when I'm experimenting, I always put this immature fang next to me... I'm afraid to die, remember?” Balan paced back and forth with the koala in his hand. He cleaned up the mess in his shop as well as reproached his little brother: "It's the vampire's First Blood fang, don't call immature fang like that! No one but you will understand what the hell you are talking about. I'm still wondering, actually, how did you pass the apprentice wizard exam when you keep using words like that?" Eden - or the black-haired apprentice wizard who was trying his best to coddle his brother - automatically shook his finger and charmed a few Clean spells on the floor before Balan forced him to do thi