Mature Audiences Only: 18 : Smut Y/n Everhart, a girl with a traumatic childhood finds comfort in Bobby Singer's house. Along with her best friends, brothers Sam and Dean, and their angel friend Castiel. After graduating high school though, something changes between them all. Lingering fingers, held glances, and flirty pet names slowly morph what was once a friendship into something more, something intentional. But tragedy doesn't strike when you're expecting it. It strikes just when you think you're safe. One loses their life. One loses their soul. One loses their temper. One tries to hold them all together. Sacrifices must be made, hope must be held above all the odds. The ending must be happy, right? Come read and find out. [I do not own any of the characters besides the OC's I create, all other characters and the world itself belong to CW.} [If you do not like the story, please message me directly so I can adjust my writing to be more suitable for you. Please do not report my stories. This is a work of fiction.]

It was an ordinary night of studying when you get a call from your friend. She had met two devilishly handsome men at the bar and wanted you to come by. You had been approaching finals, you had been writing papers non stop and she wanted you to come take a break. Something about the night seemed off when you arrive. Was it because of exhaustion? This would be the night that forever changed your life. All the books and studying no longer mattered. Your life had evolved and so had you. I don't own characters, plot or anything directly related to the Supernatural show. This story is dedicated to a friend who has been asking me to make a Supernatural story for her. It's more of an AU story. I hope you enjoy this story. Comment, vote and let me know if you like it. :3 *my first supernatural fic. So hopefully it's not too shabby. I do not own the pic for the cover, nor do I know who to credit for it. If you don't like me using it, let me know.* Cover by @takemetotulsa thank you so much!

With Dean back from hell everything seems to be looking up for Alexis. Sort of. She's still recovering from all the new information she's been thrown in the last four months. All while trying to help Dean with hell haunting him. She knows it is, even if he won't tell her. Its battle after battle, and she knows she can't lose hope. She can't let go so easily. They'd been through so much, everything would be okay. It had to be. And all the while she's battling her mother, who she recently connected with. Alexis us sure her mothers intentions aren't pure, but she offered something Alexis couldn't turn down. Alexis also has been making some questionable decisions in the name of revenge and love. Her heartbreak was healing now that Dean was back, but things seemed to be slowly shattering all over again. She can't let go. She has to stay strong. Or who knows what she'll lose.

"Hey, you're a hunter, Kota." He soothes her, placing his hand firmly on her shoulder. She takes a deep breath to calm herself. "I don't know if I can do this, dad." She whimpers, clutching onto his hand tightly. "You're a hunter, aren't you?" He questions her, bringing her chin up so she can look at his matching green eyes. "You're a Winchester, you don't fear them, they fear you." He smirks. "I'm a hunter." She says to herself, nodding her head and setting her shoulders. He watches her expression turn fierce. "I'm a hunter." The only character I own is Dakota, the rest belong to Eric Kripke and the writers of Supernatural. Will follows some of season 12 with my own plot lines thrown in. Cover made by: @firefliesinabottle Due to scheduling conflicts and writers block, this story is incomplete and on hold, I'm truly sorry.

At the end of yet another successful hunt, Sam and Dean Winchester are gifted a very unexpected call for help from their beloved angel, Castiel. The job? Protecting a sketchy, wanted, highly trained, hunter on the run for their life. His instruction? "Keep them safe, and alive. No matter what the cost." Soon enough, the boys begin to unravel all the secrets, and lies. And everyone is forced to face the truth. After the acceptance settles in, a romance flourishes. But what arises after is a much larger truth. The WHOLE truth. If the boys are going to protect their new friend, and keep their word to Castiel... It would mean starting a war. • BOOK ONE / (A SPN Fan Fiction) • #1 in vanhelsing from 10/27/2020 to 2/15/2021 #1 in SPNfanfiction from 7/16/2022 to 7/22/2022 #1 in savingpeoplehuntingthings on 9/12/2022 #3 in spnfandom on 9/10/2022 to 9/15/2022 #1 in savingpeoplehuntingthings on 7/9/2024 to 7/10/2024 #2 in samanddean on 7/9/2024 to 7/11/2025 ***DISCLAIMER*** I do not own the characters created by the television show Supernatural, and other copyrighted characters -- only the ones I create myself. ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Mature content, violence, demons and spiritual/horror creatures, death, genocide, substance abuse, mental illnesses & personality disorder undertones, mature language, mentions of child neglect, mentions of psychological fear, use of combat & weapons, and very mature sexual content. (18 )

"If I die--" I began, voice quiet, barely above a whisper. "Don't say that." Dean cut me off, resting his head against mine. "You won't. I won't let you. You aren't dying. Not on my watch." A sigh slipped past my lips as I shut my eyes. "Show me you love me. Tonight, right now. Just prove it." ____ With the apocalypse looming, Saige is doing everything she can to prevent it and her family from falling apart. Angels, demons, good, evil, all of those lines blur. She has few people to trust. Hope wanes each day as her death seems more and more likely as each minute passes by.

I was taken by a vampire about 10 years ago. He made me stay on his nest. Everything ended when those two hunters came in the town. They killed 10 vampires and took me in so they could protect me from the last one that escaped. They taught me about the supernatural and how I could protect myself if I need to. But in the meanwhile I fel in love with the older one. We stayed together for 3 years. But it didn't work out, despite the fact that I was madly in love with him. It's been 2 years since I left and I still can't forget about him. I never understood why we broke up... ..."Dean?" "Hi, sweetheart" he says and smiles but something is different...

He was so, so close, dangerously so. I couldn't bring myself to pull back, to break eye contact. I was entranced by him. He kept me there, locked in his intense gaze. His eyes burned with something I hadn't seen ever before. Or maybe I just hadn't noticed. "Penny for your thoughts, Si?" Dean's breath fanned my face, making me pull in a breath of my own. I needed to step back before I couldn't control myself. You. But I wouldn't tell him that. I couldn't. For one, his ego did not need it. Two, I was scared. I was terrified that this would go too far and it wouldn't work out. "Wouldn't you like to know?" The words slip past my lips faster than I can stop them. That seemed to happen around him. I couldn't control the things I say or do. Normally, I had the best self-control a person could hope for. But Dean...he was able to rip that to pieces with just one look, one word. Dean chuckles and my body warmed at the sound. He stepped closer. His body brushed mine now and I couldn't breathe. But the burn in my lungs felt nice. Dean looked at me for a few moments. I could see the wheels turning in his head. What was he thinking about? I desperately wanted to know. "Screw it." He muttered before leaning down and kissing me. ___ Saige Dawson was a longtime friend of the Winchesters, the eldest brother especially despite the fact she was two years younger than him. She'd always had a tiny crush on him, not that'd she's admit it. And definitely not to him. John would bring his sons to her father's farm where they'd spend a week or two every once in a while. Saige had grown up hunting and with the Winchesters. She'd opened up to Dean, shared all her secrets and spilled her entire life story. He did the same. So one day when he stops by for a visit and tells her that John was missing, Saige had to help. John was like a second father figure for her. She couldn't just leave him hanging. And she couldn't leave Dean hanging either. He needed her help. So she would help.

This is a season rewrite with the reader inserted into the story. It starts at season 4 because that's when Castiel comes in. You were adopted by Bobby Singer when you were seven years old because your parents were killed by demons and you were an only child. You've lived with him ever since and you loved it. He taught you how to shoot a gun and how to fight and also how to hunt. He never let you go on hunts, until you met Sam and Dean Winchester. After you met them, you went on every hunt with them, and they were basically brothers to you. When Dean makes a deal with a demon to save Sam, your heart is torn in pieces. You tried to stop Lilith and the hellhounds but she was stronger than you and Sam. Four months later when Dean shows up on your doorstep, you don't know what to think. Warning: Explicit content! No worse than Supernatural. I'm only using the quotes said in Supernatural and the main storyline. All credit goes to the creaters and writers of Supernatural

Sequel to Haunted "If I ask you to stay, will you?" I asked, voice quiet as I stared at him. His thumb brushed across my bottom lip as he leaned ever so slightly closer. "This time I will." He whispered back. "And every time after that." I smiled, letting my eyes flutter shut as he leaned forward. ______ Saige Dawson has been through a chaotic year. Fighting off monsters, demons, and her feelings for Dean Winchester was quite the task. But now she watched as he lay almost lifeless in a hospital bed. She couldn't do anything to save him, and it broke her. She was desperate at this point, willing to do anything for him. Something had to give. She knew she couldn't live without him. And on top of all of that, her mother was inching her way back into her life unwanted. Then with the demon that had killed Sam and Dean's mother still on the loose, Saige had her plate full. It's only a matter of time before it all falls apart.