THARPARI

Nico's POV Look did I want to meet that Nico look a like. No I did not and Im not one to copy style from, but maybe thats how fashion works. I dont know I'm the the son of Aphrodite. First problem I have with him is that he to old and the second problem is that I dont smell like a wet dog. Wait I'm getting off track ok the story. Hi my name is Nico Di Angelo and I am a proud to call myself the son of Hades. Yes Hades the most misunderstood god of all time he's really not a bad guy he has just been push around his entire immortal life. Two years ago he finaly got some respect, but still no where near the amount he should have. oh Hades curse

Cold, it was so cold. The water is so, so cold. Will this be how you die? Drowning in icy cold waters, murdered by a beast who wished to rip your soul from your body. You hoped not but your hope was dimming as was your vision. You remembered the story of an angel called Castiel, and how he would watch over those in this garrison. You weren’t usually a religious type but it was your last attempt upon life. 'Dear Castiel who art in heaven, please be my hero and save me.' ~~ Meanwhile Castiel was with Dean and Sam. A religious artefact had been stolen and was causing chaos in town. “So do you have any clue as too who might be de

Across on the other side of the decent bar you worked in was the door. It was big, it was wooden and it was not interesting in the slightest. It was the people who walked through, however was what was interesting. This bar was renown for being the only bar to willingly take both Hunters and the Supernatural. Of course there were a few rules like no killing each other and so on. The doors slammed open and two guys walked in, from the state they were in you would say hunters and following after them was- Whoa momma. You restrained yourself from jumping this new stranger. He had messy black sex hair, black aviator sunglasses, a small licence

He stalked around you, sending a shiver down your spine. “Oh god.” You whispered as he let his hand trail down your spine, causing you to shiver in response. You could feel his smirk as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you too him. You felt his icy breath near your ear. “God isn't going to help you now (Name).” His lips brushed against your ear as he trailed down, making light kisses down your neck. The black hell hound that replaced your ex-lovers beagle daemon pinned your fox daemon (Daemons name) under one large paw. She squirmed just like you did now, but alas, Dean was a demon. He was inhumanly s

The warm breeze drifted through your (h/c) hair. Sun shone warmly on your back as you sat on a park bench, waiting for your date. In your hands were two hot dogs. You had agreed to meet your date at one on that very bench. Looking at your watch you saw that it was one thirty. Glancing down the sidewalk, you weren’t able to catch any hint of your date. You sighed, pulled out your phone and quickly dialed the number. The ringing continued until the answering machine took over. “Hey, I’m waiting in the park and don’t see you. We were supposed to meet at one so hopefully you are on your way. Call me when you get this.