“That doesn’t mean we can’t try,” Rachel knew that her voice sounded whiny, but she didn’t care. “I mean, if you’ve lived through on break up you’ve lived through them all. As for the dying thing, you’ve survived this long, haven’t you?” “Lived through…” Dean smiled and shook his head, looking away from her. That was an interesting choice of words because if she was around Sam and Dean, there was a good chance that she wouldn’t live. He would get her killed like so many other people, forget him staying alive. How much blood was he going to let be on his hands? Yet, he couldn’t tell her no. He wanted her. He wanted to be happy. Why couldn’t he be happy for at least a little bit? If it got too dangerous, he would break it off. “Dean, if you don’t want to, just tell me. It would be better than us both pretending that nothing is going on,” Rachel got to her …show more content…
They needed to talk about what they were doing, the rules for dating angels and all that, but honestly too much had happened today to do that. I mean it was the first time that they kissed, no need to start talking about the ins and outs of it right now. Castiel might have just been caught up in the moment of it all. It might not happen again. As soon as that thought came through her head Castiel leaned forward and kissed her, lightly this time. It was lacking the heat and passion of the one in the closet, it was soft and hesitant. Somehow, that set her body more on fire than the other one had. Every part of her body started to tingle, even though Castiel was treating her as if she would break at any moment. So careful, so sweet, so delicate. It took her breath away. “If you two are going to start making out, I can find another room to have a concussion in,” Connor said after a few moments. “I hate to kill the mood, but I’ve almost been killed today and if no one is kissing me I would rather not see
Dean was about to kill the captive angel but Sam stopped his brother and told him that they cannot get information from a dead angel. The Winchesters used a diff...
“Oh you noticed!” Rachel said trying to be coy, “You looking pretty sexy today too babe!” she then wrapped her arms around his waist and pecked him on the cheek.
Castiel will only come for Dean because he is in love with him. In season seven episode one Castiel has become God. “The first action Cas takes as Godstiel is to smite a preacher rallying his flock against homosexuality” (Flutiebear). He says to the preacher and the people attending church that “God doesn’t really care that much”.
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
Kat confesses she’s been there and Levi kissed her. Just as quick, she points out Jakes ongoing affair with Angela. Jake denies it.
The dew covered forest floor oozes itself between my toes as I try to absorb every ravishing detail of the forest. The rising sun sets its glowing array of color on the rims of the moss-cloaked figures in front of me and the birds warble high above in the crowed of trees to generate a beautiful melody for the atmosphere. Drawing in a deep breath, I analyze each scent, aroma and fragrance of the woods I’ve encircled myself in, each odor bringing me into a more engrossed tranquility. It’s times like these that I long for my unborn inner wolf so I can connect with nature on a closer level.
The desert sun beats down on her as she runs. She has never had to run like this in her life. She is fast, but they are faster, and it’s only moments until they realize she is gone.
“That certainly would” she said sarcastically, not returning his kiss. He moved to the stairs, took a deep breath and boomed “BRIAN ARE YOU UP YET!!!” as laud as he could,
Some time ago there was an 18 year old girl named Angel, who possessed many talents that were not known to human beings. She had the talent to control everything with her brain as well as her physical being. But like any other gifted kid she was oblivious of her talents. Her mother ,Teresa, however knew all about her but had passed away when Angel was only three years of age. Angel had then moved in with her uncle and was destined to never know who she was until the day came when all was suddenly shown.
In Christina’s vast, shadowy and handicapped world, there was nothing that seemed to make her feel as free as she would ever physically be able to, which was to sit on her doorstep, and soak in all her surroundings. She had developed a sense of oneness with nature. But this was not enough to pacify the yearning for freedom. Although she always saw the glass more than half full, it was still empty, and nothing seemed to fill up the hollow patch.
Eden considered herself a master of the death stare, and it shut people up most of the time. Black-ringed eyes, wide and uninviting--it's what she excelled at. Her stare said: "don't even dream of talking to me."
"Rachel!" Franklin says. He kneels beside her and craddles her in his arms. "Are you okay? Why would you do something like that? I'm so glad your alive."
Who am I? I am Number 17. I am a treasured daughter of the One True King, and a child of two precious parents. I am reserved; I often find myself being the most content when I am alone, studying, reading God’s Word, or thinking. I love to think and orchestrate my plans. I can find myself thinking so far into the future that my head will start to pound, resembling a heartbeat. When I feel like my brain is writhing, throwing itself against my skull, I then have to remind myself to release my immediate and far off future, to The Lord. I am the girl who constantly has to remind herself to rely on Jesus and His plans for my future. When I do this, the headaches melt away. My pulsing, discerning brain finds its home inside an olive skinned head with
To tell you anything about this game, we must start from the beginning. It all started with a war. It was a war between humans and monsters. The humans wanted the monster’s land so they could expand and own everywhere. It is never told where this story takes place, but I have been told to assume it is in the Rockies. The monsters lost the war and were forced back into a mountain, where they were sealed away forever. Anyone could get in, but no one could get out. It was told there was a need for seven human souls in order to break the spell, and all the souls of the monsters in the underground and ruins would only equal to one soul. The humans had something the monsters didn’t, a thing called, “Determination”. Years passed and the underground evolved, making an entire world beneath the earth.
"I heard every thing you fainted and started talking. If I have to die then my only wish is to have your one last kiss," she said in a fit of tears a hiccups.