rubyskull28

(Reader first-person) It has been 2 weeks since the falling out with your family. Things had gone back to normal since then. By 'normal', I mean my sister is still a spoiled brat and my dad is pretty neutral. I just try to go about my daily life while involving them as little as possible. Right now, I'm getting ready for the Christmas ball. We always have it right before Christmas break. It's almost as big a deal as prom, and I always liked it better than prom. The cool thing about the Christmas ball is, it's not restricted to high schoolers. Adults are invited too, as well as middle schoolers and below as long as they have a parent. It's a

London is a wonderful place in the summer. It always had a funny sent that you enjoyed, not because it was pleasant but because it reminded you of some of your old friends that liven in America. That's your home country, you left mostly because it wasn't very high on magic. You had begun to study magic three years ago on your 20th birthday and so far you've gotten quite good at it. Though there weren't very many people that could teach you there. You hoped that maybe you could run into a strong Warlock or a Wizard and maybe they could teach you a few things. If all else fails you would at least enjoy the fun of getting to be in such a fantasy

"Okay, so you want me to believe that zombies-" "Ghouls." "Ghouls exist along side these things or...v-vampires?" "Yes." "...Haha, yeah right!" Why didn't you listen to your friend. You should have believed her. If you did, you wouldn't be staring Death right in the eye at this very moment. "Welcome to Hell, my pretty little flower." Oh, welcome to Hell, indeed. (An hour earlier) You hummed a gentle and merry tune as you grabbed your belongings near your friends coat rack, a smile forming onto your face as you thought of the warm bath waiting for you at home. A hand gently placed itself onto your shoulder and you jumped in surprise. Yo

Being on earth to you was... Strange. Things here were different than heaven, nothing was as bright or pristine looking as it was. But you found a sort of... ease in it all. You found some things were simpler on earth than in heaven. Currently you were walking through a rose garden, till you heard the prayers-his prayers. "Okay, I'm... Unfamiliar with this end of the process." You'd recognize that voice anywhere, it was him, it was Castiel, your bonded, your mate. When the great fall happened you'd thought he died from it because you'd felt the tie of his grace to yours being severed leaving you feeling cold and alone, but this! This chang