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Forgive me Father, for I have sinned || Destiel - Demon!Dean & Priest!Castiel

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned || Destiel - Demon!Dean & Priest!Castiel

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Destiel Trash 💅 By wingsandhunters Completed

Castiel James Novak is a good man. Not because he was a priest and told people about the word of God and also because he lived by the Bible. He was a good man because he just was. He was kind, he was generous, he held his heart in his hands and he never turned anybody away.

All Castiel wanted that night was for God to talk to him, just once. He had prayed and prayed so many times before but there was no reply. He had read in a book somewhere about certain sigils and  markings and a few words would summon God or the Holy Ghost to him and Castiel had run out of ideas. So one night, that was exactly what he did.

Castiel James Novak didn't know that the markings he had put down and the incantations he had spoken did not in fact summon the Holy Ghost, except they brought down upon him his worst nightmare.

A Demon named Dean.

*Art not mine but i edited it a bit so i could put the title on :-D*

*Yet another new story and i hope you guys enjoy this one just as much*

Credit to @theofficialkitty for the cover

He's not yours until he agrees to the contract but whatever. Minor details
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Fredzina Fredzina Jun 02
MY NAME IS CARL AND I AM THE ONE WHO GRIPPED YOU TIGHT AND RAISED YOU FROM PERDITION!!!!
I stared at this sentence for like five minutes only to say "wut?"
iM-not_fine iM-not_fine 3 days ago
This just reminded me of a post that said, whenever male authors write from a girl's POV it's like, I wake up stretching my bare chest towards the sun (all this stuff about boobs that I can't remember) and tittily bounce down the chest stairs, my breasts bouncing and bobbing
Idk why, but I'm an atheist and I think that when someone, from any religion, says that they are praying for me (when it's not to cure my gayness), I feel flattered. I mean, they care about you enough to ask the most holy thing in their life to care for you. Idk, it just makes me smile.