♥ Crowley ♥

In my articolo I'm going to talk about a devoted husband & father John Winchester.

John began his hunting "career" on approximately November 2, 1983, following the death of his wife. His primary goal, as a hunter, was to kill the Yellow-Eyed Demon: Azazel, for murdering the mother of his children. Living with Dean twenty-two years later, he mysteriously vanishes and Dean is forced to recruit his brother, Sam. Through many obstacles and life-threatening challenges, the two brothers overcame the Supernatural and eventually met up with their father. Although powerful and all-knowing, John's...

The successivo morning.
Daphne’s upper body and arms were taped in with bandage, so she couldn’t sposta very well. She opened her eyes and when she saw her wrapped body her breath went faster and irregular. She tried to pull the bandages off, but they were too tight.
The door opened and Cas and Zoey ran towards her.
“No, don’t take it off, Daphne” Zoey said, as she grabbed Daphne’s hands.
“What happened? Why am I here?” she detto panicking. Zoey and Cas traded a quick glance. “You don’t remember?” Zoey asked. Daphne shook her head. “You cut yourself, all over your body” Zoey...

Cas and Alexia arrived at a townhouse. The mailbox detto ‘Mr. and Mrs. Moore’ Cas frowned. “Are te sure this is where te live?”
“Of course” Alexia laughed. “I know where I live” She walked to the front door, but she didn’t have to ring o knock. The door was already opened and Gerard came outside.
“Hi, kiddo” he detto and he lifted Alexia in his arms. He looked at Cas, not very pleased. “Thanks for bringing her back”
“Why wouldn’t I bring her back?” Cas wondered.
Gerard shrugged as he walked in Cas’ directions. “I don’t know” he said. “All I know is that...

I remember the smell as I walked into the sick room, we call it that, but it’s più correctly a war casualties room, it fondere, c'era un odore like cauterized flesh, and feces, no matter how hard we scrubbed it, it still withheld the scent, poor Judy had stay in there, she was the one that had to tend the wounded, but she did it brilliantly, she was the type of women that would make te glad that te were hurt, just so te could lie there and stare at her the whole time, she had waist length honey colored hair, that she pulled up into a bun, her waist was slim, and the rest of her was equally petit, she is...