Jovi Winchester never had a easy life, especially being born into a world of hunting. But her life got flipped upside down when her dad dies once again but this time comes back as a demon and he's nothing but trouble for society.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆...
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A sign of the times Harry Styles 4:34 ———————————•—— 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔
𝑨 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 11 : 𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒆 17 𝑹𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒕
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𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂 joke to Jovi Winchester.
People died, sure. But they never stayed dead. Not her dad, not her uncle, and now, apparently, not her. It was all part of the Winchester cycle: grief, mourning, heartbreak—only to have it reversed like some cruel, cosmic prank. It was exhausting. Now, faced with her own death? She felt... nothing. Not fear. Not pain. Just numbness.
And then, her eyes opened.
She was standing outside Harvelle's.
Jovi's heart clenched. She hadn't seen this place since she was six years old. She knew it had burned down years ago, yet here it was — untouched, unchanged, as if time had never laid a finger on it.
Heaven?
Maybe. If she was lucky. But luck wasn't something she believed in anymore. She pushed the thought aside and stepped forward, opening the door.
Inside, the bar was quiet, the faint hum of music playing somewhere in the background. Jovi frowned. Wasn't Heaven supposed to be a memory? That's what she'd been told. But this place... it felt different.
The creak of a door snapped her from her thoughts.
She turned just in time to see a figure stepping out from the back room, arms full with a crate of beers. A blonde woman, no older than her father, stopping in her tracks as her eyes met Jovi's.
The crate hit the floor with a loud crash.
"Jovi?"
Jovi's breath caught in her throat. "Jo?"
Jovi's heart stopped.
Her lips parted, but no words came out.
Jo Harvelle was in front of her in an instant, wrapping her arms around her so tightly it nearly knocked the breath from her lungs. Jovi froze, body tense, before she melted into the embrace, gripping Jo like she was the only thing keeping her from falling apart.
