My Jeff The Killer x Male!Reader story. ((EDIT: I have no idea what is wrong with this, I'm sorry it said Levi x male reader)) Hope you enjoy it. Amazing cover by ZuriFost02 Creepypasta(c) Original owners You(c) Yourself

Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.

All the famous paranormal stories are here (: btw this is book 3 dont forget to check out the other ones!made this specifically for my fans because within 3 days i got over 60 views without posting this on any social media! Thanks to all of you who read my books! I will continue to update them and make new ones (:

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

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