You live up in a mountain. Most of the people that know of your existence call you a 'hermit'. So, you were excited when two men went knocking on your door. Though, they weren't there to give you some company. They were there to recruit you for something but, promised that you'd finally make friends. Notable ranks :∆ #2 Operator June 23rd #1 Disgust June 25th #1 janethekiller July 29th (???) #2 genderneutral Aug 30th #1 maskyandhoodie Nov 4th Warning- This story contains; gore, vomit, lemon, and general uneasiness- you have been warned. The reader is nongender specific and always referred to as 'They/Them/Theirs/Themselves'. Also, non-race specific. Plus- they won't speak unless with the use of ASL (aka: *example*) Thank you to 'CatPillato' for funding this story! All characters belong to their original owners. Unless their evil. If they are evil, then they belong to Hatsune Miku. Thanks, Miku!

Please give this book a chance :) After the nightmare you had you were a mess of tears. Maybe you shouldn't have stayed up reading those Creepypasta stories. After wiping away your tears you got up and grabbed your phone to check what time it was. As your phone blinded you with its light on the screen you let your eyes adjust to it. Once they did you saw that is was 2:00 a.m. "What the-?" You asked out loud to yourself. You put your phone down and turned your lamp on your bedside. When you were about to get up to splash water on your face you saw someone outside. "What the hell is a person doing outside this early in the morning? Are they crazy or something?! Do they know that there are serial killers on the loose?!" Suddenly a tall figure in a white hoodie came behind the person. You went down on your knees and watched from the window. The strange figure hid behind the car that was parked in driveway. The person left their door open and the strange figure walked into the house unseen. "How fucking oblivious can you possibly be?!" You whisper yelled. When you were about to get up from your knees, you started hearing female screams. You went back down on your knees and saw the figure come out of the house. The once white hoodie was now red. He ran out of the house, but then looked at you through your window. You made eye contact. Never blinking. You couldn't see much, but there was enough moon light to see the everlasting smile that was carved into his face. You broke the staring contest and went to your phone remembering that you heard about him on the news and online. You opened your phone and figured out who he was. "Jeff the Killer." You whisper to yourself with a bit of fear in your voice. ⚠️WARNING⚠️: INCLUDES CUSSING, GORE, AND MATURE SCENES. THE COVER IS NOT BY ME. IF YOU ARE THE CREATOR AND WISH FOR ME TO TAKE IT DOWN I WILL DO SO. **Will include Female pronouns, but fill with what is preferred** HIGHEST RANK: #1 in jeffthekiller

Let her go. She's scared of me She wasn't ever suppose to meet me. Okay... If it makes her life better...I'll let her go. But...At the back of my head One small tiny voice whispered these words... "She needs you. You can't leave her alone" ----------- He was a monster He killed for fun. A sadistic murderer Yet every part of my body still desired him. He was a drug to me. Everytime he touched me I would want more and more. I felt like I would go insane without him. On a cold stormy night, Y/N had gotten lost in the forest. After walking around, she finally met face to face with a infamous killer Ticci Toby. They both felt a connection with each other when their eyes had met each other. Who knew this day would change both of their lives forever? #1 in Creepypasta August 3rd 2018 WARNING MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY Part of the Dead Creepypasta series. Each book can be read alone :) the cover of this book doesn't belong to me. I don't know the artist I just randomly googled Toby and grabbed a random photo Yes me 10/10 author B) SECOND BOOK Jesus freaking Christ. This book is going to use female pronouns for the reader

(Y/N) (L/N) has finally gotten what she had always dreamed of, a family. But with every up, there is a down. Watch as she starts friendships (and maybe more) while being hunted by the world's most powerful demon. I do not own any of the characters or images Please enjoy :)

The goggles blinding your view sends fear tickling down your spine. The mouth guard mimics a smile worth a thousand words. This threat is here to kill you. Although you want to welcome it with open arms, the one in front of you still scares you. More neck turns, although now it sounds like it's the cracking of a neck rather than swift head turns. Each click makes you push further back into the arm gripping your side.... DISCLAIMERS : -Toby is not dialogued in accordance to his ticks, but stutters and stumbling over words are mentioned! It's just a lot to put in and I want my readers to be focused on the plot rather than his Tourette's. -if you aren't comfortable with many scenarios that involve injury or sensitive thoughts or cursing, please read at your own risk. the point is for fun, and I don't want to trigger anything for my readers :( -I drew the cover :) but it was when I had my old username and i'm definitely not redrawing that LOL

(A Dark Ticci Toby x Reader) *Original Version They were after you. You weren't sure why, nothing really made sense. Somehow they were convinced you knew something, they wanted answers; answers you didn't have. After being kidnapped, abused, and interrogated; you were more then ready to give up. That was until he came along, sparking a little bit of hope inside your beaten and tired form. You couldn't just give up, couldn't give them that satisfaction. You'd get through this. Alive. (Rated M for violence, strong language, sexual/suggestive themes) Cover image by Jordan Persegati

Y/n was never a very active kid. She usually spent time in her room watching horror movies, drawing, or playing social media games. But one day, her normal life took a turn for the worst, or maybe for the better? She never signed up to be pulled into a murders life. It was a simple mistake, but was it a mistake to fall for the masked killer? Lets find out, shall we? "Why hello there. Seems you found my cigar. I enjoy these, but, you may just be my new fascination." Art is mine.

(May contain sensitive topics) Things never went as plan as (Y/n) hoped. Her family had dissipated, leaving her with her solemn aunt. There, she was alone and liked it that way. When she had developed bad habits of drinking, she was falling into her crumbling world. When someone pops up in her home, her world flips and tumbles and makes this very perplexed situation. Toby, his name is, popped into her messy life and rearranged everything. As things go, she would be a side-kick almost. Despite his deeds, she felt herself gaining unwanted feelings. *Original cover picture, not mine!* Highest rank: Creepypasta #8 (I hella screamed when i saw that btw)

Is it real? Or is it all just a nightmare? Is the past really coming back to haunt you? Or is it all in your head?

You always felt like someone was watching you. Something in the shadows. Could that old rabbit you received as a gift hold the key to the truth? Credit of creation for Jason the Toymaker belongs to the rightful owner