Before you start this, this is a second book. If you would like to read the first one, its called "~Don't Let Me Drown~ BEN Drowned x Reader". I recommend to read that book before this one. Anyways... (Y/n) was killed by her kidnapper after a week knowing him. He had began to gain feelings he hadn't felt in a while, making him go crazy. Finally, after four months of creating and trapping (Y/n), he had her all to himself. Would she finally escape such a tragedy? Possibly go mad? !!WARNING!! This story contains brutal behaviour like: abuse, cursing, killing/gore, and maybe sexual scenes. If this bothers you in anyway, click off because I do not want to hear hate because of it. Anyways, Enjoy~ ;)

(I changed my username and im too lazy to redo the cover again so thats why it shows a different one) Warning: this was my first ever fanfic I wrote on this account. I honestly hate it so much and think it's extremely cringe worthy but so many people seem to like it (Idek why) and that's why I haven't deleted it. May I remind you, I wrote this in 2014 so... You have been warned. **ALSO, TRIGGER WARNING: MY 13/14 YEAR OLD SELF WAS STUPID AND PUT QUITE A FEW ATTEMPTED RAPES IN HERE SO IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THAT, PLEASE DO NOT READ**

Your cousin Ben dies, and his old Nintendo 64 and mysterious Majora's Mask game gets passed down to you. Can't be harmless, right? But you soon come to realize that this game isn't exactly what it seems.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.

This book is full of sweet, juicy lemons and one shots starring your favorite Creepypasta characters! [COMPLETED]

You are hated by your homophobic parents, one night you were asleep until you heard someone come through your window. That's when your life changed

This is a lemon on BEN x reader lemon. Please comment to what ever you wish to say and I will do requests.

Someone has recently been leaving notes in your room. Who is your stalker, and why are they stalking you? Is it safe to write back?

Nothing much can be said about her. She's a plain office worker who lives like a lonely teenager outside of work. Her life is pretty mundane, but she'd never admit it. Who would have thought it would take seeing a woman getting dissected to realize how boring her life was. Or maybe it was the killer that made her realize that.