Jeff the Killer X Reader..... Is there much else to say. This is my first fanfiction so please don't hate. The grammar may not be perfect but I tried. 0-0

||Description|| You, a senior in high school, are prepared to blow this town and begin your life in LA--but a particular killer ruins your plans. ||Trigger warnings|| There will be descriptions and/or references for the following... - suicide, death, murder, homicide, verbal/mental/physical abuse, blood, unsettling scenarios. read at your own risk ||Disclaimer|| - I do not own any characters that are specifically of Creepypasta. I only own my own characters and this story. - There will be no lemons - No characters that are specifically of Creepypasta will have glorified backstories or personalities - Characters that are specifically of Creepypasta will have minor changes to their character depending on how it plays into the story, so before commenting of how their character isn't described a certain way, keep in mind that I meant it to be that way Also hello if you're from Carved Happiness! I'm sorry that I kinda dipped out for like 2 years, haha but I'm back with another Jeff the Killer x Reader :3

[CURRENTLY ON HIATUS] ~ THIS IS BOOK 3! INCLUDES SPOILERS FOR BOOK 1 & 2 THE PAINS AND SCARS OF LOVING YOU BOOKS. BOOK 1 : The Pains of Loving You (Jeff the Killer x Reader) BOOK 2: The Scars of Loving You (Jeff the Killer x Reader) [BOOK 2] Warning: Censored cursing and violence Reader is initially described to female but males welcome too! All ethnicities welcome

*CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN* "Do I scare you, detective?" "A little." "Why's that?" "Because you could kill me." "You're right, I could. But would I?" Jeff the Killer x Reader Foul language Violence Any creepypastas depicted + reader are all 20+ yrs old STARTED: 12/15/19 FINISHED:

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

COMPLETED! // [WARNING SPOILERS FOR 'THE PAINS OF LOVING YOU' BOOK ONE!] "What..." I gasped, astonished. "Hello traitor." He said. "Bet you thought we were dead didn't you?" He said as he took a few steps towards me. "You'll be coming with us, we have some unfinished business to attend to." He said as he pulled out a baseball bat. Terror pulsed through me. "Let's make this quick." He chuckled. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own CreepyPasta and I don't own you. I don't own the pictures I used for the cover. All credit to whoever made them WARNING: Censored Cursing and violence Reader is initially described to be female but males welcome too! Cover made by me.

!IMPORTANT! This book is a sequel to my book Chains (Jeff The Killer X Reader) (Y/N) thought it was over. Well, the darkness may be gone, but her purpose had yet to be fulfilled. Her fate's twisted, but is that really a bad thing? ❗️Updates throughout the week EXCEPT on weekends❗️ ⚠️Slight profanity, bleeped out tho⚠️ ⚠️I do not own the artwork for this story⚠️

Fate can be.. twisted. Sometimes to the point where it's too messed up to fix it. But what if.. what if it isn't so bad after all? "The more blood on my hands, the more my sanity slipped away..." ⚠️I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK FOR THIS STORY⚠️ ⚠️Slight profanity, bleeped out, though⚠️ ❗️I update throughout the entire week EXCEPT on weekends ❗️ 🔆COMPLETE🔆

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.

Sometimes life doesn't go to plan. Sometimes the people you love, don't love you back. Sometimes, you get fed up with some people and take matters into your own hands. She's baack! By she, I mean you. (Y/N). You're back. The long awaited sequel to "A Dance With The Devil" is finally here! With a whole lot more drama and more. Dedicated to all the people who were so supportive in the first book! I hope you love it. *** (Y/N) has been through one hell of a time when she first encountered the love of her life,Toby. After the death of her friends and her own near death experience, (Y/N) can finally relax in the safety of the creepypasta mansion. Or so our sassy friend (you) thinks. A year has past and (Y/N) is now 19 years old. Her year long, rocky relationship with Toby has kept her happy. But when (Y/N) hears some bittersweet news, her excitement turns to rage when she gets fed up of how indecisive Toby is. What will she do? ** All credit for the amazing cover art goes to the artist!