(Y/N) (L/N)- an adventurous, clever teen always looking for trouble. It was rare when she wasn't waist deep in trouble or something interesting, but the encounter with a strange masked man did more than just surprise her one day when in the woods. (Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, and this isn't the "loves cheesecake and stutters" stuff most people produce. Okay, maybe cheesecake, because I mean its cheesecake, cheesecake is good. But you get my point, hopefully. Thanks. Also, the amazing art isn't mine.)

(Y/N) was a normal, orphaned teenager. She had a bunch of disorders, her mother was dead, her father was... gone. She was alone, but she was happy. Although... One day, three proxies came into her life, and everything was turned upside down. Is this change a good thing... or bad?

Alone in the forest, A runaway from your abusive ex bf, A savior named hoodie takes you to a mansion.... An outgoing guy and a cold hearted killer. 2 guys 1 heart... Who will you choose?.

"Y/N. Just say one word. Hoodie or me?" "I-I don't-..." I paused. The words wouldn't come out right. My eyes darted from Hoodie to Masky ¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿? Y/N was a young girl who lived a normal life. She had everything she needed and was prepared to graduate from university and find a job, then finally start her life. But.. That would never happen She was home alone one night. Two men broke in and took her far away from her home. They took her into a world of darkness and evil. Creepypåsta's realm. A place where no human could enter without being with another creepy pasta. She was trapped there until she accepted her role as a new creepypasta member and the new proxy of Slenderman. But there are some strange things Y/N has been seeing. There are predators after her. Monsters. Things taken over with insanity and darkness. They want to devour her heart. Masky and Hoodie had been assigned to protect her at all costs. And guess what happens between the three of them? A huge love triangle that seems to be impossible to fix. "T H E Y A R E A L W A Y S W I T H U S" Mature content in this story. Part of the Dead Creepypasta series. Each book can be read alone All photos belong to someone else nothing belongs to me except for the writing Enjoy the story FIRST BOOK :)) Cough cough this will be written as a female reader

When I stare at his emerald eyes I see hope, but when I see his smirk forming... I know I'm going to regret this...

"You, it can't be true. You're alive?" she paused. "How can this be true, you died. Everyone died that day! You can't be alive" The boy just looked at her with no emotions, his eyes grazing over hers. "Believe it, I'm alive and well. Just tell me where he is" She took a step back and whispered to herself, "You can't be real" she's in denial, "I watched your house burn, I saw the burnt bodies," her voice cracking as it grew louder, "You're not real!" she screamed and ran with tears falling from her eyes. "Tsk, wrong answer" he mumbled and took off after her. ____________________ I do not own Creepypasta, I only own the plot, some characters, and the cover of the book! All rights reserved. ____________________ Part 1 of 3 books!!

Alone and broken. This is how my life was and made me until i met someone. But was it worthy to trust him? After all he is a serial killer. ____________________________________ A homicidal liu x reader story

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}

~Hi there ^*^ I'm Boo, and this is the first story I've ever started writing. I hope you enjoy 'A Little Laughter Left In Me...'!~ (I do not own Laughing Jack he belongs to Snuffbomb and the picture belongs to the one who drew it.)

You just moved to England from (C/N) with you little sister, mom, and step-dad. But the house you're moving into just so happens to be the house of a murders in the 1800's. Not a single soul has lived in that house sense....or so you thought. Image by: SUCHanARTIST13 on deviantart Character by: Snuffbomb (check out his YouTube channel) Story by: Me :3