"Welcome to the Secret Garden! How may I help you?" ¬ In which (Y/N) works at a flower shop and Hanzou is a frequent costumer. (DISCLAIMER: I don't own most of the characters in this story. The pico's school characters belong to Tom Fulp. Only the story belongs to me.)

Since there wasn't any yandere fnf I had to make some myself.

WARNING: DON'T DO THIS IF U DON'T WANT TO BE ONE OF THE KILLERS OR PROXIES. IF U WILL BE ASKING WHERE OR HOW DID I KNOW? FROM A YOUTUBER! JUST WRITING IT! AND I'M NOT REALLY SURE IF THIS IS TRUE. IF YOUR NEAR A FOREST SORRY TO SAY YOUR DOOM!!! JUST KIDDING... GOOD LUCK! NOTE:AFTER I WATCHED THE VIDEO ON HOW TO BE A PROXY... I FELT BEING WATCH. LIKE I'M NOT NEAR A FOREST. I WISHED IT'S NOT TRUE. I'M STILL 12!!!,I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!

You've been best friends with Kevin's girlfriend for as long as you could remember. Once you move back to the town you and GG grew up with you get pretty friendly with one of her friends Cover art by: Lisapoo202 insta/wattpad

"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!!

(y/n) lived the normal 16year old life, everyone hates him he hates everyone, he gets bullied often, and it went like this everyday. he lives with his abusive parents. he had always wanted to kill them. but one day everything changed....

y/N is only 14 and her parents are murderers. Her life changes when she gets a letter to Camp Creep, a camp made for killers, run by the creepy pastas. Only a few survive. I do not own Creepy pastas (I wish I did)

I will allow suggestions and feedback, this well be chat story's like says what Slenderman and his proxies might talk about if they had a chat group. I will do any fandom, any character, any subject and I will do mixed fandoms and if you want I can put you in them too if you like!