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David 8 x Reader Oneshots by Fanfiction_Wrighter
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Ok so recently I watched Alien Covenant and as I was watching the shower scene, I stopped and wandered......What if David was the one to shower with us, and that got me to.... imagine....things.....So I'm attempting to write this so cut me some slack alright, hope you enjoy 😊 also I'm tempting a Oneshots book so enjoy.
DERANGED (Jeff the Killer P.O.V and Romance) by MeanKidz
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[Sequel to Psychotic] After crashing with the past, Jeff had almost lost sight of his purpose and was inches away from appealing back to his former human conditions. But with no choice but to reject the soul that had deceived and betrayed him, Jeff freed himself from partaking on the path that lead back into her arms. Unfortunately, the past is never finished with torturing you. And when it comes back, it comes with a vengeance. Increasing pressure and monumental revelations only make things worse. Now Jeff is faced with the ultimate challenge between loving her, or ripping her head off without taking everyone, including himself, down with her.
How I Survived The Blast (Book 1) by Feral_Hearted
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HIGHEST RANK: #905 in Action I had a normal life, but all of that was taken away from me in the blink of an eye. The post apocalyptic world that me and my dad joked about became my reality in the bat of an eyelash. I lost everything and now I am alone. I leave to anyone who finds this, my journal. If you find this, please pass it along, so others may experience what I experienced, in the radioactive world.
PSYCHOTIC. (A Jeff the Killer P.O.V and Romance) by MeanKidz
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He's psychotic, mad in the head, and shivers at the sweet taste of flesh. All Jeff desired was the perfect kill. A victim to fight back, give him a challenge, and amuse his sick cravings. He found who he was looking for, but was she too feisty, even for his taste? Too accustomed to his being there? When Jeff realizes this, he doesn't know whether to end her or not. The option is tempting, but there's something deeper to this story. Something that prohibits his inner murderer from stabbing her lifeless. He begins to feel something sick, even sicker than all the blood shed and fear he's caused, the longer he's met with those green, nostalgic eyes. He begins to remember.