It's 2020 and you're chosen to get sent back to the past for an experiment. Time travel exists but they must test. They send you back but the whole project flops and you get stuck in the summer of 1989. You run into a group of boys, known as the "Losers Club". You stick around with them but have no clue what you're getting yourself into.

(Y/n) is what people qualify as an average teenager. Going to school, meeting friends and hanging out with her boyfriend. But what makes (Y/n) different is her past. She hasn't told anyone, and everything that happened in the first 13 years of her life are a mystery to all. Until a meet up with a certain someone brings it back up. What will happen when she reunites with her long lost friends? *UNLESS I SAY A PICTURE IS MINE, ALL IMAGES I USE IN THIS HAVE BEEN FOUND ONLINE. ALL CREDIT GOES TO ORIGINAL CREATORS*

Jeff the killer x reader Art not mine and I do not own Jeff. There might be smut/lemon ahead....this is my first time writing a wattpad story. 😅 it contains strong language and gruesome activities. Mentions abuse so if your not the type to handle it this isn't the type of story for ya.

『 #8 ɪɴ ᴊᴇғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ 』 The blood rushed over my body, heart beating, world spinning. It was a whole new world, I never knew something so bad could feel so good. The blood on my hands, the scream of their voices- I've done it. I've killed my first victims. This was the first murder in 2 years in our small town since Jeffery.. Now I know why he did it. The feeling, eating inside you, craving to get out. I stood there, staring at the bodies. I heard the sirens- growing closer, closer... And that when I saw him. Standing in the back yards corridor. Smiling, eyes not moving from my sight. "Found You." And that's when he grabbed my hand and ran. A new adventure began; [Trigger warnings: Murder; Rape; Prostitution]

"You..." you say, shocked to see him. "Y-Your the guy from the park... Aren't you?" "That's me all right," he says. "I believe I didn't introduce myself. My name is Jeffrey Woods, but everyone knows me as Jeff the killer. I'd prefer if you call me Jeff, thank you."

jeff is walking in his old neighborhood when he notices someone moved into his old house. (name) is unpacking in Jeff's old room when she gets a strange feeling she is being watched. a few weeks later (name) has been seeing a jeff out side her window.one night jeff decides it's time to visit her and breaks in to be surprised to see her not scared and start s hanging out with (name) more

Y/n gets caught by her Ex-Bestfriend, will she accept him or will she deny ever liking him?

☠️♥️When you meet Jeff for the first time when him and his family moved in, you knew something was different about him. It pulled you closer to him, but you had no idea what he was capable of Or what you were capable of for that matter..♥️☠️

COMPLETED | BOOK 2 COMPLETE/ You grew up with Zalgo. He taught you everything you ever knew and helped build up your hatred of Slenderman. After you turned Sixteen Zalgo gave you a mission. Where you must stay in the CreepyPasta mansion and gather crucial information to benefit Zalgo's plan on killing everyone who lives there. But unfortunately for you, living in the mansion had a catch, and that catch was - meeting Jeff the Killer. It was hate at fist sight, you two were the worst enemies the world had ever seen. Torn by guilt, you become stuck between your feelings and your orders. What will you do, carry out Zalgo's mission and betray your friends? Stick up for what you believe in? Or risk your life to save them... THE SEQUEL 'THE SCARS OF LOVING YOU' OUT NOW EDITING (the story still makes sense) Cover made by me ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DISCLAIMER: I do not own CreepyPasta and I don't own you. Neither do I own the pictures I used for the cover, all credit to whoever made them. The Reader is initially described to be female but males welcome too! All ethnicity welcome. ATTENTION: If you are to copy this story in any way you could be punished by a large fine. WARNING: Censored cursing and violence

*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: