-- Yeah yeah, you know how this goes. But Y/n is ordinary, far far FAR from extraordinary. Their not an outcast in highschool either, so their pretty bland, sorry if that seems offensive but guess what? YOUR not the narrator, I can do what I WANT. This goes a tiny bit differently, they don't find out who the Creepypastas and The Slenderman is when they decide to go into the woods while sobbing their eyes out after killing someone, no, it all starts when some dude with a mask decides to break into their window at night. You know why? Actually, you don't, anyways. Y/n, like a normal person, tries to figure out why mystery guys in masks keep on visiting their house at night and trying to kill them. (...kinda? I'm not sure.) Oh I think I forgot to mention, Y/n meets this dude called Tim who kind of accidentally kidnaps them. Oh, and Y/n can see the dead and maybe-bring back the dead --- I think you may have figured that this story will contain rather mature themes, no nasty stuff though don't worry it's mainly just fighting, strong language, throwing up, murder, gore, panic attacks (maybe), hallucinations and god knows what else. I wouldn't recommend you this book if you are uncomfortable with any of those things I just listed. --- By the way, the y/n in the book will be around 13-15 they do not have any particular features and you can interpret their gender however you like. This story takes place somewhere in America, but since I'm Australian I apologise if I get anything wrong about the great land of the eagles or something idk sorry yeah I don't do research Also THERE WILL BE NO SHIPPING. 🙁 ALSO THERE WILL BE OCS IN THIS BOOK BUT UNIMPORTANT ONES LIKE FOR AN EXAMPLE; Tammy who is y/n's friend and uh, dies cuz yknow she's unimportant -- Enjoy! :D I'm @yellowflowrs on tt! Also by the way, i started this when I was 10 so it might be a bit bad.

'You know I'm not actually crazy,' His icy voice sent shivers throughout my body. 'Right?' Signals of warning spread like a forest fire inside my head. Something inside told me to get back, get away from this man, it's only logical, but I felt like I would regret it if I moved away from him. He can't kill me, he can't kill Tom. That was the agreement. I'm not afraid of you. You are only a man who's very troubled. A bad man who takes pleasure in other's pain. You've had bad things happen to you and that's why you are where you are. Simply traumatized and you cope with murder. 'I don't believe you.' __________________ (Name) was a girl who was considered troublesome. Her parents died in a car crash when she was eight years old and her Uncle Tom -who she cared for deeply- took her in. Tom was a business man, living his dream with nothing but good things to say. However, due to certain circumstances, he has to go to Europe. What happens when Tom gives (Name) a chance to live on her own at the age of 17 or move with him because of his job? What happens when a serial killer comes in the picture? What happens when (Name) puts herself on personal lock down? _____________________________ I do not own any of of the pictures! I do not own any of the characters! I do however, own the book itself! I hope you enjoy! :)

LOVE BOUND - Jeff The Killer x Reader The young adult life had always been kind to you. There was no doubt a time when you had believed that you were living the perfect life; you had a steady job, babysat on the side, and you were working on online college classes at home. However, you were naive on one particular night and made all the wrong choices at all the wrong times . . . With perhaps just the right person. That night sparked something inside of not only you, but an infamous serial killer as well. Jeff the Killer had finally met his match. • this is merely a fanfiction, all rights to the reserved owners • book cover is drawn by me • I apologize for the minor errors, i will be fixing them soon STORY IS COMPLETE, SEQUEL COMING SOON!

The curse of Luck, the ability to never fail, to never suffer, but is that not suffering in itself? I'm bored of living, bored of lying. If I cant end it myself, I'll get a monster to do it for me. -------------------------------------------------------- ill try to make this as gender natural as possible. WARNING- this story makes light of heavy topics. #1 creepypastaxreader /2023-05-04 #1 goodluck /2022-01-19 #1 proxies /2022-03-07

As (Y/n) is driving back from work late one night she picks up a young hitchhiker against her better judgment. He is odd and slightly rude despite desperately needing help, but also strangely kind. Despite that, she stays guarded, however, just as they near their destination, she gets a deep sense of dread that makes her actually keep him around for a while longer on a whim, and being with this strange young man is inevitably what helps save her life. With him and those she meets at her side, they help guide her forward after she stumbles into a gruesome and bloody fate that forever changes her way of life. And with them, her new life in a complex, hidden world of supernatural beings, murder, betrayal, and love begins. Warnings- Basically this is just a various x reader that takes Masky at the forefront right now. This might be changed once it has been edited.

Sequel to Good Luck!- So I'm finally here. In these white walls. So much for luck. What am I without it? --------------------------- WARNING- makes light of heavy topics #1 Proxies / 2022-05-06 #1 Goodluck / 2022-08-19 #1 Lucky / 2023-01-18

#CPAWARDSSHOUTOUT (Be prepared for stupid references in each update, especially each chapters' title. And yes, this is a Creepypasta x reader book!) There's no way to sugarcoat this. You've been held hostage by psychotic killers, all because you were the popular girl going to a forbidden party location. Popularity has its downsides, pretty obvious here. Those killers, they tormented you so badly. So heartlessly. But you didn't give up. That's your problem. You don't know when to quit. Because this is just one night, one night you will always be forced to remember. (((((Hoodie x Reader)))))

The one thing every living creature has in common is fear. Fear keeps us alive, drives us forward, and makes us still. Jeff the Killer thought he knew everything about fear. He was an artisan, and fear was his craft. Until the day he met the girl who didn't feel fear at all. COVER ART BY KAWACY ON DEVIANTART

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/