La fundación SCP es informada de un criminal castigado con la pena de muerte que antes de su ejecución escapa de la cárcel, ven en los informes que es el criminal más habilidoso y escurridizo que hay. Consiguen capturarlo y utilizarle, pero lo que no saben lo que es capaz con tal de salvarse el pellejo.

"Muchas cosas pasaron y seguirán pasando pero debemos conocer el pasado para poder mejorar el futuro. Es parte de lo que somos y de lo que nos forma es el inicio del fin." Parece un fan-fic, me disculpo por eso, pero solo trataré de poner orden a todos los eventos que sucedieron en Alagadda y la convirtieron lo que es ahora. Cosas como la nueva serie de historias de 049 con 6118 no se tomará en cuenta realmente pero trataré de leer lo que pueda. Aun hay varias cosas que no he leído y en general es muy extenso por lo que disculpen la falta de información o relleno o errores en nombres, o diferentes cosas. Pocos personajes son míos, los principales le pertenecen a sus respectivos creadores, y la trama principal le pertenece a sus respectivos creadores, yo solo trato de ponerle orden a los sucesos para que sea mejor entendido

Una vida de mierda, una historia que no quería jamás contar y un destino que, aunque quería cambiarlo no podía. Hasta que llegó él y arrasó con todas las ataduras que yo misma me ponía. Él me hizo creer que, si se podía confiar, que se podía ser mejor, pero, sobre todo, me enseñó que no se debía confiar en nadie. Y que las personas mienten todo el tiempo excusándose en que solo te protegen. ─━─━─「✦」─━─━─ Primer libro: Mi Demonio Personal Segundo libro: Mi Ángel Guardián ─━─━─「✦」─━─━─ Portada hecha por la hermosa @ticorraless. Gracias cariño, no sé cómo agradecerte por tanto.

"No...You're not telling me..." "YOU two were the ones stalking me ALL along...!?" This time (Y/n) deals with the very same group of slashers, except this time around it's different. VERY different. Because not ONLY does (Y/n) get a part-time job as a Nanny in the countryside, she also finds a VERY peculiar Good Guy Doll lying in the alleyway on her way home. What happens when TEN slashers interact with each other; the bad-boyish Freddy Krueger, the ever-so-quiet Michael Myers, the childlike Jason Voorhees, the nervous Norman Bates, the smart-tongued Hannibal Lecter, the devilish Ghostface (Billy Loomis & Stu Macher), the psychopathic Pennywise, the selfish Brahms Heelshire, and the sociopathic Chucky/Charles Lee Ray...? Can (Y/n) survive a THIRD round of chaotic drama and handle FOUR, brand NEW killers being tossed into her life...? [NOTE/S: -I don't own ANY of the slashers in this story, nor the characters on the cover - I just own the story/plot-line. -I'm using the Norman from Bates Motel, and using the Hannibal from the TV Show.] -There might be some Easter eggs/quotes/lines from popular TV Shows/Video-Games/Music/ETC ETC - can you spot them...? ;D ]

"Get the fuck away from me," I growl. Started December 2018 - October 27th, 2019

¿Puedes ver más allá de esas cuencas negras como la noche? ¿o ser solo una más de esas colecciones que tiene él? Eyeless Jack aún puede ver, aunque sin ojos~

One high school. One 17 year old girl that was leading a normal life. One night that changed everything. What happens when someone takes their obsession a little too far? Living in a quiet place like Woodsboro could be classified as nice. It came with its perks and downsides just like any other town in America. (Y/N) (L/N) is your name. Loving and kind yet shy around new people and a huge movie freak. Yeah... You like horror movies. But that doesn't mean you wanted to be in one yourself. Let's just say... Life has other plans in store for you. *~*~ ♡ A Billy Loomis x F!reader x Stu Macher that also contains a supernatural aspect. I guess you could say this is a little bit of a jumble of all the Scream movies. ♡ Cover slapped together by moi ♡ All of the characters belong to the Scream franchise! ♡ Highest rankings: #1 in slashers #1 in Prescott #1 in gore #1 in stalking #1 in swearing #2 in Ghostface #1 in Stumacher #1 in Billyloomis #1 in scarystories #3 in obsessed *~*~* [This story has been translated into Spanish by Bbamorebxl.] [This story is planned for a rewrite.]

Amnesia. A hospital room. One parent alive. What had happened? (Y/n) (L/n), a 17-year-old girl who lost her memory and ended up in the hospital regains her consciousness; determined to find her memories and live a normal life. You meet a familiar yet unfamiliar stranger, who claims he can come into your dreams and give you whatever you desire. But the stranger seems all too real, especially when you question his powers and discover your own again... Everything's going haywire - an old legend returning to kill your allies off. How will you survive with an old friend and a new friend by your side? Who will live? Who will be murdered by a machete? But what will come of the arrogant male? And who is he, despite who he claimed to be? [I do not take credit for Jason Voorhees and Freddy Krueger. My inspiration for this sequel partly comes from Freddy VS Jason - but apart from that I own the characters (not you though, be your own person you amazing reader ;P ) ] Enjoy!

[THIS GOT REWRITTEN] [QUICK NOTE: I took inspiration from Halloween (2007) {The Remake} , partly because this Michael seemed to talk more (at least when he was a kid). Plus the plot was a lot more interesting than the original (in my opinion please no hurt me). Keep in mind "Inspiration", the events won't be the same. ALSO, I KNOW the school meeting with Deborah and Loomis was on Halloween in the film but I changed it to a day before.] DESCRIPTION: (Y/n) (L/n); a bright and bubbly nine-year-old who lost her father in a car accident in Tucson, Arizona. Her bouncy personality shadowed into a shy but sweet one, her and her mother grieving over their loss. Both changed, they moved to Haddonfield a year later - (Y/n) meeting Michael Myers himself. At first the blonde-haired boy seemed friendly and fun to hang out with, but as Halloween loomed ominously around the corner, Michael began to grow creepy, clingy and colder - even growing possessive of (Y/n). After a slaughtering showdown, her mother took her out of town; moving away from the dangerous borough. You moved back into the old house fifteen years later - not living with your mother anymore. You were enjoying the single life, with its perks of being free and not held back, but soon things began to go wrong. Suddenly your mother turns up; being a stressful mess after the Halloween disaster. Memories flood back in the form of nightmares, something caresses your skin whilst you're sleeping, and dead things start showing up on your doorstep. Your mother grows clingier, you grow more frustrated and out of nowhere your old friend returns. Will he spare you? Or will you never breathe again?