You fell on your knees as Jeff had the gun on his hand,aiming at your head. "What are you waiting for?!! Shoot me already!" you yelled at him. "I can't! Especially to you Y/N!!" he said as he stopped aiming at your head. You sighed "Fine,if you won't do it... I will" you quickly kicked the gun off his hand and catched it in mid-air. Aiming at your head while holding the trigger and smiling while a tear rolling down your eye, "Goodbye Jeff" you plainly say. "NO Y/N YOU IDIOT--" A loud BANG was heard all over the forest.

After being bullied so badly you decided to throw yourself in the Mount. Ebbot. You were done with everyone and everything, you felt lost, and this was your only option. When you are in the underground you meet strange monsters, some nice, some kind. But there is one specific monster that won't let you go. Sans The Skeleton. You enter his mafia, and you are blown away by the things they do.. INFORMATION: This is not for children! Sex, and other sexual stuff wil happen! There also will be blood, and very visual guts in the story! I also decided that you (the reader) will be a girl, it's easier for me to write! ^^'' I hope you like it!!

After a mentally deranged killer had entered your house, and you had to hide for your life, your friends all started to be taken one by one while this killer began to grow a sickening and twisted obsession over you. Who are they? And what do they want with you? Jeff the killer x reader dark story! Note: not my story but the author gave me permission to post it.

||Description|| You, a senior in high school, are prepared to blow this town and begin your life in LA--but a particular killer ruins your plans. ||Trigger warnings|| There will be descriptions and/or references for the following... - suicide, death, murder, homicide, verbal/mental/physical abuse, blood, unsettling scenarios. read at your own risk ||Disclaimer|| - I do not own any characters that are specifically of Creepypasta. I only own my own characters and this story. - There will be no lemons - No characters that are specifically of Creepypasta will have glorified backstories or personalities - Characters that are specifically of Creepypasta will have minor changes to their character depending on how it plays into the story, so before commenting of how their character isn't described a certain way, keep in mind that I meant it to be that way Also hello if you're from Carved Happiness! I'm sorry that I kinda dipped out for like 2 years, haha but I'm back with another Jeff the Killer x Reader :3

☠️♥️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..♥️☠️

Y/N= your name, thoughts are italics in ** Enjoy! You were an ordinary teenage girl. School, bullies, friends, tests and family problems. But the one thing that made you and your best friend Sarah stand out from most other girls at your school... was your love for Creepypasta stories. How will your first day back at school go? Read to find out! Please be warned! There will be bad language and some steamy scenes in this story! If you dislike this type of thing then do NOT read! I don't own the art or Creepypasta characters. 38 chapters: 46125 words

Please give this book a chance :) After the nightmare you had you were a mess of tears. Maybe you shouldn't have stayed up reading those Creepypasta stories. After wiping away your tears you got up and grabbed your phone to check what time it was. As your phone blinded you with its light on the screen you let your eyes adjust to it. Once they did you saw that is was 2:00 a.m. "What the-?" You asked out loud to yourself. You put your phone down and turned your lamp on your bedside. When you were about to get up to splash water on your face you saw someone outside. "What the hell is a person doing outside this early in the morning? Are they crazy or something?! Do they know that there are serial killers on the loose?!" Suddenly a tall figure in a white hoodie came behind the person. You went down on your knees and watched from the window. The strange figure hid behind the car that was parked in driveway. The person left their door open and the strange figure walked into the house unseen. "How fucking oblivious can you possibly be?!" You whisper yelled. When you were about to get up from your knees, you started hearing female screams. You went back down on your knees and saw the figure come out of the house. The once white hoodie was now red. He ran out of the house, but then looked at you through your window. You made eye contact. Never blinking. You couldn't see much, but there was enough moon light to see the everlasting smile that was carved into his face. You broke the staring contest and went to your phone remembering that you heard about him on the news and online. You opened your phone and figured out who he was. "Jeff the Killer." You whisper to yourself with a bit of fear in your voice. ⚠️WARNING⚠️: INCLUDES CUSSING, GORE, AND MATURE SCENES. THE COVER IS NOT BY ME. IF YOU ARE THE CREATOR AND WISH FOR ME TO TAKE IT DOWN I WILL DO SO. **Will include Female pronouns, but fill with what is preferred** HIGHEST RANK: #1 in jeffthekiller

I can't breathe, All I hear are statics, screaming, people dying and gasping. I killed someone just for the person I hate, love and care about. I admit it... "I'm In love with a psychopath..."

Hell is doubt. It led me to a darker place than the one I came from. He never told me but I knew he was the same. Yet again, I couldn't like him when desperation was all I could feel. Him on the other hand... Maybe he never tolerated me; maybe it was only his job to act like it. But what I was starting to feel, right before all that I loved got burned, wasn't hate. And I had to go back. ~Trigger Warning ~ Gore. Suicide. Sexual assault. Death. Mental illnesses. Please don't click on the book if these topics are sensitive for you. Have a nice day/night/afternoon.

This is she/her/they/them pronouns, but you're welcome to read no matter who you are <3 "Uh... that's just paint, boys. C'mon, let's go outside!" You whisper-yelled them the last part, ushering the confused and oblivious boys out of the house, the smell of metallic rust filling your nose as you cringed, calmly shutting the door behind you as you grabbed both of their hands and walked down the sidewalk and into the car. "Miss (N/n), why are your hands all wet?" "Nothing, Epriham, just keep walking, okay?" You cringed even more when you had now become aware of how clammy your hands were, before quickly opening the car door and calmly placing the boys in, telling them to strap in before you entered the drivers seat and drove out of the driveway... Those icey blue eyes never left that (hair color) woman.