[EYELESS JACK, 111K] "Why didn't you say anything if you already knew who I was?" "I didn't know. Not then." "So your first instinct as a functioning college student, when you get attacked in your own bedroom by a masked cannibal...is to look them up and see if they're some viral internet story." "No, my first instinct was to beat the shit out of you." - Sawyer Rafael has had her entire life dealt to her in absolutes: she is disadvantaged in more ways than one. She will be cheated and pushed around by the people above her. She will make it out bruised, but alive. And she will be a doctor. But things start twisting, folding over, and layering in more ways than she could imagine on the first truly interesting night of her 20s; the night somebody makes an attempt on her life, allegedly for his own survival. For once, she isn't handed a dictating statement about her future, but a question. "Will you help me?"

There was this river behind your house that would always calm you down whenever you had a bad day, it was far from your house but still remained on your property. You always sat down by the river and played in the stream, you found many things near the river and enjoyed collecting them. But after you find a working camera,everything changes..

Normal teenager,normal life...No,wait,scratch that. You were different.ALLOT more different.To be precise,you were a Neko. Half human and half cat.Everywhere you had to go,you had to hide your ears and your tails,which bothered you allot.Since your parents had passed away,you promised that you would take care of your little sister who lived with you.But what if that promise would be broken by some 'kidnappers'? Chapter 1 to 23 are cringy asf, I didn't know how to write. So, up ahead from 23, it gets better so y e a h.

"．．Ｉｔ'ｓ ｍｅ， ｙａ ｇｉｒｌ．" [ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘʏᴘᴀꜱᴛᴀ / ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] Lights flickering on the two stood staring at each other. Balancing the pizza box in her hands, the girl stared into the black holes of the mask. "So..want some coffee?" 〉In which a gen z college student whose been surrounded by the paranormal all her life somehow makes friends with killers.〈 〉Half crack fic half not. 〈

This is a sequel to Camp Creepypasta!!! Read that one first please!! But if you refuse basically in this story you are the new creepypasta of the Mansion. Formatted for girls. Hope you like it ^_^

"Would you stop squirming? I don't need to drop you right now, you're already too beat up." "Why the fuck do you care? Your jacket's covered in blood, asshole, I don't see why I'm the one person that suddenly gets to stay alive!" He glared at you, and you decided it was best not to keep talking. "I'm not the one that wants you, dollface." *** cover art: miyak047.tumblr.com AFAB Reader I never say "Y/N" in this because it's dumb. Dead Dove Do Not Eat

She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?

Gore Romance Langue Creepypasta And more All in this book

What happens when your walking home and decided to go in the old abandoned house in you neighborhood. Then you see something or someone.

(Y/n) is a smart, stubborn girl with a rough home life and horrible social life. After the mysterious disappearance of an old flame, everyone blames her for the boy's death. Only after meeting Eyeless Jack does she see how there might be a better life then the one she's leading. Trigger warning! Reader is MAJORLY depressed! Remake is currently underway.