One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}

"Well? Are ya just gonna stand there? C'mere...I don't bite. Hehehe". Clara starts working at an asylum for her internship as a student nurse. But soon she gets curious about a certain patient who's locked up in their room, and no one is allowed in there except for certain employees. She got the chance to enter that room. But oh how she regretted it... (Jeff the Killer X OC Book)

『 #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]

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..

this is the second part of my other Eyeless Jack X Reader (-Promise You'll Stay?-) //Complete//

This book is so embarrassing- 💀 !This is not a sequel! [Finished]

(Creepypasta X FemReader) Some say I'm too sensitive but truth is...I just feel too much. Every word. Every action. Every energy. Everything just goes straight to my heart. My life was never really a perfect life but it was at least decent. But its always quite possible things will turn out far better than they appear so I always look forward to tomorrow. But recently things have been horrible and there's this feeling in the pit of my stomach that I feel I should listen to. Who knew listening to a gut feeling would've given me something so powerful... ~~~~~~~~~ Author's personal favorite part of the book: "Man, do you know how fast angels are? Like, daaaaaamn! Can you believe I am feeling the tiniest bit exhausted? WOW!" ~~~~~~~~~ The original photo of the cover belongs to SunProjects, credit goes to them for the artwork! I just edited it to make the cover, all photos aren't mine unless said otherwise. Thank you! First published: September 18, 2021 Yea this is an X Reader, yea this is a creepypasta story- what of it? Take note, take this into careful consideration! The Contents within this story will disturb you. I am basing the killers as real life criminals, criminals who do not care what age you are to hook up with, criminals who don't care about your personal boundaries, who won't ask for permission or be your usual fictional Creepypasta characters. But I wont be that fucking rude, I'm mixing them with fiction and reality. More in Ch1. ╮(─▽─)╭

２ ｗｅｅｋｓ. １４ ｄａｙｓ. ☁︎ 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺. 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙. ☁︎ "Let me go." She struggled against his grip, as he had his arms tightly crossed around hers with her hands to her shoulders. "No." He whispered into her ear, pressing his chin against her shoulder to get his grip around her tighter. "Why not? I don't have a reason to stay." She growled. "And I don't have one to let you go." He whispered. ☁︎ 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓣𝓸 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓭 by your local anti-social

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

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