(y/n) is a regular high school senior who lives a normal life. he was living swell till a phone call changed everything. can he survive his 'haunting', or not? (the art does not belong to me, I'm just borrowing) (Not the original ghostface) (This story is absolute shit lol)

Teriffier fanfic. You x Art The Clown. FINISHED!!! Takes place after Teriffier 2 before terrifier 3. I was in the Teriffier rabbit hole and saw a handful of people saying wasn't enough of this on here so decided to make one myself. WARNING: Gore. Sexual content. May be triggering to some. Slow at first picks up. // I DONT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS MENTIONED IN THE MOVIE IN this story. All credit to David Leon I just love the story and made my own fan fic. I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHT TO TERRIFIER FILMS. AGAIN THIS IS JUST A FAN FIC MADE BY A BIG FAN OF THE FILMS //

Because I am the BIGGEST SIMP for this slut and there's nothing about him on here so I'M GONNA WRITE IT. 😘😘😘

(Rewritten) I was boredd, I don't own Halloween or Nightmare on Elm street btw. Read if ya want 🦀🦀 ☢️Selfharming☢️ Best ranks: 🏆 #1 in FreddyKrueger 🏆 🏆 #1 in NightmareOnElmStreet 🏆

Moving to a the middle of Texas with your very new boyfriend was making your life complicated enough until you get a job working along side the gentle giant Thomas which made things significantly more interesting. This does have trigger/smut warning in the chapter title!

idk how to write a Description, but here ya' go! Y/N L/N is a new student at a highschool! She meets new friends, Enemies and Other stuff you know when ur new in highschool, just some Stalkers stumble upon Y/N and has taken interest in her. She doesnt know what kind of Nightmare she has gotten into.. - Read to find Out!

(Y/N) (L/N), a 22 y/o girl who has her life more or less figured out. She works as an illustrator, lives alone in a apartment in Manhattan with her cat... Y'know, a pretty average life. But despite such normality, her life was about to change in a blink of an eye because future had something... Gruesomely special in store for her. First it started with a constant feeling of being watched, then she noticed some really subtle changes around her apartment, like objects and items going missing or being moved, and then finally comes the moment she meets face to face with it, with one of them... Poor (Y/N), somehow managed to catch the attention and liking of Ghostface, Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers and Jason Voorhees almost at the exact same time... What a luck, huh? This is going to be a crazy experience and adventure for a struggling artist who's just trying to give herself and her cat a nice and calm future.

Y/n L/n has 10 soulmates and she's looked everywhere so she decide to move to a isolated farm and got 3 cows 11 kittens 2 dogs a couple chicken and guineas 1 goat and 16 sheep she also loves horror movies. What happens when she meets her soulmate's will she reject them or accept them, read more to find out.

𝘾𝙝𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝙭 𝙈 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙎𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . (PLEASE READ ALL WARNINGS) Slappy & Chucky are on the run again but only this time they get into some deep shit with more than just Andy this time, leaving then 2 killers in rough shape. But one rainy day when they were at an all time low they met 𝙝𝙞𝙢. And he was just as twisted as them except he got paid~ ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊ (WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS) -cursing -murder -gore -sensitive topics -smut(yes I said smut) -kinky shit~ (WARNING THIS STORY WILL NOT INCLUDE-) -M/n being a weak submissive bitch. -M/n being a subby skinny scrawny bottom -M/n having cringe breakdowns -M/n being so stupid that it hurts🤕 -M/n being so insanely stupid that it makes me want to drop the book as a whole.(a little dumb not a lot) ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

What if being a model was to tiring for Y/n? Well he finds a job with laughter, slaughter and love waiting for him. A bunch of crazy killers trying to get her attention. Will he fall for them? Slashers in an Aslyum with a nurse!reader ART DOES NOT BELONG TO ME