Back in the 80s Freddy's was at its peak bringing joy to children and adults tonight but one unlucky nightgaurd saw too much and was locked in and forgotten until one day decades later he's found what will happen next only time will tell

Set three years after the 2015 incident at Jurassic World, 19 year old (Y/n) (L/n) is starting his new job working at the DPG (Dinosaur Protection Group), seemingly recovered from his traumatic experience with Indy, the dinosaur hybrid who was inject with an experimental serum that allowed her to change into Human, though she formed a yandere love with the then 16 year old (Y/n) However, after a series of events involving Isla Nublar and a plot to auction off the surviving dinosaurs, (Y/n) soon finds himself thrown back into the same situation he was in three years ago. . . (This is a sequel to my first Jurassic book 'Welcome to Jurassic World: Yandere Human Indominus rex x Male Reader', so read that before this one. All artwork used in this book doesn't belong to me, it belongs to their respected artists and will be credited.) Also, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! This book contains themes that some might find uncomfortable.

In December 2015, (Y/n) unwillingly goes along with his family to Jurassic World for a holiday. To say he wasn't enjoying himself would be an understatement. But little did he know his holiday was about to become a fight for his life after he unintentionally gaining the eye of a monstrous hybrid. . . NOTE! This book may contain themes that some may find uncomfortable. So please, viewer discretion is advised.

Someone asked me to do this, I don't remember who exactly but considering it's April, I decided to do it just as a joke before releasing the sequel to "Welcome to Lobotomy Corporation". You can consider it a late aprils fool. This is NOT canon and I swear to god if you think it is then I'm gonna- BongBong. No it isn't, stopping messing with my keyboard BongBong! BongBong. No it- Bong. Bong. No, now stop messing with this file!

It's been seven years since the Murder Drones arrived on Copper 9. The Worker Drone population has only survived thanks to underground bunkers that have since become sprawling communities. Uzi Doorman doesn't consider that living, though. How can everyone be content with surrendering their home? Since losing her mother to those monsters, striking back has been at the forefront of her mind. But no one else seems to believe in her dream of a Copper 9 free of Murder Drones. Whether anyone believes in her or not, Uzi is determined to see her vision through and sets out on a perilous journey that brings her face to face with the boogeymen of Copper 9 and forces greater than she ever could have imagined.

After fifty nine years of the disappearance of Sarah, A college freshman. Private investigator Julius is given an offer from an anonymous email. Which takes him on his most mysterious case, but as Julius digs deeper. He realizes this is much more bigger than he imagined.

A story of a semi prominent American trainer leaving his homeland to cure the complacency he felt, searching for something more appealing. however, what or rather who he finds may have been too much for him to handle cover art by nekoi_mie

A boy downloads a weird application. Helped by his new friend he will have to deal with the foundation. [Note: This is a translated fanfiction, so there's bound to be some grammatical errors.] Cover image author: parenthesisgrey

WARNING: There be Lemons here. You were a human who lost his home and lost your lover in a galactic war, but that was 5 years ago and you lived alone until now. This is my first story ever posted so if I need any area to improve upon let me know. There is a little bit of world building and I know my writing can be garbage at times but give it time It gets better... Hopefully. I'm currently making making the other lemon chapter and going back to update previous chapter's.

You are an ENA. Or at least, that's what the people around you seem to say. A polygonal humanoid that most don't seem to take very kindly to. You wake up screaming into existence-splintering out of a mannequin in a nowhere-place with no name. No memories. No purpose. All you know is, you're strange. And here, things get even stranger. Still, you've got time. Time to wander, to remember, to decide what kind of ENA you even are. You're not alone either. Not the only ENA around. There's Blue and Yellow--always halfway between tears and joy. Then Red and White--equal parts sales pitch and simmering cruelty. You don't exactly know about the other two ENA's, about what their goals are or what they're chasing. But, you think the three of you make quite the trio. (Cover by @marbleboa on tumblr)