She lived in fear of him, haunted by his smile. He shadowed her every move for the past years, desperate to kill her. His final survivor.

Everyone has their limits and when we're pushed to the edge we break. (Y/n) has been through a lot and is only 16 years old. She has lived in the Slender mansion since age 5, having the four faceless brothers as father's but was sent back to her mother at age 10. Her experience in the mansion was fun... for the most part. Something within Slender changed 1 year into (Y/n)'s stay and he now acts as if he hates her. Now that her mother is dead, she goes back to the mansion in hopes of reconnecting with the brothers. All seem to welcome her with open arms, except one. Just the dramas of a cannibalistic teenage girl, her abnormal group of friends, killer housemates and faceless dads. (I don't own the creepypasta's but I do own my OC's, Warning: Contains gore, murder, cannibalism, sad stuff, self-harm, suicide)

SECOND BOOK IN THE KILLER ROMANCE SERIES (SPOILER IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE FIRST BOOK) -+- You were left broken. Heart crushed to pieces, you try to forgive and forget, but your mind keeps darting back to the subject. Nearly a month after the incident, you're released from the hospital and sent home... or so it seems. You struggle to eat, drink, and sleep knowing that a killer- one that you're very familiar with- is still on the streets. One dark, disturbing, creepy evening, you experience a repeat of the night that your life changed. But how much of it is actually real? Mind trapped into a spiral, you try to decipher what is really going on. What types of lies are hidden underneath the seams of what is thought to be your past? Do you even know what trust is anymore? He's back. And he's more determined than ever. -+- *1st Place in Jeff the Killer 2015 Winter Creepypasta Awards and EA: Best Written (@Creepypasta_Awards)* *#260 in Fanfiction* -+- Second book in the Killer Romance Series. I still don't own Jeff, and I still don't own you. (Jeff the Killer x Reader) Picture used in the cover also isn't mine, so credit to the creator. -+- I do not give doc truyen or any individual, website, organization, server, etc. the right to reproduce, post, publish, steal, etc. my stories and ideas.

Jack didn't move, didn't flinch, ignoring the blur that was Darcy and Jeff. "I told you, Gwen," he breathed, voice low and fraying at the edges. Flesh in his teeth, he spat to the side- something dark red, hitting the pavement with a sick sound. His chest rose and fell after each empty heartbeat. Desperately searching, Gwen was only met with tar-filled holes where there would normally be eyes. The husk of what once was a man. Not human in the slightest. Off to the side, Jeff flicked Darce's face back to him with two fingers, expression darkening. "Eyes on me, stupid. I'm trying to kill you." "What? You think that talk still makes me laugh or some shit?" He chuckled sandpaper, "If that doesn't work, I could always use my friend Marley here to make you smile."

It all started with the Sickness: strange dreams, haunting woods and blood....lots of blood. Everything's inside your mind; at least that's what everyone kept saying, your illness was taking a toll on you and eventually, you were forced onto isolation from the rest of the world. Only for them to get you. They have kept their eyes on you for long enough, watching, waiting for the perfect opportunity. And now, you find yourself into a merciless war that isn't even yours. Will you survive?

THIRD BOOK IN THE KILLER ROMANCE SERIES (SPOILER IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE OTHER BOOKS) -+- There were two years and six months taken from you. Jeff described that time as being similar to Hell. He was there through thick and thin, but he didn't want you to have to deal with the pain. He did everything to keep his secret, yet you still wonder what the reasons for some of his actions were. He held empty promises, told lies, and even tried to make you live in a fake romance story. But in the end, all he wanted was to be in love with you. Right? These are those lost memories. -+- Jeff lived a conflicting life. None of his actions ever had a long-term effect. Kill, run, sleep, grieve. That's it. He feels his sanity go back and forth between light and dark as he experiences a feeling he's never felt before. He doesn't understand what it is, but it does seem to get him into a lot more trouble than usual. He wonders if fate has decided to bestow another chance upon him as a distant relative returns. Does he want to go back to his old ways? You snapped him into true insanity. -+- This is the third book in the Killer Romance series. Do not read unless you have read both "Killer Romance" and "Sweet Insomnia". It's written entirely from Jeff's point of view. (Jeff The Killer x Reader) (Reader Insert) I don't own Jeff and I don't own you. Picture used in the cover isn't mine. Credit to the creator. Fourth book, anyone? -+- I do not give doc truyen or any individual, website, organization, server, etc. the right to reproduce, post, publish, steal, etc. my stories and ideas.

Y/n and her family move to a city on the other side of the country after her father got promoted. She will have to come to terms with her new life although she is reluctant to call her new surroundings 'home'. Her life turns upside down, after an incident that almost ends in her death. /Cover Art by Antler Grave/ English version of ,,Er kommt bei nacht" ! English is not my native language so sorry if the translation isnt good !

The infamous crazed killer has been wreaking havoc, killing all across town and tonight it's your turn. But will you be too interesting to kill? More content from me besides what's on here? -My DeviantArt or FF.net. @ Linklove93. Also it is complete. There is a mature scene in a later chapter. Art belongs to it's respective artist, I take no credit for it.

Hey guys, this is my first and oldest story, so dont expect too much. Y/N is a female with she/her pronouns (I wrote this when I was like 10) ⚠Contains language, gore & murder, assault, and smut⚠ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

( bit of a trigger warning: this is a psychotic killer. He does bad things. He abuses people. He hurts the ones he loves and slaughters the innocent... So yeah.. Brace yourself) (Also, all the photos are not mine i found them on google images.. Jeff the killer is not my creation I'm Not sure who created him but its not me, don't sue me) " I love you.." Your hips rocked on Jeff's in rhythm. You waited for him to say it back but it never happened. Jeff dug his nails into your soft flesh and counted to go harder. You cried out in pain as you grabbed the sheets, digging your nails into them, balling them up in your fists tightly, pulling them. Jeff took this as a sign of go harder. You felt tears prick your eyes. You're not sure if it was pain or sensory overload, a couple of tears ran down your cheeks and you just accepted it. " i love you!" You cried out loudly. Feeling it shoot through the heaviness of the situation. "J-Jeff.." You moaned as he pushed your face into the mattress, and continued on. Tears covered your face and you were in a considerable amount of pain but you wanted to please Jeff, so you let him continue. You always wanted to please Jeff. Ever since you first met him. "Whose a good girl?" He yanked your hair back and counted at a steady pace. " you're still with me right..?" You gave out a little whine as you layed there on the line of bliss and insanity. You panted like a dog as Jeff laid panting beside you. You quickly clung to him, wrapping your arms around his strong sweaty frame. "I love you.." You said again placing kisses on his cut cheeks and neck "Huh..?" He glanced over at you. " yeah.. Yeah.." you sat back up on his lap. It seems the only way you could get him to say it back was.. " love you too..." He ran his hands up your legs again. Was sex..