Ten days? You have ten days left to live, but in those ten days, you have to act like you're dating him. What type of situation is that? A messed up one. Petty secrets... Incumbent lies... Weird, right? You don't even know this guy and, quite frankly, you're scared to death. It almost seems like fate is tempting you, slowly luring you into a black hole of what your life will soon be. But what will happen if Jeff seems to slowly attach himself to you? Will his protective actions be enough to keep away those dirty secrets and lies that are locked away in the barricades of his mind? Some lies may just be a cover, and some truths may lead to others, but there is an even bigger picture that you may not be alive to paint. Your life is about to turn into a nightmare. How many days will you last? (The reader is identified as female in this story. However, this does not mean other gender identities cannot read this.) -+- *1st Place in Jeff the Killer 2015 Summer Creepypasta Awards (@Creepypasta_Awards)* *1st Place in Creepy/Evil/Supernatural 2015 Summer xReader FanFiction Awards (@FanFiction_Awards)* *#210 in Fanfiction* -+- First book in the Killer Romance Series. (Jeff the Killer x Reader) I don't own Jeff the Killer and I don't own you. Most of the characters presented in this book do not belong to me. Picture used in the cover isn't mine. Credit to the creator. -+- 2023 UPDATE: I wrote this story almost 10 years ago when I was a teenager. Reading back through it now, I can see so many things I wish I wrote differently. So many things that I find just... cringy. It's one of the reasons I cannot complete the series. I really wish that one day I'll rewrite this entire thing to be more sensible. For now, I hope that you can enjoy what gave me so much joy as a teen. Thank you to everyone who has come back to leave such nice comments after so many years. I will return to writing one day.

[Loading....] [Loading.... 20%] [Loading .... 64%] [Loading... 98%] ------[. ]------------ "Day Five and almost half of our group is missing. We don't know what the hell is going on, we cant find Slenderman, and it looks like Jeff..." Ben paused and shifted his gaze to the ground, his hand brushing through his hair. "Jeff is dead..." -------[Disconnected]---------- ---------[Opened]--------- "E...." "If there really is an 'E' out there...." "Please.... We can't do this anymore... I can't do this anymore..." "Please... Just...." "We want to go back." ----- [Disconnected]------ ------[Opened]--------- "My meds are almost out. Everything is so dark. Jeff is such a dick and won't leave me alone! T-I need to go h-home..!" "I-I can't live down here...!" ------------[Disconnected]--------------- ------------[Connections Lost]------------- The dark haired woman smirked and turned to the faceless man next to her. "They look about done. Are you sure you want to go through with it till the end?" The darkly dressed woman asked. The faceless man sat there with a young girl on his lap, and it looked like the little girl was ill. He had to do this... The faceless man nodded. And so the game continued on.

[1st installment of the KP Series] Elizabeth always knew she was a special sort. Her family and friends knew too. She's an introvert and feels like a weirdo wherever she goes, even in her own home. But what happens when she encounters a man known to the world as a notorious monster? Jeff the killer. She never thought he was real; only stories told at school to freak people out. And now that he's come into her life, she'll discover just why she's so special. Monsters, killers, wraiths, and supernatural entities--how special can one get? There will be love, and loss, and triumph, and hope, all for a greater purpose: The human realm needs a protector, and that's Elizabeth. --- [S E Q U E L : Cruel & Blue (Eyeless Jack story)] *****-1st Place in Jeff the Killer-***** Cover art by: Asur-Fallinplim on deviantArt Disclaimer: Most, if not all, CreepyPastas presented throughout this story do not belong to the author. All credit goes to the original creators of those characters, anonymous or not.

My love for him was forbidden but my heart yearned for him more and more each day. I couldn't live without him. He was my everything my world. The first time he looked at me I knew I wanted him to be mine. My name is Elsie and holy hell I have fallen in love with Jeff the killer

She's the girl that longs to be normal. She's the girl you teased. She's the girl that cries herself to sleep. She's the girl that got sick of your bullcrap. She's the girl the girl that's going to get her revenge. Don't look behind you... • Read • Vote • Comment • Follow :D

Fear is us, as much as we are it. Fear gives us life, but it also takes it away. Growing up with only one parent may be a struggle. Trying to live your life normally when a notorious serial killer is after your life - well that's another challenge, especially if your name is Nora. As people begin to go missing only to be found hours later viscously murdered in her hometown with a strange sentence carved into their flesh, someone who wants nothing more than to exterminate them all has arrived at their town's front gate. "You're mine to play with, and mine to torment. When I'm done with you I'll easily get a new toy to play with if necessary. But for the moment you're my toy. So let's play, shall we?" * * * * * * Note: I will edit this story once it's done, until then I apologize for every possible plot-hole, chapter(s) not making sense and grammar mistakes etc. I do Not own the Picture!!

One boy. One boy with thousands of mental disorders. One boy with an obsession for cracking his neck. One boy against the world. Where's your petty insults now, America? his name is Ticci Toby, and you'll never find him. Because the boy you used to know is long gone