They planned it great. Victims chosen, phone numbers ready, the costume purchased, weapon ready. They're desperate to keep you alive on their initial plan. They're going to make you the last victim standing and they're going to make you join them. ~ Living in Woodsboro, North Carolina has always been perfect for you. You have an abundance amount of friends, a crush and a caring mother and older brother. Your grades are perfect. Your life is unimaginably great. There's not a single worry in the world. But, when Sidney Prescott's mother was murdered one year ago last Halloween, everything changed. You didn't keep safe and you wasn't taking precautions. Only now you need too. The one year anniversary of Maureen Prescott is around the corner, and the coldblooded killers are back and they're coming for you. You and your friends try to stay alive as this masked knife maniac roams the school halls and stands where you stand. No-one is safe. Especially you. The two Ghostface killers are desperate to keep you alive while they murder everyone you've ever loved and cared for. They're going to make you join them. They're going to make you the last one standing. The killer is always someone you know... everybody is a suspect. Be careful who you trust. *THE COVER ISN'T MINE, I DISCOVERED IT ON GOOGLE.*

𝚂𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚢... 《》 It's a 10 year reunion with the other Woodsboro survivors you've lost contact with, and through one lapse in judgement you end up back in Woodsboro. Right back where it all began. It's only fitting that's where you end up forced to face your last copycat. But this time, you've got a family on the line. 《》 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜. 《》 TW: blood, gore, death, murder, children, characters making poor choices, probably more that I can't think of right now Reader discretion is advised 《》 𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍. 《》 THIS IS BOOK 4 OF THE SERIES. You'll need to read the first 3 for much needed context. 《》 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎; 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚍.

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚊𝚋𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎. 《》《》 It'd been 3 years since Windsor, and 4 since Woodsboro. You were invited to work on the film 'Stab 3' as a writer along with Randy, considering he knew the characters and you had experience the Woodsboro Massacre first hand. But yet another copycat killer emerges, and everyone left after Woodsboro is brought together to defeat another monster. All with help from your friendly neighborhood psychopaths. 《》《》 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚕𝚢. 《》《》 TW: blood, gore, death, murder, small children, characters making poor choices Reader discretion is advised 《》《》 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙻𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙸 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢! 《》《》 THIS IS BOOK 3 OF THE SERIES. You'll need to read the first 2 for much needed context. 《》《》 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚢? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢; 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑, 𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚎

𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕, 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚔. 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 《》《》《》 It's been a year, and no one's caught the killers of the Woodsboro Massacre. You managed to get into college, and work up enough courage to go. But the past always comes back to bite you in the ass, doesn't it? 《》《》《》 𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗. 《》《》《》 TW: blood, murder, strong language, gore, bodily horror, probably more that I can't think of right now. Reader discretion is advised. 《》《》《》 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍? 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙰 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. 《》《》《》 THIS IS BOOK 2 OF THE SERIES. You'll need to read book 1 for much needed context. 《》《》《》 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜!

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜? 《》《》《》《》 After watching your father get mutilated during a home invasion, you stopped talking to people. Sadly for you, the two boys the universe chose to be your missing pieces aren't willing to just leave you alone. 《》《》《》《》 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝙸 𝚋𝚎𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎! 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎, 𝙸 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎! 《》《》《》《》 TW: gore, blood, murder, death, disturbing imagery, bodily horror, smutty themes, probably more that I can't think of right now. Reader discretion is advised. 《》《》《》《》 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍? 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘, 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢... 𝚄𝚙 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚎... 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗.

Two years have passed since the Woodsboro massacre, and [Name] has done everything possible to bury those haunting memories. She's now attending a college away from home, spending most of her time partying and having hookups. Pretending that life is back to normal becomes her survival mechanism. But all illusions of safety shatter when a series of brutal murders begin, shaking [Name]'s world to its core. As the once-familiar halls now echo with whispered fears, and the faces around her become potential suspects, she must risk her fragile sanity and fragile relationships in order to survive. But how do you fight a monster that won't stay in its grave? And how do you keep yourself from becoming one? ______________ PART I: THE VICTIM [completed...] PART II: THE SPECTACTLE [in progress...] PART III: THE DECIEVER [waiting...] [Billy Loomis x Reader x Stu Macher / Sidney Prescott x Reader / Mickey Altieri x Reader / Roman Bridger x Reader] [CONTENT WARNINGS: Drugs & Alcohol Use / Violence / Gore / Blood / Mentions of Abuse / Self-Harm / Suicidal Ideations / Mentions of Suicide / Blood Kink / Manipulation & Gaslighting]

(formally scream, baby!) [Name] [Surname] thought the worst has already come; being the town's laughing stock and dealing with declining mental health, [Name] already spent her junior year a volatile mess of tears, mucus and anger. The heartache still hung heavy on her shoulders, carrying her into her senior year of high school, but things were going to get better. She had to believe it would. Only, that idea of mercy became a mere whisper the second she picked up the phone the night of Steven Orth's and Casey Becker's murder. ______________ PART I: THE VICTIM [completed...] PART II: THE SPECTACTLE [in progress...] PART III: THE DECIEVER [waiting...] [Billy Loomis x Reader x Stu Macher / Sidney Prescott x Reader / Mickey Altieri x Reader / Roman Bridger x Reader] [CONTENT WARNINGS: Drugs & Alcohol Use / Violence / Gore / Blood / Mentions of Abuse / Self-Harm / Suicidal Ideations / Mentions of Suicide / Blood Kink / Manipulation & Gaslighting]

The phone rings, and the ringing remains for a few moments, echoing in the house. "A phone call, at this hour?" You get up from your place on the couch, your feet hitting the cold floor. You finally make it to the kitchen. Upon answering the phone, your ear is pressed against the phone, and you hear a voice like gravel speak on the other end. "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬... 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧..." ------------------- Hey Guys! I'm back with another FF. Stu Macher x Reader x Billy Loomis Rankings: #1 Ghostface x reader - 7/27/25 #4 scream1996 - 6/9/25 #1 Woodsboro - 10/31/25 #10 stumacherxreader - 6/2/25 #2 scream - 6/9/25 #2 billyloomisxreader - 8/9/25

𝑺𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴 𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑻 ➥(ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛꜰᴀᴄᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ────▼──── ➥𝐘/𝐧 𝐋/𝐧 was not just the ex-girlfriend of Billy Loomis and Stu Macher; she had turned into their prey, their victim. They wouldn't release her until she belonged to them completely. "We love a game of Cat and Mouse, don't you?" ────▼──── ❗𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 ❗𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 13/04/25 ❗𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: ❗𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬: Slow ❗𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: Ongoing

THERE IS SEXUAL CONTENT AND VIOLENCE IN THIS BOOK!! Years have passed since the massacre in 1996. You were older and much more mature now. You had a life, a job, a boyfriend. There was so much you wanted to do and share. So much you wanted to forget and leave behind you. But you couldn't. That night, the two boys, they kept her up at night. They flooded her mind even her dreams. But, it's progress! Soon, you'll be successful and completely over the massacre. And the Boys... Theres no where to go but up, right?