You know your favorite creepypasta fanfic? Well this girl just made a crack book for it Hold on tight and enjoy the ride of Cruel and Blue crack (￣▽￣) rated pg for cursing don't read if you don't like cursing & if you don't like cursing don't be such a tsun-tsun you know you like it If not then ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[SEQUEL to Killer Protector (Jeff the Killer story)] In the quaint town of Gracewood, Virginia, Ao Matsukochi lives comfortably with her adoptive parents and her loyal friends. For her, everyday is full of practice and optimism. Though, every person has their quirks. Sam is her best friend, who also happens to be in her head. They go hand-in-hand like partners in crime. What Ao never expected was that with an unusual friend comes unusual things. Soon she is sent into dangerous encounters, unbelievable happenings and people beyond her wildest imaginations. She always knew she wasn't so ordinary, but now she plays an important role on the stage of life and death, alongside with a special someone with a blue mask. She'll have to believe in the impossible and rethink all that's she's known to survive a war that has thrived for centuries. Dark things lie within allies and darker things lie within herself as well. Which can she face? Which can she live with? Which won't bring her to death's door? [S E Q U E L: Terrible Fates (Ben Drowned Story)] Cover art is by: Vronik-Gesso on Tumblr *****-1st Place in Eyeless Jack-***** All CreepyPastas do not belong to me unless stated otherwise.

**SECOND BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES** "That explains a lot." "I bet it does." The mask prevents me from seeing her face but I can just tell she is smiling at me; at my misery. It makes me want to tear her apart limb from limb. But, I restrain myself. It would do me no good to waste energy with her. I got the information I wanted and now I have to go. My mom needs me. "Is that all?" I growl, smacking her hand away. "Yes, it is." "Good," And then I punch her in the face. ~*~*~

I Need A New Phone 'Cos Jeff the Dick Broke It. Now I Can't Use Tumblr Anymore. (Also My Wi-Fi Went Out.) Camryn Reynolds is that one girl who never puts down her phone. It's like her life. She's a Tumblr girl and is very passionate about it. She's weird, awkward and hangs out with people just as weird. But, of course, rumor spreads of the notorious Jeff the Killer and she's immediately intrigued. Little did she know that the smiling killer is actually real. She realizes this when she comes face-to-face with the man. Unfortunately, he breaks her phone which nobody on this Earth should ever, EVER do. So Jeff is forced to be her slave as payment/punishment for breaking her precious phone, Richard. Yes, its name is Richard. Can Jeff repay his seemingly endless debt or will he stay Camryn's man-servant...FOREVER?! He probably won't repay his debt. Yeah, he definitely won't. This is something Jeff never expected: to be enslaved by an introvert who could care less that all of the CreepyPastas she reads are real. [WARNING: LOTS OF STUPID]

[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.

*FIRST BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES* "Look at your hands. Their blood is on your hands." Jamie stares at her blood covered hands. She clenches her jaw, a muffled scream coming from her. I let her scream but I look around, knowing the police would come soon. If she wants to avoid being caught, she needs to get over her little crisis already. "Get up," I say quickly, going over and grabbing onto her arm to pull her up. "Come on, the police will be coming soon. You're not going to jail." She struggles against me, screaming, "No! You're going to kill me if I go with you." "This all can be erased," I insisted. The wailing of sirens tells me I need to convince her quickly. Jamie pauses, thinking hard. "Fine," she says. "Let's go then." I say no more as I run. She picks up my pace and follows me as I lead her away from her first murders and into her new life. I think it's one she'll fit well into.

Everything seemed perfect at first, but what happens when the person you once loved turns into a cold-blooded killer . . . Marika would know. He will play with you, he'll mess you up, he will stop at nothing from making you more miserable than you already are. All your effort will be useless as you get dragged back to the past which you desperately tried to escape. Your happiness, aspirations and your very life will shatter into a million pieces until you feel nothing but pain and torture. . . . Or will you strive to change your fate? 【 I own the book cover.】

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.

**THIRD BOOK IN THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I look down at the grave stone. It was a simple one, polished marble with a name, date of birth and death date. Off to the side is a short song. I sink to the ground in front of her grave. "Hey," I begin awkwardly. I've never visited or spoken to a dead person. "It's me. Jeff. I don't really know why I decided to visit. It just felt like something I needed to do. "Uhm, I just . . . Wanted to say thank you. For your amazing daughter. You know, I only met you once but you never said anything bad about me or told Jamie she should leave me. You always convinced her to give me another chance. I never realized how much I actually owe to you. But, it's too late now. The only thing I can do now is keep my promise. I'll take good care of Jamie. I love her. She means everything to me. "Thank you." With that, I get up and leave. ~*~*~

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.