Fate can be.. twisted. Sometimes to the point where it's too messed up to fix it. But what if.. what if it isn't so bad after all? "The more blood on my hands, the more my sanity slipped away..." ⚠️I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK FOR THIS STORY⚠️ ⚠️Slight profanity, bleeped out, though⚠️ ❗️I update throughout the entire week EXCEPT on weekends ❗️ 🔆COMPLETE🔆

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It is what it says what it is. Slenderman x Reader. When Scar, Aka you, joins the Creepypastas she did not expect this.......love story to happen

Just your everyday average creepypasta boyfriend scenarios! I'm taking these off my Quotev account and posting them here on Wattpad now, so if the "update" chapters seem weird, that's why. I do apologise if things seem cringey and weird at first, I was sorta young when I first wrote these! Hopefully you can look past that and still enjoy it! Happy reading!

COVER DRAWN BY ME! :) That smile. That damn smile. He was the reason her peaceful life in her small town, Moonsboro, flipped upside down. Out of everyone, he wanted to ruin her. He took everything away from her. She hated him. So why couldn't she stop staring at his smile and wonder what it would feel like against her own? A Jeff the Killer slowburn. (Also posted on AO3 @k_moffy)

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

You never imagined being taken in the night by monsters. That was-until you discovered a realm of ancient secrets, desperate deals, and newfound magic at your doorstep. Now, on the run with a band of serial killers sworn to protect you, it's up to you to save your family before it's too late. But will you have what it takes to defeat the power of a thousand-year-old debt? And, in the end, will you be able to make the ultimate sacrifice-even at the cost of your own life? A book edition of Bugsy Potter's Room Without A View quiz series on Quotev.