𝗘𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗲𝘀 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝘀, 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 ＃𝟭 || As the war ended, another problem has arisen.

A collection of short Erotic stories Story 1: My Seaweed Prince [Completed] Story 2: My Boyfriend is A Seaweed? [On Hold] Story 3: Bitter Jam [Ongoing]

I have never really uploaded anything like this but my friends really liked reading them..even ones who didn't know creepypasta, so I hope you guys enjoy!! :)

"You fucking asshole!" I screamed out pushing his chest away from mine, he stumbled a bit but managed to catch his place. "How dare you show up here you and expect me to except you with open arms...after what you did!" Jeff's eyes turned from amusement to a somewhat angry glare, "Oh boo hoo!" He mimicked, "Still grieving over your mother, thinking her death his my fault." Jeff's smile widened, "And you failed to protect her," My blood was far beyond boiling at this point, "You're weak, pathetic. I honestly regret not finishing you off that night!" He spat taking a few steps towards me, "Shut up!" I hissed back, stumbling backwards a bit. His tall structure seemed to loom over my small one as he pinned me against the wall, he gruesome face a mere few inches from mine at this point. Jeff only said one simple sentence, "You're nothing." Hugo has always had a rough life, her father was never around so she was raised by her mother. When she was eleven, she was raped by a group of boys and left to freeze in the forest. And now at age seven-teen she was forced to watch her own mother be murdered by him. Known to most of the world as Jeff The Killer, but he didn't kill her that night. He left her alive for his own amusement, to watch her slowly go insane. To watch every single nerve in her body shut down, as she would scream bloody murder. Then, he would kill her. To make every drop of blood flow out of her body. At least that's what he thought, now he doesn't know why he keeps her alive. He can't bring himself to end her life, not yet.

They say that when a killer doesn't kill you the moment he is supposed to, then he definitely has a thing for you. So what does it mean when Ben comes to kill Christianna, but is hesitant about it? They embark on a struggle of suffering, hope, and love...but what if Ben has failed?

*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.

**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. ~*~*~

Dear Kali, I’m sorry that I’m a killer. I'm sorry that I will not return. I'm sorry that you are afraid of me. I'm sorry that Jeff likes you. I'm sorry that I wasn't able to protect you. Please forgive me. ~Toby Rodgers.

Kali is a 16year old girl, she is just a normal girl seeking for new excitement in life. Her mother does the best for the family, her dad is a drug-obsessed, alcoholic. Kali's older brother is happily moving out of the house and into his Girlfriend's house with her cheerful family. It's only Kali, her dad, and mom left now. Kali's closet friend goes by the name, Toby. They have very much in common, even they're family has things in common. After the death of Toby's sister, things just haven't been the same with him. She has noticed he starting skipping school, and Kali started to worry about her friend. He ignores her calls, and doesn't respond to the spams of texts she sends. After a few weeks, the news report he had ran away. Kali is worried, and decides to find Toby. Is this a good idea? Or something she will regret?

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