When The Clock Strikes Midnight (Jeff the Killer x Reader) Your mother died when you were a kid, and she died in such a strange manner. You knew it wasn't natural, you knew someone was behind that. Now, as you turn fifteen, the killer that has been on the loose for years has finally shown himself to you. He tries his hardest to be scary and mysterious, but really, you find him adorable and almost want to laugh at his attempts to frighten you. I mean seriously, threatening phone calls are kind of overdone, don't you think? You play along, acting as the scared victim, but things suddenly become serious when your best friend is kidnapped. Also, you apparently "belong" to him. Pfft, what a joke. As deals, perverts, secrets, and true killers are revealed, your life will suddenly make sense as you deal with the multiple innuendos thrown your way. Plus, you begin wondering who your dad is, since you've never met him, and oh man, your face when you meet him is priceless. -- Beware the Following: Ben's perversion. Offenderman's rose. Sally's hugs. Jane's jealously. And cliffhang- -- All characters involved in Creepypasta rightfully belong to their own authors and are in no way part of my own creation.

Story begins two years after Jeff murdered his family. He meets a girl named Bree, whos dealing with Self harm and depression, due to isolation and self doubt. Jeff falls in love with a girl for the first time but does she feel the same way? Or is she still too lost in herself to be capable ?

**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. ~*~*~

**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. ~*~*~

This is still processing through my mind. Jeff the Killer couldn't kill me. I desperately wanted to know why. Why me? Why not me? Did he like me? Ha. Of course not. He's a killer. And I had the feeling that I would be a victim eventually. I don't know what to do anymore. I've seen death before. I see them everywhere now. All because of him. But without him, I wouldn't be alive right now. I owe him so much..... I owe him my life.... And one day, he'll grab his knife and take it. ((Jeff the Killer Fanfiction.))

A young woman has the displeasure of meeting Jeff the Killer when he tries to murder her. Everyone has an adam's apple.

She was fairly average. She wasn't super popular but wasn't really disliked, she wasn't bullied or picked on but she knew people did talk about her behind her back. We all know that kind of person. Maybe you are that person. But what happens when a fairly good day goes sour and only by a note found in her locker, the phrase 'You're Next!' written on the white paper in blood? Attention is nice, but only when it's wanted. This is the kind of unwanted attention that makes you feel annoyed.... and scared.

You have ten days before you die. The infamous "Jeff the Killer" shows up one night to kill you, but creates a deal with you instead. If you survive ten days, you live. If you don't, well, you obviously die. Fun, right? The only problem is that you laugh every time you see him. His face is just so funny! How will you control yourself? What if he starts to love you? Ha! He's a nasty, blood-sucking, gay-as-hell jerk-face. There's no way you'd fall for that. He was the one that broke into your house, so he was gonna play by your rules. Every time he insults your slutty friend- slap in the face! Every time he calls you stupid and a whale- slap in the face! Will you survive all ten days with this inconsiderate asshole? -+- This is a JTK x Reader from second person point of view. It's a parody of my other fanfiction, "Killer Romance" This is the funny version, and the other one is the serious version. I don't own most of the characters. (Jeff The Killer x Reader PARODY) WARNING: Contains lots of sarcasm and swearing. IF YOU DON'T LIKE RACIST JOKES AND/OR GET OFFENDED BY HUMOR, DON'T READ THIS. Good luck to those of you who persevere onward. I'm sorry if your family looks at you crazy for laughing like a maniac at your phone or crying because of how pathetic and stupid this book is. Most of the plot is exactly how it is in the original book, so DON'T GET MAD IF IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE. Co-me-dy. It's not meant to make sense. -+- 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.

*Editing* - PART 1 OF 3 (Heart Shaped Blood Stains) - Kate Chambers was a sixteen year old sophomore, already moved out and on her own with her best friend Kyle, and living a completely normal life... That is until she finds a strange picture in Kyle's bedroom, of a man with a white face, a carved, fleshy smile, and silvery white eyes. From there, her IP address and curiosity unleashed her fate with a man named Jeff Woods, also known as, Jeff the Killer. He kidnaps her, keeps her for himself, and ushers her into a world of killing and insanity. As much as she wants to forget, to fight the feeling, and to return home, her past is destroyed, and she cannot fight the insane killer she has become. The reason why being: she falls in love, with Jeff the Killer. [the story's so much better than the description... please read!]

*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.