Two worlds are brought together into one one story. RFA's hacker boy has done the impossible. Days are ticking by before time is up and you slip out of his grasp once again... Whenever your day isn't going the you planned it to, always count on Seven to add a splash of fun, shower you with crazy and love, with just a dash of Honey Buddha~ "Once you start, you can't go back~" NOTE: Contains fluff and angst. Caution for the faintest of hearts! Highest Rank: #1 in #707xreader

Caution: This is a sequel! Please check out the two previous installments to this trilogy before proceeding! Thank you :D ~~~ It is your daughter's fifth birthday and you and Toby have been living in peace at the Slender Mansion since Zero was restored to his original form as Zalgo, the king of the Creepypastas. The voice in your head has disappeared and nobody has tried to drain your blood. Life has been good. At least, it WAS going well until your father makes a reappearance in a physical form. For some reason, he wants your daughter. As you and Toby face your most challenging opponent yet, you must protect your daughter and your friends. You can handle that, right? [Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Creepypastas mentioned or the world they reside in.]

~Warning! This story is a sequel, so if you haven't read the first book (Savior) I would recommend checking it out! :)~ Three months have passed and your wedding day has arrived. You're nervous beyond belief but you've never been happier. You make it through your ceremony in a joyous daze, but when a strange and oddly familiar man crashes the after party, you prepare yourself for your next big adventure. Can your new marriage withstand the tension? ~I do NOT own any of the creepypastas or the world they reside in~

A box with nothing but Sawyer's name has appeared on her doorstep. What's inside? A phone with a single app installed; PastaChat. ×Inspired by Mystic Messenger× *Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Creepypastas*

Many ordinary things you see in fanfics that sometimes make no absolute sense :D That I should point it out in a book. *This is not meant to offend anyone*

~"The wind tugged at your hair as you sat on a bench and read your book. You had an uneasy feeling, like you were being watched, but you ignored it. You didn't know he was behind you."~ Living with your drunken mother had been a living hell. Everyday, you wished for nothing more than to leave. One night when you're home alone, your wish comes true. A strange boy with orange goggles and a stripped hoodie shows up and takes you to a place were there are people like you; rejects of society. For once in your life, you felt like you belonged somewhere, but your life was about to take another drastic turn. *DISCLAIMER: I do not own any if the creepypastas, their stories, or the SlenderMansion. I also do not own you x)*