This book is so embarrassing- 💀 !This is not a sequel! [Finished]

You are an investigator for the town of (Town/name). In the past resent weeks there have been killings with no evidence to follow. But who new that a creature was watching the investigations just out of eyesight. Image by: ~Paradoxiod on deviantart Character by: Eric Knudsen Story by: Me :3

Yep. This is a sequel to my Jeff the killer x child reader. Y/N and Jeff had been a happy family since Zalgo attacked. She is now 10 and has to live through the struggles of being in the family of pastas and being a human child.

Sequel is out! There aren't many stories like this, so I decided why not? this story is about a child named Y/N who gets adopted by the creepypastas. (No photos are mine, unless said otherwise. They go to the rightful owners) Finished

The one thing every living creature has in common is fear. Fear keeps us alive, drives us forward, and makes us still. Jeff the Killer thought he knew everything about fear. He was an artisan, and fear was his craft. Until the day he met the girl who didn't feel fear at all. COVER ART BY KAWACY ON DEVIANTART

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

No hate pls!!

What a wonderful web of lies isn't it?~ Lowkey..... please let this cringe work die bc it's rough, I've literally never even proof read my own work and it's truly almost 3 - 4-ish years old. Let her rest in peace. ;-; like I posted chapter one I'm pretty sure on deviantart. And I know I haven't been on that since 6th grade.....

Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.