(Y/n) is what people qualify as an average teenager. Going to school, meeting friends and hanging out with her boyfriend. But what makes (Y/n) different is her past. She hasn't told anyone, and everything that happened in the first 13 years of her life are a mystery to all. Until a meet up with a certain someone brings it back up. What will happen when she reunites with her long lost friends? *UNLESS I SAY A PICTURE IS MINE, ALL IMAGES I USE IN THIS HAVE BEEN FOUND ONLINE. ALL CREDIT GOES TO ORIGINAL CREATORS*

You fell on your knees as Jeff had the gun on his hand,aiming at your head. "What are you waiting for?!! Shoot me already!" you yelled at him. "I can't! Especially to you Y/N!!" he said as he stopped aiming at your head. You sighed "Fine,if you won't do it... I will" you quickly kicked the gun off his hand and catched it in mid-air. Aiming at your head while holding the trigger and smiling while a tear rolling down your eye, "Goodbye Jeff" you plainly say. "NO Y/N YOU IDIOT--" A loud BANG was heard all over the forest.

**Highest rank in Horror: 61** {Since May 19, 2018} ~*•~•*~ "You okay? Jack asked, once he returned with an aid-kit in his hand. "Yeah." I stated. I hiccuped. Jack frowned. "You're lying." ~*•~•*~ It's hard to keep secrets, when you hiccup every time you tell a lie. Keeping secrets, was pretty damn hard for you. Sometimes people need privacy too, but in this case, nope. The Angels decided to punish you. Sometimes you wonder, is this all just a dream? Or is this a blood-curling nightmare? One things for sure. ~*•~•*~ This ride, will never end. 《This is a Laughing Jack X Reader Fanfiction》(#Creepypasta Genre) Supporters: Everybody :) By: @iPsychoPast Cover is not mine, but was edited by me. :) !WARNING!: This book contains slight gore, strong language, and violence. !Disclaimer!: I do not own you, you own you. :) I also do not own any Creepypasta characters in this book. They all belong to their rightful owner. Also this book was based on a K-Drama I really loved. It's called Pinocchio and it's reallllllyyyyy gooooddd. You guys should watch it :) Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoy!~ ^-^ ♡

(Your name) is a quiet and mysterious 5 year old . Her parents thought she was insane and so decided to take her to tests to confirm it . Sadly the tests were positive and so she was thrown into an insane asylum camp for kids and teens . She slowly got even more insane and was taken out of the camp and was put in a white room never to be sent free , never to see her family or even to make friends or so she thought ......... Read and find out more ~ *sequel out now*

Hyperactive Kory is moving in with his mom, his new stepdad, and his stepdad's son. His sexy new stepbrother, Trace, takes an instant dislike to Kory. As Kory tries to get Trace to like him so they can get along living together, he finds himself becoming a little too attracted to his new stepbrother.

Isn't it funny how one minute you're in this perfect bubble, distorted from reality but then like all bubbles it pops and you're left facing the cold hard truth? This is exactly what happens to Juniper Bay. His boyfriend is abusive confusing obsession with love. He's falling apart scared of the world around him, this is until Sage and Niko come into his life. The best friends who also happen to be sex gods come crashing into his life but there's one catch with them. They don't just share secrets... but lovers as well. Will Juniper be able to handle these boys or will he fall back into the black hole that was his former life?

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.