3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

*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.

[1st installment of the KP Series] Elizabeth always knew she was a special sort. Her family and friends knew too. She's an introvert and feels like a weirdo wherever she goes, even in her own home. But what happens when she encounters a man known to the world as a notorious monster? Jeff the killer. She never thought he was real; only stories told at school to freak people out. And now that he's come into her life, she'll discover just why she's so special. Monsters, killers, wraiths, and supernatural entities--how special can one get? There will be love, and loss, and triumph, and hope, all for a greater purpose: The human realm needs a protector, and that's Elizabeth. --- [S E Q U E L : Cruel & Blue (Eyeless Jack story)] *****-1st Place in Jeff the Killer-***** Cover art by: Asur-Fallinplim on deviantArt Disclaimer: Most, if not all, CreepyPastas presented throughout this story do not belong to the author. All credit goes to the original creators of those characters, anonymous or not.

Blake and Ray are two different people. Blake is the innocent good girl while Ray is the deadly quiet Bad Boy. The only ties they have together is their best friends who happen to be dating eachother. And Blakes best friend just happens to be her twin sister, Tessa. Tessa is a bad girl, she does what she wants and she doesn't care if she gets away with it or not. What happens when Tessa tries to bring innocent twin sister into her world of gangs, sex, drugs, and violence...what happens when Ray helps lure her in. ~ Soon Ray began to skim his lips across the curve of my neck, the way he seems to like, his arms uncrossed and his hands moved down to grip my waist. "When you do that," I let out, my voice unusually husky, "I feel weird." "Weird?" He asked before pressing a soft kiss to the juncture. I nodded my head and gripped his shoulders firmly. "Yeah, I feel all tingly, there's this knot on my stomach that comes when you're doing stuff like this, and when you took you're clothes off last night." Ray chuckled, placing another kiss on my skin, this time on my jaw. "You're feeling horny Blakey." Ray finally said after awhile of him just nipping at my skin, which felt wonderful by the way. "Horny," I asked, shocked. "You mean, sexually aroused?" I asked again, still in surprise. I can't believe this whole time I was aroused, and aroused sexually at the most. "Yes, Babe, you're sexually aroused. That's one sign that you might like a person, one of the first." Highest Rank: #1 Teen Fiction #6 in Romance THIS BOOK IS AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE AS AN EBOOK OR PAPERBACK ON AMAZON AND KINDLE. Cover by @Eveninglatte

*** I am now 20 and wrote this at 14*** **I know its cringy sorry!* Emily is awakened one night by a strange teenage boy. Who happened to be gorgeous, but What happens when she falls in love with Jeff the killer? and What if He loves her too?

Maya's just a normal girl. Unfortunately, she is the only girl to have escaped Jeff the Killer. When she escapes she thinks it's over, but she has no idea that this is just the beginning of her love-filled nightmare.

Being adopted is hard, being adopted by a serial killer is even harder. Cover by: Verde56

Lyric just started her senior year of high school when she meets Jeff the Killer. He had fallen in love with her before she even knew he existed, but she hates him...or she thinks she does.( I don't own any of the pictures used, I found them on Google Images.)

Her father died. Her mother is dating someone else. Murder has broken out in her quiet town. Her life is turned upside down. Rose meets someone. A lone stranger who lives in a house of misfits, whereas; he himself, is a misfit. Her town isn't big enough for two...