I Need A New Phone 'Cos Jeff the Dick Broke It. Now I Can't Use Tumblr Anymore. (Also My Wi-Fi Went Out.) Camryn Reynolds is that one girl who never puts down her phone. It's like her life. She's a Tumblr girl and is very passionate about it. She's weird, awkward and hangs out with people just as weird. But, of course, rumor spreads of the notorious Jeff the Killer and she's immediately intrigued. Little did she know that the smiling killer is actually real. She realizes this when she comes face-to-face with the man. Unfortunately, he breaks her phone which nobody on this Earth should ever, EVER do. So Jeff is forced to be her slave as payment/punishment for breaking her precious phone, Richard. Yes, its name is Richard. Can Jeff repay his seemingly endless debt or will he stay Camryn's man-servant...FOREVER?! He probably won't repay his debt. Yeah, he definitely won't. This is something Jeff never expected: to be enslaved by an introvert who could care less that all of the CreepyPastas she reads are real. [WARNING: LOTS OF STUPID]

He's only felt this love for one person and one person only. He just doesn't want the same thing to happen again. He just doesn't want to let her down. But his insanity stands in the way of everything. Sometimes even his emotions.

[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.

An ominous night, and he awakens within an empty house. He strides through the rooms, watching, waiting, but there is no one to accompany him, no light to pay him comfort, and no plan to bid his escape. The walls are dusty and bare, and he is unable to recognize them. Photographs remain empty. Scratches cover the faces of who used to exist. An entity has brought him, and it has disappeared as quickly as he begins to hear the ringing. Fragments of the sound illuminate the dark halls. He visions a masked man, one with pride and boredom, but his imagination runs too wild. The masked man approaches, and his apparition comes to life. He raises a knife above his head. The man stands behind the creaky door and lights a match, framing the darkness of the hallway as he asks, "Why must the noise be so quiet?" The wind replies with a song. The window is sick of the sound. The masked man conceals an inner smile and whispers to himself. He lowers the knife. A clock on the wall reverses his memory, and the hour reverts to midnight. The house is silent. -+- 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.

The Reality Of It All On that fateful day when one man became a monster, life has set a course for the men and women destined to cross paths with him. This man was just a boy who let go of all sanity in one night that ended the lives of his loved ones. His name was Jeff and, that was all he remembered. Now he will go through the trials of the life he lives, in order to come to terms with himself. -Deception -Friendship -Disorder -Equality These trials will teach the destined men and women something only a monster could teach. The only catch? There's no such thing as a happy ending, especially with a killer. There's only two options for everyone: survive or die. This is not another love story. This will never be that kind of story. This is life. This is the reality of it all. Let the trials commence. [TRIGGER WARNINGS]: Suicide, mental/physical abuse, substance abuse, murder, self-harming, bullying, mental disorders, homosexuality, homophobia, religious subjects.

Infamous Jane the Killer brings terror and violence to a city in Maryland. Still consumed with hatred and violent rage from her accident eight years ago, she sets fear and paranoia in the hearts of many citizens. She's become a cold, angered woman with nothing but vile and anger coursing through her veins. But, when she's out in the city one night, she runs into this boy. Seventeen-year-old Elijah Hemming lives alone in his wealthy estate. A kind, innocent boy like him would be a terrible mix with Jane's personality. Though despite her rudeness to him, he still persists to treat her like a true woman and not a monster; giving her hospitality and his company. And with each smile he gives, Jane can't help but feel a little warmer with him. But, the one concern on her corrupted mind is: Can she be able keep him pure and innocent or will she end up having to leave just to keep him breathing?

You know your favorite creepypasta fanfic? Well this girl just made a crack book for it Hold on tight and enjoy the ride of Cruel and Blue crack (￣▽￣) rated pg for cursing don't read if you don't like cursing & if you don't like cursing don't be such a tsun-tsun you know you like it If not then ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Had to make a second book because the first one was too full, apparently 200 chapters is too much XD Enjoy! (Again, I do not own some pictures)

***I do not own the pictures*** What are them Creepypastas up to?... Who knows, read to find out!

*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.