coz·en /ˈkəz(ə)n/ "trick or deceive." __ Moving wasn't so easy, you never knew that living in a different state would take so many turns, so many deceiving people and so many mysteries that left scars. As you started school you met two different kinds of people: good people and bad people. But there was this one specific boy that caught your eye, and so did his eyes caught you, rumors tainted him as someone who you wouldn't want to be close with. But the closer you got to him the more you realized how wrong people thought of him, until one single confession ruined everything, taking twisted turns and so many traumatic events. __ This is a rewrite of my first book of Bloody Painter! The cover and edits were done by me! The drawing was made by: プティ10日より垢移動 Or @4696fox on Twitter! Check them out they're amazing!!

High school. The time to think about the future. Where to go. What to do. The time for students to make memories with friends in school. But not every student. Y/n's friends moved out of town to a different school. She could talk to them on her phone, but she was alone in the school. There was no one to talk to or hang out with. Picking partners in classes felt awkward. Sitting alone during lunch was depressing. Freshman year and Sophomore year were the hardest years of school. It was Junior year when y/n found a letter in her locker. There was no name. Just a smiling face. My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and difficult to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :).

Talutah is a little strange, but the only one who cares about me. Unlike my mother who takes out all of her drunken rage on me. Like me, Talutah had enough of her. Unlike me, Talutah is not afraid to kill. She is insane, but she is still my best friend. No one belives in her existence. Nobody understands. Text in bold- voices in head Text italicized- Talutah talking (Text in bold and italicized is Talutah's voice in head. Same for Sully. y/n- your name h/c- hair color e/c- eye color f/s- favorite candy My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and difficult to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :).

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

[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

Halloween. Y/n's favorite holiday. All she has to do is put on a mask and no one will know it's her. Bullies can't find her even if she was standing in front of them. She keeps her costume secret every year to keep bullies from discovering who she is. But they aren't the only ones who are unaware. My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and difficult to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :).

An accident during a competition shattered her life in the horse world. Her life is now in a wheelchair. Her only friend on main campus was a shattered doll that she fixed and took care of. She didn't know that the porcelain doll will change her life. For the better or the worst she doesn't know. Yet. I don't see a lot of these so decided to give it a try. I needed another project to work on while I do "Blank Face". I might do one more Creepypasta. *Contains strong language* Y/N- your name L/N- last name E/C- eye color H/C-hair color F/C- favorite color Hrs/C-horse color F/R- favorite restraunt ___- time skip pov- point of view

White skin. Black eyes. White lips. Black tentacle hair. White pointed teeth. Black dress. Y/n has a protective father and is given limited time outside. She has no favorite color and no favorite hobby other than reading and killing. She is outside only during moon-lit nights. White moon. Black sky. White stars. Black shadows. There is no such thing as color to her. Only black, white, and gray. Light and shadow is the only thing she knows. My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and difficult to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :).

My emotions are trapped inside of me. I try to express them freely. I've tried for years, but I always fail. The kids in my school call me Blank Face. They sing and mock me. They think that I don't care. They think that I am an empty vessel rather than a person, but they are wrong. I am empty only on the outside. They don't understand. They never will. ---- I've watched her walk around in the woods with her friends many times. Emptyness. That's all I see in her face. Plain. That's all I hear in her voice. At first, my intension was to kill her. But then something happened that changed everything. *Strong language* This is my first X Reader fan fiction. So I don't have any experience in this kind of thing. But it will be good to try something new. (I know that Toby twitches/ticks, I'm just too lazy to put in every twitch he makes. He ticks throughout the whole story, it's just not in writing.) Key: Y/N- your name E/C- eye color H/C- hair color F/C- favorite color F/B- favorite book ________- time skip

Y/n is happy where she is. She works hard and has good friends. She doesn't remember her past but it doesn't bother her. Her restless nights do. Y/n- your name F/c- favorite color F/a- favorite animal H/t- home town My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and dificut to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :). (Made another Jason the Toymaker book because I'm madly in love with him. PLEASE POP THROUGH YOUR BLUE DOOR AND SWEEP ME AWAY!!)