all in the title

It's all about zodiacs . . I don't own any pics

There are so many of these, I know. I don't know if I will continue this, I started it because I'm REALLY bored. Hope you enjoy! BTW this is my first story and blah blah blah :p

Creepypasta Zodiac Book It's one of the five zodiac I have written, if you enjoy you're welcome to check out any other books I have written. Strated: 1st of August 2020 Ended: 21st of October 2021 Top ranks!: Creepypasta Zodiac: First place! Lulu: First Place! Hobo: First Place! Homicidal Liu/Sully: Second place! Hobo Heart: Third place!

Zodiac signs that involves Creepypasta. Play around and see who, how, why, where, and what you're signs do. Request are ALWAYS open. I hope you enjoy. Cover by me

Oh look...another Creepypasta Zodiac Book... Sigh.

Zodiac signs that involves Creepypasta. Play around and see who, how, why, where, and what you're signs do. Request are ALWAYS open. I hope you enjoy. Cover by me.

"You, it can't be true. You're alive?" she paused. "How can this be true, you died. Everyone died that day! You can't be alive" The boy just looked at her with no emotions, his eyes grazing over hers. "Believe it, I'm alive and well. Just tell me where he is" She took a step back and whispered to herself, "You can't be real" she's in denial, "I watched your house burn, I saw the burnt bodies," her voice cracking as it grew louder, "You're not real!" she screamed and ran with tears falling from her eyes. "Tsk, wrong answer" he mumbled and took off after her. ____________________ I do not own Creepypasta, I only own the plot, some characters, and the cover of the book! All rights reserved. ____________________ Part 1 of 3 books!!

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

[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