These Creepypasta's become your boyfriends! Have fun! Cover by me.

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

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

(COMPLETE) Book 2 of Red Wrists and Bad Dreams! Book Three is also out and being worked on!

Third book to my Masky x Reader series! This is way way less of an x reader than it is an average story. (Y/n) and Masky have a little girl named Mist, who they try to raise as human as possible away from the Creepypasta mansion. With her unknown past on her back, Mist struggles to understand the strange occurances in her life. Join the characters you know and love (or don't love) from the previous books in this edge-of-your-seat addition to "Red Wrists and Bad Dreams" and "Pink Scars and Sweet Nightmares". Prepare for more mind-blowing plot twists than before, and cliffhangers that will leave you crawling back for more in third and final book of the Masky x Reader trillogy.

This is my first creepypasta story so I hope you little Bolts enjoy ^^ ~~~ What would you do if a man came into your house and offered you a job as a killer? Would you go with him, fall in love with him, and sacrifice everything to keep him? Or would you knee him where the sun don't shine and call the cops? *May include slight lemons*

Are you in love with a lot of your favorite Creepypasta characters and wonder what you love life would be like if you dated him well this story will help you.

When I stare at his emerald eyes I see hope, but when I see his smirk forming... I know I'm going to regret this...

"AHHHHH!" You screamed as you fell "THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA!" You see light as you keep falling and soon find yourself being launched in the air. You thankfully grab onto a branch still holding onto the bag of items. You look down and gulp. "What now?" You growled looking for a way down to the dirt without falling back into the pit. There was no way back down other then falling into the pit again. WARNING- self harm, harsh language, gore and blood will be in this story!

[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