The one thing every living creature has in common is fear. Fear keeps us alive, drives us forward, and makes us still. Jeff the Killer thought he knew everything about fear. He was an artisan, and fear was his craft. Until the day he met the girl who didn't feel fear at all. COVER ART BY KAWACY ON DEVIANTART

(Y/N) (L/N) was always a fan of creepypasta. She wasn't necessarily crazy obsessed with it, but she found the stories interesting. Sure she had pondered the idea of them actually existing but that just seemed crazy, like something that'd only happen in a book. However, one night she receives a visitor she was never expecting. --- As the title says this is a BEN x reader! Tbh I only chose BEN because I need someone whose backstory I knew well enough XD. Anyway hope you enjoy! There will be other pastas in the story and since I know many of you like more than one pasta, there will be some fluff between (Y/N) and the other pastas There is some swearing in the book so if you're uncomfortable with that, you might want to skip this one. It's not constant but it's there. I do not own the cover photo or any image that appears in this book. I only own the story itself. I only added the Sunny D to the original photo for the cover. !!!!!!!DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU ARE ALLERGIC TO SUNNY D!!!!!!! Lowkey Sunny D x Reader 😉😉😉

THIRD BOOK IN THE KILLER ROMANCE SERIES (SPOILER IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE OTHER BOOKS) -+- There were two years and six months taken from you. Jeff described that time as being similar to Hell. He was there through thick and thin, but he didn't want you to have to deal with the pain. He did everything to keep his secret, yet you still wonder what the reasons for some of his actions were. He held empty promises, told lies, and even tried to make you live in a fake romance story. But in the end, all he wanted was to be in love with you. Right? These are those lost memories. -+- Jeff lived a conflicting life. None of his actions ever had a long-term effect. Kill, run, sleep, grieve. That's it. He feels his sanity go back and forth between light and dark as he experiences a feeling he's never felt before. He doesn't understand what it is, but it does seem to get him into a lot more trouble than usual. He wonders if fate has decided to bestow another chance upon him as a distant relative returns. Does he want to go back to his old ways? You snapped him into true insanity. -+- This is the third book in the Killer Romance series. Do not read unless you have read both "Killer Romance" and "Sweet Insomnia". It's written entirely from Jeff's point of view. (Jeff The Killer x Reader) (Reader Insert) I don't own Jeff and I don't own you. Picture used in the cover isn't mine. Credit to the creator. Fourth book, anyone? -+- 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.

SECOND BOOK IN THE KILLER ROMANCE SERIES (SPOILER IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE FIRST BOOK) -+- You were left broken. Heart crushed to pieces, you try to forgive and forget, but your mind keeps darting back to the subject. Nearly a month after the incident, you're released from the hospital and sent home... or so it seems. You struggle to eat, drink, and sleep knowing that a killer- one that you're very familiar with- is still on the streets. One dark, disturbing, creepy evening, you experience a repeat of the night that your life changed. But how much of it is actually real? Mind trapped into a spiral, you try to decipher what is really going on. What types of lies are hidden underneath the seams of what is thought to be your past? Do you even know what trust is anymore? He's back. And he's more determined than ever. -+- *1st Place in Jeff the Killer 2015 Winter Creepypasta Awards and EA: Best Written (@Creepypasta_Awards)* *#260 in Fanfiction* -+- Second book in the Killer Romance Series. I still don't own Jeff, and I still don't own you. (Jeff the Killer x Reader) Picture used in the cover also isn't mine, so credit to the creator. -+- 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.

Wattpad's very first Creepypasta Zodiac book! ONLY UNTIL 100 CHAPTERS

A murdered father has left Hope's life in shambles. With limited support in her life she feels alone. So what happens when a mysterious man comes into her life and flips it around?

Ten days? You have ten days left to live, but in those ten days, you have to act like you're dating him. What type of situation is that? A messed up one. Petty secrets... Incumbent lies... Weird, right? You don't even know this guy and, quite frankly, you're scared to death. It almost seems like fate is tempting you, slowly luring you into a black hole of what your life will soon be. But what will happen if Jeff seems to slowly attach himself to you? Will his protective actions be enough to keep away those dirty secrets and lies that are locked away in the barricades of his mind? Some lies may just be a cover, and some truths may lead to others, but there is an even bigger picture that you may not be alive to paint. Your life is about to turn into a nightmare. How many days will you last? (The reader is identified as female in this story. However, this does not mean other gender identities cannot read this.) -+- *1st Place in Jeff the Killer 2015 Summer Creepypasta Awards (@Creepypasta_Awards)* *1st Place in Creepy/Evil/Supernatural 2015 Summer xReader FanFiction Awards (@FanFiction_Awards)* *#210 in Fanfiction* -+- First book in the Killer Romance Series. (Jeff the Killer x Reader) I don't own Jeff the Killer and I don't own you. Most of the characters presented in this book do not belong to me. Picture used in the cover isn't mine. Credit to the creator. -+- 2023 UPDATE: I wrote this story almost 10 years ago when I was a teenager. Reading back through it now, I can see so many things I wish I wrote differently. So many things that I find just... cringy. It's one of the reasons I cannot complete the series. I really wish that one day I'll rewrite this entire thing to be more sensible. For now, I hope that you can enjoy what gave me so much joy as a teen. Thank you to everyone who has come back to leave such nice comments after so many years. I will return to writing one day.

"Y/N. Just say one word. Hoodie or me?" "I-I don't-..." I paused. The words wouldn't come out right. My eyes darted from Hoodie to Masky ¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿? Y/N was a young girl who lived a normal life. She had everything she needed and was prepared to graduate from university and find a job, then finally start her life. But.. That would never happen She was home alone one night. Two men broke in and took her far away from her home. They took her into a world of darkness and evil. Creepypåsta's realm. A place where no human could enter without being with another creepy pasta. She was trapped there until she accepted her role as a new creepypasta member and the new proxy of Slenderman. But there are some strange things Y/N has been seeing. There are predators after her. Monsters. Things taken over with insanity and darkness. They want to devour her heart. Masky and Hoodie had been assigned to protect her at all costs. And guess what happens between the three of them? A huge love triangle that seems to be impossible to fix. "T H E Y A R E A L W A Y S W I T H U S" Mature content in this story. Part of the Dead Creepypasta series. Each book can be read alone All photos belong to someone else nothing belongs to me except for the writing Enjoy the story FIRST BOOK :)) Cough cough this will be written as a female reader

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}

[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