『 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭&𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐃𝐢𝐞 』 𝐀 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐧 ༶☆┈┈┈┈🪓୨🖤୧🔪┈┈┈☆༶ You were caught in a fire over a decade ago, and it left you scarred. You didn't have the best life, but after the fire, it did seem to get better. You found your family, they cared for you and took you in. You owe them your life. You ended up working as an assassin, just as the rest of the people in the house. You were confused at first, anyone would be, but your worldview was already skewed. It stayed perfect for years, everything was smooth sailing, other than a few hiccups, and you never worried. But, one day, during a job, you got interrupted. Someone walked in on you, someone all too familiar to you. You couldn't figure out why they were so familiar, though. This person, this boy, you had to know who he was. Even if it killed you. ╔═════🩸☆🖤☆🩸═════╗ 🪓𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞: N/A 🔪𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞: N/A (I didn't track it, and chapters have been edited since) 🪓𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: Just under 8,000+Epilogue 🔪𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 19+Epilogue ╭──────────🩸☆─╮ 💉𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬🪽 ╰─☆🩸──────────╯ ➜ Violence~⌫ ➜ Mentions of abuse~⌫ ➜ Death/Murder~⌫ ➜ Profanity~⌫ ➜ Near Death experiences~⌫ ➜ Mentions of fire~⌫ ╚═════🩸☆🖤☆🩸═════╝

Y/N works at a 24/7 diner. That is until one day, during her night shift, they get some unwanted customers. What happens when a certain delusional murderer decides to keep her instead of shoving a hatchet through her head? This story has been discontinued for now. Warning: Mature content. More information inside. Credits I don't own Ticci Toby, Hoodie, Masky or any of the Creepypastas mentioned in this book. I only own the story. The cover is an edit I made, but the art is not mine. All credits go to the author.

Let her go. She's scared of me She wasn't ever suppose to meet me. Okay... If it makes her life better...I'll let her go. But...At the back of my head One small tiny voice whispered these words... "She needs you. You can't leave her alone" ----------- He was a monster He killed for fun. A sadistic murderer Yet every part of my body still desired him. He was a drug to me. Everytime he touched me I would want more and more. I felt like I would go insane without him. On a cold stormy night, Y/N had gotten lost in the forest. After walking around, she finally met face to face with a infamous killer Ticci Toby. They both felt a connection with each other when their eyes had met each other. Who knew this day would change both of their lives forever? #1 in Creepypasta August 3rd 2018 WARNING MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY Part of the Dead Creepypasta series. Each book can be read alone :) the cover of this book doesn't belong to me. I don't know the artist I just randomly googled Toby and grabbed a random photo Yes me 10/10 author B) SECOND BOOK Jesus freaking Christ. This book is going to use female pronouns for the reader

First time writing on Wattpad, this is an old story from 2 years ago//Toby Rogers and Y/n L/n were the best of friends. She was always there for Toby helping him, she was his only friend. One day Toby stopped going to school because of bullying. So she often visits him, one day when she came to visit. Toby's dad came home and she finally realizes why he was always sad now and then. But then y/n heard that Toby was caught in a fire and died. She was sad, he was her best friend, but one night during a walk in the woods, she met a fimilliar goggled boy.

Ticci Toby x Reader I do not own most of these characters. Hoodie and Masky (Brian and Tim) belong to Marble Hornets. The rest of the Pastas belong to their rightful owners. I don't own the you in the story. That'd be weird- and it's truth. So. Any side characters that I may add are most likely gonna be made up by me, so those characters I do own- I guess. The story cover was not made by me. I just found a photo on Google. This story will be using She/Her pronouns, meaning the you in this story is female. You have been warned. (If this does well, I may make another CreepyPasta x Reader with the reader being male. 👌) --------------- His name was Toby. He was a generally quiet boy around strangers, but was more than annoying and loud around people he knew. Though, he didn't know very many people other than the people he lived with. Kinda rare for a killer to make friends with someone that wasn't like him. Her name was (Y/N). She was sarcastic and generally grumpy towards everyone. She didn't like where she was in life and didn't even know what she wanted to do with it. This lead to her having a generally boring life. She acted as if death couldn't come soon enough. But, things changed. This wouldn't be much of a story if it would've gone otherwise. What happens after one quick encounter? Eh, guess you'll find out soon enough, right? (Please don't have high expectations for this story, I suck at writing. ;-;)

𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻 Tobias Erin Rogers x reader The reader is male and will be referred as He/him but anyone can read it as long as you don't fetishise gay English isn't my first language so I apologize if there's any mistake in my grammar I hope you'll enjoy the story,you can leave comments and vote too,it'll help me stay motivated haha The picture of the book was drawn by me so don't steal it 🤘🏻😋

𝘐𝘯 2013, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘛𝘰𝘣𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪... 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚... I'm not gonna so a TW because you should know what you're getting into if you're reading the damn thing. Anyways, I've been thinking of writing this for months now and I'm finally going to do it. There may or may not be a little 🍋 in this... I'll try to update it at least once a week, but during the summer I'll get to write at least once every couple days. Enjoy <3 ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ૮₍'｡ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ｡₎ა ૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა ૮๑ˊᯅˋ๑ა ૮₍ '𖦹 ˕ ×' ₎ა ૮₍ - ⤙ - ₎ა ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

When a weekend trip to a remote winter lodge turns into a waking nightmare, (Y/n) finds herself stranded in a snow-choked wilderness with something inhuman picking off her friends one by one. As trust crumbles and paranoia spreads, betrayal cuts deeper than any claws ever could. Left for dead and stalked by a creature that wears the faces of the people it kills, (Y/n) has no choice but to rely on the very monster that tore her life apart. What begins as a fragile, uneasy truce twists into something far darker and far more possessive. Because the thing in the woods isn't just hunting her anymore. It's learning. And it's never letting her go. #1 in #skinwalker #1 in #gore #1 in #yanderexreader #1 in #disturbed #1 in #possession #1 in #survival #1 in #yandere #1 in #infatuation #1 in #horror #1 in #sadist #1 in #forcedlove #1 in #reader #1 in #violence #1 in #violent #1 in #protective #1 in #stockholm

Ticci Toby x Reader Update 4/13/2023 Omg I wrote this book a longgggg time ago and then I lost my log in information back then. I can't believe so many people read this lmao. It has so many errors and it's so rushed I'm glad some of you enjoyed it though!

Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.