The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought...
Jeff killed everyone in your family. You didn't mind when it was just your parents. But then he killed your brother. Your adorable little brother was gone. Would you want to get revenge on Jeff? Or would you still love him the same?
He's only felt this love for one person and one person only. He just doesn't want the same thing to happen again. He just doesn't want to let her down. But his insanity stands in the way of everything. Sometimes even his emotions.
You are a shy high school girl. You meets a killer * coughs * Jeff the killer Will you learn to love this killer? Will you forgive him ? Will he love you back ? Read to find out
This story is going to be about Y/N that feels like she dosent matter in life and no one loves her, she just feels like she is alone in life. Then one night as she is sleeping, Jeff brakes into her house and kills her whole family, and tries to kill her. Be aware, Its my first Creepypasta story, so just be slow with...
Lyric just started her senior year of high school when she meets Jeff the Killer. He had fallen in love with her before she even knew he existed, but she hates him...or she thinks she does.( I don't own any of the pictures used, I found them on Google Images.)
A young woman has the displeasure of meeting Jeff the Killer when he tries to murder her. Everyone has an adam's apple.
When Jeff breaks into Livia's home, there is only one thing she can think of. Oh my god, it's Jeff the freaking Killer, in her house! The daranged CreepyPasta addict just can't seem to drive herself away.
Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.
"Purr for me, kitten." he smirked, twirling that damned blade of his. "No," she snarled. ** original cover picture, before edited by me, was made by Ruberman Rodriguez.