You're 16 and baby sitting your Mothers bosses son, Nate. You thought it would be an easy night. Nate is only 6 years old and claims to have an imaginary friend. How hard could it be? I don't own Laughing Jack or any other creepypasta's in this story.

"That's right. I am the big bad wolf. You are the little piggy" He licked his lips "I can eat you up whenever I want..." ---------------------- I met him at McDonalds. He order a lot of food that he claimed was for his friends, but I didn't believe a word he said I fell hopelessly in love with him. Then he tried to kill me and eat my kidneys. Y/N lived in a broken world. Every day was a struggle. She was hurt in every way. She struggle with everything. Money, school, love and friendship all weighed her down. However, one lucky day she met a boy named Jack. She fell in love with him almost immediately after she realized how much he cared for her. But.... Jack was Eyeless Jack, a cannibalistic murderer. He was a predator who had his eyes set on Y/N. He didn't do it for "love" of course. He just wanted dessert. Jack tried to kill her over and over again, but continued to fail. He soon realized that it was a part of him who was reluctant in killing her. He began to feel things he never felt before for anyone. He wanted to protect Y/N from the cruel world. He wanted to love her in all ways and kiss her tears away He WAS going to fix her shattered body no matter what. He was her Wolf She was his Pig MATURE CONTENT WARNING YES YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED Part of the Dead Creepypasta series. Each book can be read alone Cover does not belong to me (I only edited the title and etc onto it) I just pulled it off google Yes 10/10 author THIRD BOOK I have no idea why or how, but... here are my highest ranks? #1 In Creepypasta May 20 2018 #1 in EyelessJack May 12 2018 #4 in Comedy June 24 2018 Cough it's a female reader (Male readers are welcomed, but this bookill use she/her pronouns)

Individuals have been reported either missing or dead, and the number of loss has been increasing each month. This is not just something in a small town, but this problem has been occurring throughout the globe. The Creepypastas have tried to cut down their bloodlust and started to aid in the escape of Mutants that have been previously hunted down. Two years had past when they started doing this, and there was no doubt that they'll eventually get tired of going back into the human world and risk their lives for strangers. A blue haired orphan girl is the next target. Bridgett, just like Kira did, will shape the fate of the Creepypastas and her own kind. (Sequel to Psychic, and is also a fan fiction, obviously. Cover still being edited.)

Kira was no ordinary girl. She grew up in a research facility known as Phoenix Corp., used for experiments, and most of all, she had psychic powers. One day, she heard that they were going to open up her head and study her brain. Of course, she couldn't let that happen, so she escaped. As she walked through the woods near the building she used to reside in, she found a mansion. This mansion was full of killers that didn't look like normal beings.

You could feel someone watching, but you didn't know who, You heard all the rumours, but didn't want them to be true, You would work through the day and into the night, But on one fateful evening he became your knight.

Jeff is back by popular demand, in a sequel for To Live without Fear! You and Jeff have settled into your life together, hopping from place to place, going wherever the wind takes you. You haven't had many run-ins with the law ever since you escaped from the mental hospital and Jane's wrath, but there are other, stranger consequences to living with an infamous serial killer, and these consequences come in the form of Jeremy MacArthur. COVER ART BY A-SLEEPLESS-DEATH ON TUMBLR

It's just a glitch on the computer. Nothing major. It happens to everyone. Everyone gets a virus now and then. Right?

Just a simple party with friends can trigger something deep inside of you but this may attract certain attention.

Fate can be.. twisted. Sometimes to the point where it's too messed up to fix it. But what if.. what if it isn't so bad after all? "The more blood on my hands, the more my sanity slipped away..." ⚠️I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK FOR THIS STORY⚠️ ⚠️Slight profanity, bleeped out, though⚠️ ❗️I update throughout the entire week EXCEPT on weekends ❗️ 🔆COMPLETE🔆

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...