Masky x Fem. Reader This book contains content that is NOT for the faintest of hearts. Targeted towards 18+ audience. Murder, Gore, Stockholm Syndrome, Domestic Violence, Rape, etc will be topics in this book. This is your only warning. ... Masky is infatuated with Reader.

"you think hurting me will lessen your pain, but let me tell you will also burn in this flames of revenge..." I said with out most calmness looking into his hazel pairs that hunts me the secend it falls into mine. His grip only tighten more around my throat cutting my air supply nearly making me wiggle out his grip but fail badly he is tightening the grip every sec... He said nothing like always. Making me frustrate. But after a movement of silence he whispers coming dangerous closer... "Revenge is an excuse to prey on others for fun..." Brushing his lips with mine very lightly it sends shiver down my spine... " But I'm not a toy thing, bastard!!.." I hissed as his other hand moved to my left breast squeezing it tightly. Tears brim in back of my eyes but I didn't let them fall... He shouldn't see me weak infront of him or... beneath him... He squeezed more this time making me close my eyes taking deep breath to restrain myself from moaning... "You are nothing but just a spoil brat who only know how to use his power in wrong wa- aghh..." His smirk stretched more as his chuckled. "Spoiled, huh?!" With that he slammed his lips with mine desparately. I wish I could have run away that day... ⚠️triggered warning⚠️adults content 🔞 matured ahead (21+) violence, blood, sexual assault... traumatic experience(Maybe) So.. if you're under age respectfully leave...🙂🔪

Trigger Warning: rape, incest, murder, suicide Twelve year old Penelope Cruz was molested and abused by her demented older brother for years. One day, he finally takes it too far and accidentally kills her, but claims she committed suicide. Suspicious, their parents try to look further into it. As the investigation of her death progresses, her brother begins to worry that they'll find out what he did, and he'll do anything to make sure the true cause of her death stays a secret. That is, until Penelope herself returns. This is my entry for the #WelcomeToTheBlumhouse contest! I hope you enjoy it.

[Creepypasta x Reader] ❝ I was walking in my woods, hanging up my pages on trees, when I heard someone calling out 'Mommy?'❞ Cover art is not mine, it rightfully belongs to @/PslenDy on DeviantArt. I did, however, edit the cover. ••• 6 year old (Y/N) was found by Slenderman after her alcoholic mother abandoned her in the woods. He adopts her as his own child. 9 years later, he gets a note from Zalgo. Either he creates an army to fight, or he loses everything and everyone that he loves. ••• !!WARNING!! MATURE THEMES AHEAD. STORY INCLUDES: - gore - murderers - serial killers - several mental illnesses (mentioned and displayed) - kidnapping - child abandonment ••• HIGHEST RANKS !MOST IMPRESSIVE! #46 in jeffthekiller 2/20/19: #17 in eyelessjack 2/20/19: #2 in thebloodypainter 2/20/19: #12 in thepuppeteer 2/20/19: #18 in lostsilver

"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!

An accident during a competition shattered her life in the horse world. Her life is now in a wheelchair. Her only friend on main campus was a shattered doll that she fixed and took care of. She didn't know that the porcelain doll will change her life. For the better or the worst she doesn't know. Yet. I don't see a lot of these so decided to give it a try. I needed another project to work on while I do "Blank Face". I might do one more Creepypasta. *Contains strong language* Y/N- your name L/N- last name E/C- eye color H/C-hair color F/C- favorite color Hrs/C-horse color F/R- favorite restraunt ___- time skip pov- point of view

My emotions are trapped inside of me. I try to express them freely. I've tried for years, but I always fail. The kids in my school call me Blank Face. They sing and mock me. They think that I don't care. They think that I am an empty vessel rather than a person, but they are wrong. I am empty only on the outside. They don't understand. They never will. ---- I've watched her walk around in the woods with her friends many times. Emptyness. That's all I see in her face. Plain. That's all I hear in her voice. At first, my intension was to kill her. But then something happened that changed everything. *Strong language* This is my first X Reader fan fiction. So I don't have any experience in this kind of thing. But it will be good to try something new. (I know that Toby twitches/ticks, I'm just too lazy to put in every twitch he makes. He ticks throughout the whole story, it's just not in writing.) Key: Y/N- your name E/C- eye color H/C- hair color F/C- favorite color F/B- favorite book ________- time skip

Y/n is the best in the swim team. Swimming is her favorite hobby, but living in a house right by the river isn't really her idea of a dream home. She fears the murky water more than anything. Who knows what could be lurking below the surface. My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and difficult to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :).

Talutah is a little strange, but the only one who cares about me. Unlike my mother who takes out all of her drunken rage on me. Like me, Talutah had enough of her. Unlike me, Talutah is not afraid to kill. She is insane, but she is still my best friend. No one belives in her existence. Nobody understands. Text in bold- voices in head Text italicized- Talutah talking (Text in bold and italicized is Talutah's voice in head. Same for Sully. y/n- your name h/c- hair color e/c- eye color f/s- favorite candy My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and difficult to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :).

High school. The time to think about the future. Where to go. What to do. The time for students to make memories with friends in school. But not every student. Y/n's friends moved out of town to a different school. She could talk to them on her phone, but she was alone in the school. There was no one to talk to or hang out with. Picking partners in classes felt awkward. Sitting alone during lunch was depressing. Freshman year and Sophomore year were the hardest years of school. It was Junior year when y/n found a letter in her locker. There was no name. Just a smiling face. My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and difficult to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :).