Third installment to the Set Up Series and a continuation of Sequels Suck. 2001: Exactly 5 years after the Woodsboro Massacre and 3 years after your ordeal at Windsor. You beat the killers twice, sued the Stab Movies, and used your settlement to get a house as far away from everyone as possible...Well, almost everyone. You thought you were done with this; especially with the two original killers reaching a 'truce' with you. However, your half attempt at a normal, boring and mundane life is halted when you get a threatening letter in the mail... Then, the calls happen. When you find out Cotton Weary is dead with a picture of Sidney Prescotts mom at the crime scene; you know its happening again. Things aren't adding up and all of your lives are becoming nightmares when the killer reveals they know Billy and Stu are alive as well as your involvement. With the Ghostface killer back, the only thing you can do is group together with the two that caused all of this and end the new Ghostface killings before your secrets are out...Or you'll die trying. This time; everyone is a target as well as a suspect...Someone is lying.

(𝚂𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝙻 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙾𝙾𝙽) "𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙚?" "Uhh dunno. I guess Child's Play although its not really a scary movie." "𝙇𝙖𝙢𝙚." "Fuck off Chucky's hot." "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙡?!" "Yes. Yes the fucking doll." ---------------------------------------- "𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙚.. 𝙎𝙤. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚?" "And why do you wanna know my name?" "𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙄'𝙢 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩." ... "Excuse me?" ------------- I do not own Scream or any of these characters. Almost all the scream characters will be love interests. This is my first x reader btw so sorry if it sucks balls. ♥︎⚠︎︎This story contains murder, gore, alcohol, and more.⚠︎︎♥︎

What happenes when you combine the movie 'Unfriended' and Jeff the Killer together? Let's find out... -------------------- [Y/n] is a photographer/cheerleader who loves getting involved in mysteries and solving them with the help of her friends, but what happens when one day she becomes curious of a cerial killer's story and killings and decides to dig deeper, tearing her and her friends from their perfect world to a living hell? This killer begins to develop an obsession over the girl and kills anyone who will stand between him and his toy... -------------------- Curiosity sure did kill several of the cats, but satisfaction always brought one of them back. -------------------- {WARNING}: THIS STORY CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, GORY DETAILS, SEXUAL CONTENT, ETC. Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the Creepypastas, only my own characters. Note: Every curse word in this story will contain a '*' in it to prevent Wattpad from flagging my story as Mature. Please do not copyright this story onto another website. PS. To help speed up the updating process, please comment if you notice ANY grammar or spelling mistakes. That would help me TREMENDOUSLY! Thank you so much!

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

Read the Sequel. Windsor Massacre (There will be a squeal to this I just don't know when. I am currently writing 4 other stories at a time. But I will try and work on the squeal and once it's complete I'll post it) [Billy Loomis x Macher! Reader] {DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN SCREAM OR ITS CHARACTERS ONLY MY CHARACTER AND SOME OF THE DIALOG.} y/n Marcher the twin sister of Stu Macher and girlfriend of Billy Loomis, survives the Woodsboro Massacre after her brother and boyfriend kill three of there classmates, the high school principal, and a camera man.

Sequel to Scream: Woodsboro Massacre

Scream 3 with a twist. Read First: Scream: Woodboro Massacre Scream: Windsor Massacre "If this killer does come back and he's for real, there are a few things that you gotta remember. Is this simply another sequel? Well if it is, same rules apply. But-here's the critical thing-if you find yourself dealing with an unexpected back story and a preponderance of exposition, then the sequel rules DO NOT apply. Because you are not dealing with a sequel, you are dealing with the concluding chapter of a trilogy." "That's right, it's a rarity in the horror field but it does exist, and it is a force to be reckoned with. Because true trilogies are all about going back to the beginning and discovering something that wasn't true from the get go. Godfather, Jedi, all revealed something that we thought was true that wasn't true. So if it is a trilogy you are dealing with, here are some super trilogy rules: 1. You got a killer who's going to be super human. Stabbing him won't work. Shooting him won't work. Basically in the third one you gotta cryogenically freeze his head, decapitate him, or blow him up. 2. Anyone including the main character can die. This means you y/n. I'm sorry. It's the final chapter. It could be fucking 'Reservoir Dogs' by the time this thing is through. Number 3. The past will come back to bite you in the ass. Whatever you think you know about the past, forget it. The past is not at rest. Any sins you think were committed in the past are about to break out and destroy you. So in closing, let me say good luck, god speed, and for some of you, I'll see you soon. 'Cause the rules say some of you ain't gonna make it. I didn't, not if you're watching this tape. - Randy Meeks

You just moved in late last year. You were finally settling into your Senior Year of High School when a series of murders happened. One by one your friends and classmates are being picked off. Both you and Sidney are getting phone calls late at night mocking the situation and giving promises of your blood painting the walls... It also makes you question the information the killer knew when calling you...Is one of your friends lying? Takes place in the Scream Movie 1996 • All Characters are 18 • Horror Romance • She/Her YN • TW: GORE, MENTION OF ABUSE, MURDER•

Sequel to my fanfic 'Set Up'. You moved away from Woodsboro after that night. You said goodbye to Randy and Dewey. After two years, you finally tried to move on. Going to Windsor College to at least get your basic associates degree with your ideal career leaning towards Criminology. But now with another Ghostface killer on campus, you're facing hell once again. One thing is for certain; you're the target.