Jacktheripper Stories

Sukuna Ryomen was in deep thought reminiscing over her past kills, when she started to feel the curse energy around her shift in an unnatural way which left her confused, and before she can ponder further right before her very eyes a black hole started to form. Sitting up straight she watched it take shape and get bigger by the second until she could feel herself being pulled in towards it. Wanting to be free from the vessel she was trapped in she let herself get pulled in to escape her vessel. (Watch and read where this story takes Y/n Sukuna Ryomen as she is dumped in the world of record of Ragnarok!)

Omnipresent Sans, travels to a new AU where he finds a small child, what will happen to the small child when he becomes his son.

Ellen O'Neill leaves her hometown for a vacation on a Scottish island with her husband. But the discovery of an affair, a series of unexplained murders, and the appearance of an enigmatic man turn her life upside down. Amid mystery, danger, and unexpected passion, Ellen must face choices that could change her life forever. ⚠️ TW: murders, physical and psychological violence, cheating

The Wizard King of the Clover Kingdom woke up one morning and realized it was the same day as yesterday. And tomorrow was the same day, too. And the day after tomorrow. Someone had sent him a package. Inside was a golden pocket watch, with two lines engraved on its cover: "Every day comes only once. And stays only once." At first, Julius Novachrono thought it was the worst thing that had ever happened. Then he thought it might be the greatest opportunity in history. The greatest mage in the world, with endless time: he could make every test risk-free, attend every meeting, and never be late again. Never. Until he discovered that every time he turned the day back, something was taken from him. Something he had never known how to name until then: his yesterdays. And only one person knows the price of the bargain: A lady who sleeps while running the Pearl Market inside her dreams. And at the end of East Alley, there is a shop with a dusty round window and a door that is always half-raised. The old man inside does not sell watches. He sells days. Days that their owners returned unfinished. Even "an ordinary day in the life of a Wizard King." ✦ "Come again tomorrow. If you get the chance." ✦

"What can you tell me about this girl?" "She is a monster and doesn't know it!" "How can that be true?" "When the girl was little the parents put her in a cage because the way she acted. She had cold blue eyes, like wolves, but the one thing that got people was that she was oblivious. She would be working one thing then the next she'll be lookin at your hands and won't know what's happening!" "How is that bad?" "One day, the police come and found her laughing over her dead parents. They were ripped to shreds. Some say Jack the Ripper came with Jeff the killer and smile dog. Of course the poor girl saw it... now she is being held in the insane asylum." "Okay... why are we looking into this?" Someone walks in. "Because the girl is missing." CreepyPasta doesn't belong to me! Only the main character! I don't know much about creepyPasta so please don't get mad if you do know what it is!

Jack the ripper

on one of the night's when Jacklyn L Harchastle (female jack the rippers acual name) was not out killing she saw another sirial killer that she hated, luke J Martan, who targets small welthy families, she tryed to stop him but it was to late the two sirial killers were in a standoff over a 4 year old boy, the boy was a confused crying mess as Jacklyn turned around to talk to the boy "not one more drop of clean innacant blood will be spilled" she said to the boy as she then told the boy to close his eyes and cover his ears, as she mutalates the male sirial killer and carrys the boy to her home.

jaspers POV She wasn't tall, talkative, or anything. She always kept to herself never attempting to do anything. if someone was to have told me that she was jack the ripper would I still be in this bed with her maybe I'm wrong but what if she is the serial killer would my feelings change. Kayŕa POV maybe it is wrong for my to use him as cover for my actions but hell it feels so good to cut people open I would change it for anything. But this man makes me feel diffrent like I don't have to kill for satisfaction but fuck it. I already feel good from gutting people even he won't change that.

please read the a/n's I promise not to write them too much

"Hello, Jack the Ripper" After he heard his name, he was done for

The following is not historically accurate but instead is a Narrated story inspired by the Tale of Jack the Ripper.

At the middle of a shivering August night, a murder had occurred behind the darkness of Whitechapel streets. Despite having tried their best, Scotland Yard couldn't arrest the culprit and he still went on killing four more women before suddenly disappeared in December 1888. The case was still remaining unsolved. It was the most mysterious and intriguing murder of history, the infamous Jack the Ripper's murders. The elites of Scotland Yard - Inspector Claramenthe Lestrade, Doctor Harriette Smitheford and the private investigator Sherline Victoria Holmes - stepped in investigating the crime in order of Her Majesty. Would Sherline Holmes find out Jack the Ripper's identity? What was the truth behind this a hundred years old mystery? Against Jack the Ripper, the most epic battle between Scotland Yard and the mastermind of crime. *English edition of "Đấu với Jack the Ripper", translated from the old version of the original. Original by Annatoire - Shirley Featherquill. Translated by Annatoire - Shirley Featherquill.

This Is my first book release in Wattpad I'm not that type of person who are really good at story writing and good at english but I'm trying my best

Rosanna Covington loved her high society life in the 1880's London culture. But when histories notorious murder, Jack the Ripper, begins to terrorize the streets claiming victims, her life is about to drastically change. Will any good come out of it or is it all a cursed story to begin with? Henry Abbott is the typical self-made entrepreneur that started with nothing and built himself up. Recently betrothed to Lydia Covington, his life couldn't get any better! He has his company and he has the girl. Little did he know... he chose the wrong sister. Will his choices be his undoing or his savior? Follow the story about how two people, who are oddly similar, are forced to work together to find the one person that brought them together, Lydia Covington.

London, 1888. A serial killer is on the loose in the East End, terrorizing the citizens of Whitechapel. Eight victims have fallen to his knife, and more will follow if he can't be stopped. Inspector Haytham Fletcher and Dr. Ezra Ireland have known each other for years. Through their unconventional methods, they've helped solve case after case of murder in Whitechapel, before, and they've been called in to help find one of the most notorious serial killers of all time: Jack the Ripper. Teaming up with courtesan and friend of the latest victim, Selina Kemp, their hunt for the serial killer will take them through the darkest pits of London society, straight into the hell where the ripper resides. This steampunk reimagining of one the most famous murder mystery of our time will thrill readers, and leave them waiting for more. Note: This story is currently under editing. Only read chapters with a √ to avoid confusion

Highest Ranking - #640 in madness Inspired by Soul Eater and Black Butler Subtitle: Jack The Ripper passed down his madness.... and made his DAUGHTER corrupted with it?! Summary: 127 years after the infamous 'Jack The Ripper', a murderer from the 1800's. Now, his madness has returned. But now, it has been passed down to his 'daughter' in the year of 2016. I OWN NO MUSIC OR PICTURES IN THIS BOOK.

The story no one asked for

A short story. In London there seems to be a string of murders by so-called The New Ripper. The modern-day Sherlock Holmes is trying to solve it. Will he figure it out?

London was a proud city, with towering spirals and a flourishing economy. But there was something lurking in the dark corners of the alleyways, making the air tick with tension. A unknown force had begun terrorizing London and her people, stealing away lives under the cover of night. It's name? Jack The Ripper.

''We all have a past, secrets to keep they are the clouds on our sunny days, don't let the past cloud your judgement'' "What the hell is this?" Scott's voice is tight and steady but the photo in his hand trembles as he holds it out towards William. He is sitting on the edge of William's bed. William blinks and shifts, his eyes darting from the stormy blue of Scott's stare to the photos on the wall behind him. "You weren't supposed to see that," William says placing his hands on his hips as his face slides to something guarded. He looks towards the door, grasping for a distraction. "I am thinking we will go to town, maybe eat some-'' "William!" his voice cracks through the air, sharp and frayed at the ends, and Willliam's eyes snap to him instantly. It has been some time since he has seen him this angry. He knew he couldn't keep his best friend out of this, he hoped he would have some more time, to think of a proper solution or excuse but fait seemed to have other plans.