Twisted Psyche (Jeff the Killer Story)
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  • Reads 32,575
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 48m
Ongoing, First published Jan 30, 2014
BEING REWRITTEN!
Everyone has a darkness within them. Sometimes a person will have more darkness than another. This could be said for Akeith. His past is twisted, and despite his attempts, he can't escape or hide his darkness. 

Akeith also has something else he keeps hidden, his real name is Akira, and he is a SHE.

 Cross-dressing as a man and on the run, the least of Akeith's worries is an infamous killer discovering his secret and stalking him.
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76 parts Complete Mature

Books In The Series Order: Survivor (1) Monster (2) Murderer (3) ________________________________________ S N E A K P E A K : My grip tightened, my brain began to go crazy with thoughts and different voices. "I'm not...a bad person." I whispered, my body leaned up against his chest for support as I felt my eyes begin to burn. Images of bodies blurred my train of thought, The ones he and the others had brutalized popped up in my into my sick mind, so many fucked up events finally began to take a tole on my brain as they found one little crease to seep into. His hand grabbed my wrist, tight. I felt his other hand cup my cheek, pulling me closer to his body. "We are all bad people." He spoke aloud, his eyes not coming to mine once. "But...I'm not." I breathed out, trying to convince myself that I wasn't. "But you are, Y/n." He stated, looking down at me. His eyes were filled with... something unknown to my intoxicated mind. Deep down, I knew that for once, he wasn't lying to me. I truly was a monster, just, like, them. ______________________________________________ [ This book was written when I was in a deep state of derealization, so it may seem kind of off? Idk ] WARNING : - Past Sexual Assault [PTSD] - GORE/HORROR/DISTURBING DESCRIPTION - SLIGHT NSFW - ADULT SUBSTANCES/ TOXINS / LANGUAGE ... START OF BOOK : 6 / 5 / 22 END OF BOOK: 8 / 17 / 22 [ FINISHED ]