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This is by no means a story of which a girl falls in love with this amazing, hot serial killer who is so protective of her in the slender mansion. This is twisted story. A story of gore and sociopathy details that gives the real meaning of Jeff the killer, a mad man who barely feels anything who somehow feels a slither of emotion for some suicidal girl. Trigger Warning: There is gore, suicidal references, suicide, cursing, and murder. Disclaimer: None of these characters or artwork is mine. Only the story is. Also there will be no lemons. There will be no characters who fall into the stereotypical category like how Toby likes waffles. I mean yeah waffles are great but Toby isn't this happy, energetic teen who is so sweet. If you believe that, please go actually do your research and read his story :)

Catherine Crawford, a highschool student, fifteen years old and nearly sixteen obviously. She was just a normal girl, but she was different from others. Her sweet hazel eyes and long black wavy hair, her lips so smooth and thin and skin as pure as milk had made her life mentally and physically painful. Thus, she was bullied severely, one time she almost died from it. Men wanted to have her, women had always envied her. She was always in danger. One night she came back home from another 'trouble' yet again. And the tv said there was a crazy, psychotic killer on the loose somewhere in their town. Rumor had it that he started killing all of a sudden almost three years go. If she thought that her life was cursed, then she must wait until her life became a living hell... caused by an incredibly insane psycho known as Jeff the Killer. ©Jeff the Killer: Fearless Death. u_dun_care only owned the plot and also Catherine. She does not own Jeff the Killer or any creepypastas for that matter.

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🔆

[COMPLETED] "There's something I just have to do. Remember that incident with BEN?" I frowned and slowly nodded my head. "Well, I need to make sure something like that never happens. I need to make sure that everyone knows that you're mine." He smirked and took a knife that was on a night table next to the bed. "How about we leave a mark on you?" _______________________________________ DISCLAIMER: this story contains vulgar language, gore, abuse, murder, sexual content. My first fanfic. Hope you enjoy ^^ (The cover pic is mine btw) (Y/n) - your name (E/c) - eye color (S/c) - skin color Highest rankings: #1 in JeffTheKiller #1 in Horror And I don't quite remember any more, wasn't paying attention :DD

You thought he was dead, the police thought he was dead, everyone thought he was dead, and it was your fault. You had only ever wanted to belong. You wanted friends, you wanted to be cared about, and you found that. Only, you found it in a cult that spat you out and left you to fend for yourself, just as they had to 𝙝𝙞𝙢.

『 #8 ɪɴ ᴊᴇғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ 』 The blood rushed over my body, heart beating, world spinning. It was a whole new world, I never knew something so bad could feel so good. The blood on my hands, the scream of their voices- I've done it. I've killed my first victims. This was the first murder in 2 years in our small town since Jeffery.. Now I know why he did it. The feeling, eating inside you, craving to get out. I stood there, staring at the bodies. I heard the sirens- growing closer, closer... And that when I saw him. Standing in the back yards corridor. Smiling, eyes not moving from my sight. "Found You." And that's when he grabbed my hand and ran. A new adventure began; [Trigger warnings: Murder; Rape; Prostitution]

you're a new rookie killer, and slender takes notice of you right away. You get ready to kill the news reporter that was talking shit about you, but someone beat you to it. the one and only Jeff the killer. Jeff tries to kill you but fails. this really got Slender's attention. suddenly your taken hostage by the creepypasta group, and slender keeps talking about you secret.will you tell him? You meet EJ and for some reason you don't feel afraid when you're with him. He is basically your babysitter now. You start having feeling for him and he acts really sexual towards you. What?

( bit of a trigger warning: this is a psychotic killer. He does bad things. He abuses people. He hurts the ones he loves and slaughters the innocent... So yeah.. Brace yourself) (Also, all the photos are not mine i found them on google images.. Jeff the killer is not my creation I'm Not sure who created him but its not me, don't sue me) " I love you.." Your hips rocked on Jeff's in rhythm. You waited for him to say it back but it never happened. Jeff dug his nails into your soft flesh and counted to go harder. You cried out in pain as you grabbed the sheets, digging your nails into them, balling them up in your fists tightly, pulling them. Jeff took this as a sign of go harder. You felt tears prick your eyes. You're not sure if it was pain or sensory overload, a couple of tears ran down your cheeks and you just accepted it. " i love you!" You cried out loudly. Feeling it shoot through the heaviness of the situation. "J-Jeff.." You moaned as he pushed your face into the mattress, and continued on. Tears covered your face and you were in a considerable amount of pain but you wanted to please Jeff, so you let him continue. You always wanted to please Jeff. Ever since you first met him. "Whose a good girl?" He yanked your hair back and counted at a steady pace. " you're still with me right..?" You gave out a little whine as you layed there on the line of bliss and insanity. You panted like a dog as Jeff laid panting beside you. You quickly clung to him, wrapping your arms around his strong sweaty frame. "I love you.." You said again placing kisses on his cut cheeks and neck "Huh..?" He glanced over at you. " yeah.. Yeah.." you sat back up on his lap. It seems the only way you could get him to say it back was.. " love you too..." He ran his hands up your legs again. Was sex..

*100,888 words* Strange things happen under strange circumstances and sometimes the most unsafe people make you feel the most safe. When you meet Jeff, he's not exactly like the stories you've heard. Perhaps he's just broken, but aren't we all? Can you fix each other? Will he finally be able to love something, despite his insanity? What are the true stories of him and other creepypastas?

'"Jeff?" I ask. He didn't respond. I get up and walk to the door. He gets up and grabs his knife. "Jeff?!" I yell. "Shhhh no need to yell." He says. I look at him in horror. "It's okay doll, it'll only take a second." He says as he lunges at me. He stabs my stomach and I let out a blood curdling scream. I hold my stomach and try to get out of the room.' Started: March 15th, 2021 Status: Complete! I do not own any of the creepypasta characters, artwork, or music. (I'll say if anything is mine) I'm sorry if you read this. It absolutely sucks. Tell me if you notice something wrong so I can improve! Again, sorry.