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Those cold eyes of stone(Jeff the killer FanFiction)

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"Your fucking crazy." He whispered staring straight into me as if searching for my soul with those stone cold eyes.

"I know but if I weren't then I wouldn't have tried to find you." I said giving him a stern look and never turning my eyes from him as he released his cold fingers from mine. 

"You can't keep saying that. I'll never except the fact that you can live with with a monster like me." His breath hitched and all I could do was become angry and grab Jeff's hand before it fell to his side.
  I put it to his heart and then took his chin and made him stare back at me.

"Look me in the fucking eyes and tell me that! Tell me there's is not one bit or even a smidge of the old Jeff you were! Because I'm pretty sure I had see- suddenly I'd been caught off guard as he slammed me against the tree making me wince and......



I do not own creepy pasta all rightful work belongs to Mr.Creepypasta and others. Aside from that other elements of the story come from my own mind.
[WARINING:Contains rude language ,mentions of or sexual content.]All Rights Reserved

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Forever Alone (Book 1 of the Misguided Killer Series) by Unseen-and-unspoken

Jeff has always felt the weight of being alone. Even with the other Creepypasta, he was the freak; the outcast. They believed he was demented and insane, and maybe he was. Did it matter? Did that insanity, something they all shared, make him undeserving of emotion? He felt. He wasn't cold and emotionless like people believed. He was a person and while he might be demented that didn't mean he couldn't feel. He could laugh, he could cry, he could feel fear. He could feel love. But never in front of others. Never. Despite the hand reaching for him through his darkness, he felt Forever Alone. Could that change? Could someone like him find someone to love?

You're a Sharp One (Jeff the Killer X Female! Killer! Reader) by Charm_Speaker

"Now now.." Jeff's gruff voice whispered into your ear as he pinned you against the wall of your bedroom walls with his knife pressed against your neck. "You're always complaining how no one can catch you, but, you seem so frightened, with my knife against your [skin toned] neck. Face it. You're destined to death," he spoke as he tilted his head slowly to the side, an insane look in his lidless eyes. You looked at him, your own wide with terror. Who was this man? Why was he here? "He is your soul mate," a faceless man's 'voice' rang through so both of you heard. Jeff turned around, growling lowly. "What?" (I created this story on my Quotev https://www.quotev.com/TrueLove178 )

I remember you (slenderman X reader) by soulfulness_

growing up you always talked to slenderman. you moved away when you were only nine years old and moved back when you turned 17. you're now 18 and remembering stuff you didn't when you were little. will you remember everything or forget more? will you remember slenderman? will you still want to be in his life? #104- pasta

Sapphire Eyes (A Jeff the Killer Romance) by keeping_SECRETS_

"Whoa. Did you see that woman?" "Yeah so, just kill her and be done with it." "Jeffy!" An excited voice rings out. "I swear, dude! I didn't cheat!" "Augh! Alright, alright! Get off me!" She takes his hand. "I'm Krysta, nice to meet you." Static fills the air. 'I shall take her.' "No!" He takes his knife and prepares to fight the most powerful being in the forest. "Jeff?" "I'm sorry, Krysta." I drop to my knees overcome with dizziness. "It's coming!" "What's he eating?" "You don't want to know." "It's so beautiful." "Yes you are." "I'm your friend. Don't you remember me?"..."They only want to use you for their own gain." A soft, sweet melody fills the room. "Leave Krysta!" He growls. He grabs him around the throat, stopping him in his tracks. "What happened to him?" He grabs her hand before she can touch him. "I want you to make me yours." He smiles sweetly, staring into her eyes. "Wow..." "You can't go in there! You'll be crushed!" 'I love you... Please forgive me.'

Killer Can't Kill Me (Jeff the Killer fanfiction) *COMPLETED* by LemaraLavender

*2016 Update* I plan on getting around to edit this eventually, so forgive the small grammar mistakes. ••••• "I won't kill you" he blurted out with regret. Confusion mingled with my fear. He regretted not killing me? "Who are you?" I asked, slowly moving toward the closed door. He looked at the painting on my easel, and smiled darkly. I saw it clearly for the first time, and my eyes widened. I had painted the man in my dream. His face, twisted in a smirk, dominated the canvas. A swirl of crimson paint surrounded him, and I saw myself in the painting, wearing a long, black evening gown, my hair in a long ponytail, my pail skin glowing, and I stared at the man with love in my eyes. The painting I had created shocked me to the point of forgetting to escape. "Nice" the man said, and yanked open the window above my bed. He crawled out of the room, crouched on the window sill. "Jeff" he said softly, watching me with interest. "Huh?" Came my dumbfounded voice. "My name is Jeff"

Forget Me Not by CheyenneScissorHands

>Part of the Creepypasta childhood memories series< Thanks to Ben, Jeff is forced to walk down memory lane. He doesn't mind but you on the other hand still hold a grudge -------------------------------------------------- You and Jeff grew up together. In fact, you were actually Jeff's first love and first kiss. Then he went insane...you know the story. What happens when you guys are reunited thanks to a certain link look alike. Will you be able to work past your grudge against the murderer with a killer smile? Will Jeff admit his feelings for you that never died? Or will he just push them aside and let them pass? He did once kill the ones he loved... What will happen in this love like war? ------------------------------ *WARNING* This story contains language that is considering strong and/or offensive. This story will also contain sexual content such as a lemon. Enjoy :)

MURDERER by Luv4_Ava

Books In The Series Order: Survivor (1) Monster (2) Murderer (3) ______________________________________________ S N E A K P E A K : "I meant what I said, you have potential." I rested my head against his chest for support, taking in the sounds of the woods and his beating organ. My shaking body was frequently punctured by the winter night, slowly, but surely melting away every sign of life in my broken heart. "You need to learn that in order to live, you have to lose. Isaac is the past, us five are your future." All I heard was; "We took away your past, so you would have no use but to follow in our deadly path." ______________________________ WARNING : - GORE - NSFW - OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE & ACTIONS - ADULT SUBSTANCES/ TOXINS

When I just moved away. (Jeff x reader) by Ciacci-chan

You just moved away. Far, far away from where you lived before. You still don't know if it was for the better or the worse. But you know that you are not alone, because there is your best friend with you. Warning: this story is absolutely not for a young audience. There is strong language, depression, self harm, gore, rape and sex. Please keep that in mind. I'm mainly doing this because I needed something to get my frustration out and I guess I really like Jeff the killer 😂 I hope that he's still popular but whatev. I bet no one expected this kind of story from me! From the silly Ciacci. And please, in this story I'll accept criticism, after all I intended it to be a serious and scary story and your help will be very apreciated.

'Be mine' (Jeff the Killer x Reader) by notesgrabs

'"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.

PSYCHOTIC. (A Jeff the Killer P.O.V and Romance) by MeanKidz

He's psychotic, mad in the head, and shivers at the sweet taste of flesh. All Jeff desired was the perfect kill. A victim to fight back, give him a challenge, and amuse his sick cravings. He found who he was looking for, but was she too feisty, even for his taste? Too accustomed to his being there? When Jeff realizes this, he doesn't know whether to end her or not. The option is tempting, but there's something deeper to this story. Something that prohibits his inner murderer from stabbing her lifeless. He begins to feel something sick, even sicker than all the blood shed and fear he's caused, the longer he's met with those green, nostalgic eyes. He begins to remember.

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Forever Alone (Book 1 of the Misguided Killer Series)

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