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Y/N works at a 24/7 diner. That is until one day, during her night shift, they get some unwanted customers. What happens when a certain delusional murderer decides to keep her instead of shoving a hatchet through her head? This story has been discontinued for now. Warning: Mature content. More information inside. Credits I don't own Ticci Toby, Hoodie, Masky or any of the Creepypastas mentioned in this book. I only own the story. The cover is an edit I made, but the art is not mine. All credits go to the author.

"Swear to me you'll be back." "Of course, dust bunny." I first saw him when I was eight. Standing at the edge of the meadow, staring. But...he didn't have any eyes. I gave him a poppy, and he patted my bruised cheek and sent me along. My dad disappeared the next day. No one hit me anymore. The Slenderman saved me that day. It's been seven years since I've seen him. Well, until tonight, that is. I'm Sable, and I think I just made the worst mistake of my life.

"I told you the night you tried to kill me; he's not your God." Sequel to An Eye For An Eye. Years after The Subordinate is closed, Y/N attempts to rebuild her life and recover from her short-lived romance with Toby. He's a changed man since becoming a proxy, with memory loss and lust for murder. Her heart still longs for him even years later. Will their relationship ever be repaired? The Slenderman is keeping an eye on them. TW: Mature themes!

"There's a thin line between love and hate", that's stupid. If you hate him, you just hate him. Who's the asshole that made that up? -Masky thought. The relationship Masky and Toby had was complicated... and weird. They were not friends, not a couple, they didn't even get along, but they love each other. They had a strange way to show their love, but they did love each other that's for sure. "Friends don't kiss", who cares, however they were not friends. They were just kisses from one proxy to another proxy. 🚨 Enemies to lovers x slow burn 🚨 Lenguage: hate speech, slurs 🚨 Sexual content NOT explicit 🚨 Grown up characters

Scopophobia: Scopophobia is an intense fear of being watched or looked at and can occur following a traumatic event or due to unknown causes In the forgotten town of Red Pine, a crumbling house hides the legacy of a man driven mad after surviving a mysterious asylum fire. Within its rotting walls lie cursed VHS tapes that show masked figures stalking the woods and committing brutal murders footage that feels too real to dismiss. The town itself whispers of disappearances, strange symbols carved into trees, and something watching from the shadows, leaving the question of whether the horror is born of the house, the woods, or something far older that lingers between them. Hoodie x reader, Masky x reader, ticci toby x reader

A creepypasta and marble hornets crossover fic. <3 (Y/n) ran away from her home and went to Alabama where (F/n) lives. She meets Timothy and Brian along the way and is haunted by Slenderman. Next thing she knows is that everyone in her life is dead and she is now apart of the creepypasta family. But there is some bumps in the road that will lead to disaster. But who's fault is it? "This is all YOUR fault." Best rankings: #1/58 in marble #4/246 in marblehornets #19/306 in tim #91/1000+ in hoodie #127/1000+ in masky #580/1000+ in creepypasta WARNING!!!! CONTAINS: blood, depression, swearing, killing, secrets, cliff hangers, long ass chapters and marble hornets spoilers. If you are uncomfortable reading that kind of stuff then don't read this book at all. I DO NOT ENCOURAGE ANY OF THOSE THINGS ^^^

There's a peculiar illness going around many countries, believed to originate somewhere in Germany. It's a virus that has been worrying many people all over the world. Symptoms are as follows: Vomiting. Sleep Deprivation. Intense Paranoia. And extreme hallucinations. There are various reports of people mysteriously disappearing only a few weeks after infection. And many people affected by this disease report seeing a tall, pale-skinned man donning a black suit and tie. Hundreds, thousands of people seeing the exact same entity wherever they go. It's always watching. With no eyes. And they call him "Thę̥͓ͅ Sle̛̞̤͕͔͕̦n̬͍͎͖͍͟d̷̙̹̣er M̶̲̯̬̞͕̫a̘̹̝̯ṋ̫̭."