Children of CreepyPasta
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  • Reads 941
  • Votes 14
  • Parts 4
  • Time 1h 38m
Ongoing, First published Sep 11, 2013
The true monsters are the one that hides among us. Well, what if I tell you that although these group of individuals accepted their 'oddness', they haven't got a single clue about their parentage and was contend about that and try to live their lives as humans? Too bad that they so happen to be a group of children from the most infamous CreepyPasta's monsters and their parents are just dying to meet them. 

How will Syn, the level-headed 'older brother', protect his younger 'siblings' while dealing with his terrifying true form? Will Jacquelyn fully succumb to her killer nature without a care? Will Jaden lose his remaining eye in order to help his family? Will Hadrian and Marceline grow up to be a cold blood killer? And last, will Zoey become what she was born to be?

The funny thing is? None of them know that their answer to all of their questions lies in the internet! 

Wanna know what's gonna happen? Let's find out!
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MONSTER

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 ]