Creepypasta backstories
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Sort of self explanatory based off the title but just a bunch of famous creepypastas their backgrounds so be prepared to be creeped *evil smile*
Warning: I do not own any of these stories I'm just here to gather them all in one book for ya' .....ALSO.....this is a language and violence warning so BE WARE and if you get scared easily then yeah stay away but that ones sort of obvious....ALWAYYYYSSSSZZZIEZ....hope you live *another evil smile*
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My first ever story! Enjoy
Our Prince (Creepypasta × Male! Reader)
All the stories are true. All of the sightings, the myths, the legends, the encounters. Deep inside the darkest forest, is a mansion full of killers who feast on the blood of the innocent and not so innocent. There really is a man with long arms and hands, whose face is as blank as death. This band of misfits truly considers themselves the last family that have left. Until they met you. Slenderman saw great potential in you when, even on your last beats of strength, managed to take down his Proxies and Jeff the Killer. Slowly, but surely, the Pastas nursed you back to health and sharpened your abilities to their maximum. This was it, you finally had a group of friends you could call family. All was good. Well, in your life, at least. The truth is, you're being hunted. By none other than the most powerful demon that could ever roam this earth, Zalgo, Lord of the Underealm. And, to your uncomfort, your father. Ever since you had fought him and fled his kingdom, he has done everything in his power to torment you into returning home. You vowed to Slenderman that you would never leave and betray the Creeps. You couldn't. After all they had done for you? But how long can your promise last? Will Zalgo manage to break you? And who will be strong enough to stay by your side? Warning: major swearing *cough cough* Jeffrey Woods *cough cough* This is also a Male!Reader × Jane the Killer story. Even though, yes, I know she's lesbian but let a guy dream (even though I'm not a guy)!Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Rest in peace (Creepypasta World)
Legends. We have always heard of them. Passed down from mouth to mouth, thousands of stories have been told about them. But what happens to those who have actually seen them? The oldest ones sound like tales from the elderly. The newest, like the ramblings of fools. "How could something like that be real?" thought eight young people as they invited one into their lives-just for fun. "Wait a second, I know you. Are you Sally Williams?" Tenny swallowed hard as he got a better look at her. "Tenny, do you know them?" Carl asked. "Yes, just like I knew Zalgo... but I never thought it would actually happen." "They're supposed to be just horror stories." Only a survivor can tell the tale. Will anyone be left alive to do so? Will anyone be sane enough to believe it? WARNINGS: • Graphic scenes of violence. • Dark humor. • Explicit sexual content. • Rape. • Various mental disorders. • Self-harm. This story is entirely our own, except for the Creepypastas mentioned.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Creepypastas
You are home alone, and you hear on the news about the profile of a murderer who is on the loose. You look out the sliding glass doors to your backyard, and you notice a man standing out in the snow. He fits the profile of the murderer exactly, and he is smiling at you. You gulp, picking up the phone to your right dialing 911. You look back out the glass as you press the phone to your ear, and notice he is much closer to you now. You then drop the phone in shock. There are no footprints in the snow... It's his reflection. The story is called Home Alone. These are just some Creeypasta's. These Creepypastas do not belong to me, all rights reserved to the rightful owners. Read them if you want, I don't care.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Dead of night
A collection of my favorite creepy pastas for you to read. (Contains various themes that may cause discomfort) (All authors are credited and the ones who I don't know are given all credit)Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Know The Creepypasta's
To Learn From All The Creepiest And Pasta Lovers Of All Time In Going In Parts Memorable Creepypasta New Creepypasta and Old Creepypasta you don't know about so If You Like Horror You Get To Know Them Here in This Majestic CREEPYPASTA Book EnjoyAbgeschlossene Geschichte
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