Jacktheripper Stories

A little ripper finds themself in the dungeon of Orario. How will they go about the city outside and the people who inhabit it. Will the people they meet change them or will they stay the same little ripper?

‼️‼️STORY CONTAINS HEAVY SPOILERS FOR HAZBIN HOTEL SEASON 2 EPISODE 2!!!‼️‼️ Sir Pendleton was an odd man in 19th century London. Described to be a "pervert" while alive, in reality, he was further from that. Though he liked working on his inventions- or his "machines" as he called them, he also liked to watch people out on the streets from his window, being fascinated by them, and pretending as if they were apart of his life. The streets were a theater, and he was the audience. Even if it meant very personal matters (such as sexual intimacy, which he was rather ashamed of). But all of that changed one night when he witnessed a beautiful young woman walking by his workshop, only to be brutally murdered by one of his clients, yet he idly stood by and did nothing. Since that day, Pendleton lived with sorrow and guilt for not acting. One night, two nights after witnessing the gruesome murder, being so driven with guilt, he shot himself. Many of us know the rest- he ends up in hell, goes under the alias of Sir Pentious, sacrifices himself for his friends (and Cherri Bomb, of course) and gets into Heaven as a redeemed soul. But what if that never happened? What if Pendleton became so filled with guilt from his inability to act, that instead of becoming a vulnerable (yet acting villainous) snake demon in hell, he was doomed to wander his own workshop halls as a ghost? Well, that is exactly what happens. Almost ten years have passed in a still Victorian-era London, and author Emerson Wiles, a beautiful young authoress, had rented the former inventor's apartment, turning it into a writer's haven. Pendleton becomes shocked at the young woman who enters his home...maybe now is the chance to do something... Season 2 episode 2 (specifically Pentious's backstory) physically broke me, so have an AU where instead of becoming a snake demon after death, he becomes a ghost...TRAUMA!!! Inspiration from Sweeney Todd/Crimson Peak

Despite the last vestige of the kingdom under siege, Pannor Harg must continue with his duties as Sheriff. And while investigating a theft of food and its possible connection to spies and traitors, an old and vile adversary makes their return. Word Count: Around 50000 Genre: A literary (I think anyway) fantasy mystery thriller. Yeah, quite the mouthful. ***Trigger Warning*** Gore, murder and violence.

Long ago in agent times there were an evil organization named The Templars who rule everything with an iron fist But there was one fraction that went toe to toe with the Templars and that's the brotherhood the assassins they went to war for centuries but right now in London England there's an evil Templar who rule everything with an iron fist and that's the shredder a.k.a. orokusaki but I believe the new generation of the brotherhood would stop the shredder

Not a single denizen in Hell has entered the Hotel since it's opening (of a week) and Charlie is getting worried that her idea is a complete failure, until Alastor mentions an old acquaintance of his, that could help with her problems. Hearth Vida. What could go wrong? Hello, I'm the Cult Leader, and I'll be your author in this shit show of a fic! All of you Hazbean's know which characters belong to Vivzepop, all others belong to me. (unless they're an obvious reference, like Skeletor) Enjoy my very first fic, my cute cultists!

IF YOU AREN'T READING THIS ON AO3 OR WATTPAD THEN THIS HAS BEEN PLAGIARIASED, PLEASE DO NOT READ. The Gods have always hated humanity. Nothing new. After winning Ragnarök of course they were going to annihilate all of humanity and so what if they kept the human fighters as their pets. Except it seems it isn't going to be that way. Chaos the creator of the universe wanted two things. Entertainment and the Gods to be knocked down their high horses And what better way to do that then to have them react to the reincarnated lives of two of the dead fighters of Ragnarök.

Both Sherlock and Mycroft have always said that sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side. But over the years Mycroft has developed a close friendship with one of his agents, Megan Marie Watson. When she comes back to London her first thought is to comfort her brother and baby niece. Her second is how to beat Sherlock Holmes, at anything and everything. The two's sparing matches become a daily pastime and their bond grows closer. But as London is faced with a deeper threat shadows will come from their pasts, as Megan's brother finds out what she's truly been up to for all of those silent years. She's Sherlock's anomaly and he's her challenge. Post Season 4, Sherlock x Oc Fanfic

A little over a decade ago, when Erik was only eighteen, his hometown Meryl saw its most gruesome murder spree in the last century. Deep, red wounds marked with sprawling lightning scars mar the victims. Any possible witnesses sport the same lightning scar on their heads--and their memory erased. The face of the criminal, the weapon of the criminal, the affect of the criminal-all gone. Sick of the distress and growing distrust of his family, Erik sets out to find the murderer and end his crimes. But as Erik pieces the puzzle together, he discovers that finding the Ripper would take its toll.

For as long as She remembered, A day couldn't pass by without blood embedded to Neera's hands. Whether it was Hers or a stranger's. When presented a chance to live differently, Can a person really live a normal life when for Her, normal IS this kind of lifestyle? After all, when something foreign is put on a new place doesn't always adapt but becomes invasive instead. Or the new place might just feel quite like home...

so, let me just change the facts because I'm just writing a story. I usually write a story of a character in their original trait (which made me unable to become creative) & my sis told me to think of a character as a different person. A killer? A victim? A billionaire? And so I sorta improvised. It had been a while since I last wrote and I usually keep the fanfics to myself because there was one time someone had stole my work. Now I'm just complaining but anyway, I hope you all enjoy. This is my first published fanfic in years. this is the story where Lee Pace is Jack the Ripper like the usual your name (y/n), eye colour (e/c), hair colour (h/c) and stuffs. I'm sorry to say this but I do not take requests. please comment, I might post some more. >.<

A dangerous trip through the multiverse with two complete strangers

When 25 year old Thena Brighton meets hot cop Will Thorne, it's love at first site, but after her boss is murdered and her life is threatened Thena decides that she's willing to risk it all to catch a killer. No matter what. This is a story full of hilarious plots and fun characters! If you want to laugh give it a read!

Three killers, requited by death. The reaper. The thirteenth tarrot card. They can't kill each other even though they really do want to, and they are pretty good at it. Or at least that's what they would say. I'm just having a bit of fun with this piece. The chapters aren't too long, but this isn't really for word count. Inspired by the writing styles of Terry Pratchett and Diana Wynne Jones.

Closed - All of the people Claudia loves keep on ending up dead and she has a weird feeling about it, so when she finds out something that turns her world upside down and whisks her away to a world full of death, madness and school work, can she survive it?

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝙎𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜: (𝙫.)𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶ REQUESTS CLOSED! -Discontinued.

"Is there ever really some people who are just to curious about things? I'm probably one of those people."

Amélie LaBelle has always been exceptional at painting - but when a black-market dealer hands her a small, leather book, her art has never been more alive. Liking women during the 1800s is a challenge alone, but how will Amélie cope when she and Eliza face the wrath of murderous and hungry men with only a paintbrush, book and their forbidden love. ~~ A 19th Century LGBT Romance/Thriller story ~~ ~~ #797 Mystery/Thriller (25/12/16) ~~

This is a #Junter story x3 I hope you all enjoy...

The Killer is on the loose, I'm trapped in London 1888, and something in that park will be the answer to all these questions in my head- Submitted blurb to Historical Fiction Contest!