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Heart Killer (Jeff the Killer x Male! Reader)

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"Shit, shit! Why did you stab me!?" I exclaim, laying on the floor with my hand grasping my side, not really putting thought into what I'm saying anymore.

"Well what did you think I came here to do!?" He still has his knife out, pointed out towards me.

 I grab the closest object and hold it out in front of me, this just so happens to be a can of hairspray. "No, you stay back there, I don't want you doing any more damage than you've already done."

He falters for a second and stares at the can of hairspray before looking back at me, "I am a murderer, this is my job...you know what this is just getting annoying."

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An 18yr old serial killer under the name of "Jeff The Killer" has been tormenting a small town in southern Mississippi for around a month now. He didn't know why he decided to target this town, he just needed to blow off some steam. He didn't want to be controlled anymore, he needed something different. When he meets (Y/n), and fails to kill him, will he actually find someone that understands him?

(Y/n), also 18yrs old, is stuck in a house with an emotionally and physically abusive step sister, an avoidant step brother, a Dad who seemed to care more about his work and social status then his son, and a distant step mother. On the outside he looks perfect, he seems to have everything handed to him. On the inside though, however much he may think he's a saint, it's all a ruse to hide his homicidal thoughts. He prays for something new, something that will save him from the drone of life. However the way that prayer is answered might not be what he intended, but what he needs.

(a/n): The version of this story with my own oc is on Ao3.

⚠️Will include violent scenes ⚠️ Tw: slurs

cover art by shatteredankles on instagramAll Rights Reserved

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Those cold eyes of stone(Jeff the killer FanFiction) by Anime_Nerd36

"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.]

The Dark Rose 🌹 {18+} by chelseaxxm123

[COMPLETED] ೋღ🌹ღೋ He stands roughly a few feet away from me, his body towering over my crouched one. I bring my legs up to my chest, pushing myself further into the wall as he kneels down towards me. He brings his nose to the crook of my neck, my face grimacing as I await for the pain. He breathes in, "hmmm, you smell so delicious." He coos, his breath fanning my neck, causing me to shiver In disgust. If only my brothers were here... "Wheres a delicacy like you been hiding this whole time?" His use of words has me on edge. His implementations imply that he's some sort of cannibal and judging from what he did to that other man I fear I may be right. I refuse to answer him, spitting in his face. My face bounces of the wall, the sting of his slap left behind on my cheek. I shake the pain away, placing a facade up to hide the fear within. You fucking bastard! I narrow my eyes at him, taking note of his features in case I miraculously survive this encounter. His hair is a dark auburn and his eyes that watch me with amusement are a dark blue. His attire was a black suit which seemed out of place considering he was standing in an alleyway. If I manage to escape I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." ೋღ🌹ღೋ ⚠️ Warning!!! This book is extremely dark and has depictions of Mature language, violence, sexual activity, sexual and physical abuse, including rape. Rape is a serious crime often overlooked where the victim is made to believe it is their fault. I do not condone rape however, it's a reality. Please only read if your 18+ and with caution. This book will be updated weekly. Possibly sometime more or less depending on how busy I am.

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The Cannibal and The Mute | Eyeless Jack x Mute! Male! Reader by Lucifers_Gentleman

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