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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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SURVIVOR by Luv4_Ava

A Creepypasta and Jeff The Killer × Fem Reader [ 1 ] ------------------------------------------------ S N E A K P E A K : I slowly brought my right hand up to my mouth, I could taste the horrible sensation of torn flesh on my tongue, against my teeth as the crimson waters swirled beyond my lips. My stomach twisted, making me give out a sickening gurgle. "Y-You, can't hurt me." I gave out a shaky breath, eyeing the tall man above my weak frame while my eyes began to burn and water as it's presence hardened in a mocking manner. "I already have." ... Something hit me hard. ------------------------------------------------------- WARNING : - NSFW - OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE - GORE/HORROR - ADULT SUBSTANCES/TOXINS ... START OF BOOK: 10 / 29 / 22 END OF BOOK: 11 / 24 / 22 [ FINISHED ] #1 in jeffthekillerxreader (this is prolly the worst series ive made and i wrote these ff when i was in psychosis so uh)

YoU CAn'T EScaPe....( jeff the killer x reader ) by jeffry24

*book 1* I was covered in my own blood "j-jeff...pl-please..st-op.." I said more like whispering I wasn't sure if he heard me breathing was really hard and those words I said it with all the power that had left in my body " why should I?" Jeff said and started to giggle I shut my eyes and kept crying I knew that begging him to stop won't work he then stopped and looked at me " what's wrong pet ? are you crying? " his mood suddenly changed to serious " If you disobey me again ...you'll get something more than just scars...CLEAR!?!" I nodded shakily then he got off of me he got out of the room locking the door behind him leaving me alone but I was too weak to move.....to weak to think So I just laid there..and kept crying... ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* so this is a jeff the killer x reader story and I want you to know that jeff in this story WON'T BE NICE !! and there will be NO MERCY !!

Jeff the Killer: Daddy's little Psychopath [📝FINAL CHAPTER COMING SOON📝] by Chubitts

"I don't know my father, but I know he killed my mother. I was born on October 12, 1997. They describe my birth to me as, brutal. Not only did my mother have problems with her pregnancy, she was extremely ill. She's been that way for years. So, when she found out she'd be having me. No one was excited. After my mother's death I was placed into foster care. Nothing shocking, just standard procedures. I wasn't the most liked child in the adoption center, I went through countless of foster parents. None of them could handle me." The story of an angsty young girl trying her best to not lose her way. Losing her mother to her father, as he brutally murdered her. She's dealt with hardships. Moving from home to home. No one ever wanted her until she turned 16, she got a new family. A new home. She thought the world had given up on her. Though it was tricky along the way, soon her family became attached. With her knew found happiness, she told herself she wouldn't let it go no matter what. Suddenly she gets into a squabble at school. That's when things turn for the worst. Her urges over come her. As she later learns she is the daughter of the infamous Jeff the Killer. What secrets will she unfold about her past? What truely happened to her mother? Once her father appears, an all out war begins. Will she and the people she love survive?

Mine ( Jeff the Killer × Depressed Reader) (Completed) by Indeedimawsome

You often go outside at night. Because that's when you can hide. You wear a mask to hide your pain. You don't smile. When you do it's to conceal pain from reaching out and getting ahold of the last bit of sanity you have. That is, until you meet him. He's always smiling. Even when in pain. His eyes stare into your soul without a single blink. And he holds a bloody knife to your throat. Which will only make him smile more when you start to realize, HE IS FEAR. *DOES INCLUDE ADULT CONTEXT! CUSSING MENTIONS OF RAPE AND OTHER SUBJECTS THAT MAY MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE* You have been warned

Our Prince (Creepypasta × Male! Reader) by SquishySmithIII

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)!

Personal Lock Down (Jeff The Killer X Reader)~Creepypasta by TheRegretful

Sneak Peek: "You know I'm not actually crazy," His icy voice sent shivers throughout my body. "Right?" Signals of warning spread like a forest fire inside my head. Something inside told me to get back, get away from this man, it's only logical, but I felt like I would regret it if I moved away from him. He can't kill me, he can't kill Tom. That was the agreement. I'm not afraid of you. You are only a man who's very troubled. A bad man who takes pleasure in other's pain. You've had bad things happen to you and that's why you are where you are. Simply traumatized and you cope with murder. "I don't believe you." __________________ (Name) was a girl with an attitude towards her classmates and anyone else who gave her pity or trouble. Her parents died in a car crash when she was eight years old and her Uncle Tom -who she cared for deeply- took her in. Tom was a business man, living his dream with nothing but good things to say. However, due to certain circumstances, he has to go to Europe. What happens when Tom gives (Name) a chance to live on her own at the age of 17 or move with him because of his job? What happens when a serial killer comes in the picture? What happens when (Name) puts herself on personal lock down? _____________________________ I do not own any of of the pictures! I do not own any of the characters! I do however, own the book itself! I hope you enjoy! :)

The Mafia's Mercy by Laisha_Gardner

I stepped into the doorway, turning back to look at him as he tucked his hands into his navy blue jean's pockets. Despite my obvious insecurity, I leaped against my timidity, asking, "Will I ever see you again?" There I was, standing with the door wide open before a man that I didn't know, begging that he'd say that he'd be interested in seeing me again some day. After a brief moment's silence, he stepped toward me, closing the short distance between us. The knuckle of his index finger gently lifted my chin, the pad of his thumb brushing the shadow beneath my lips. My heart fluttered in my chest, my eyes drawn to his compelling ones as he murmured, "I'm dangerous, doll. I'd do you good if I stayed away." I should've left it alone. I should've listened and shut the door, but I didn't. I couldn't. ~the Mafia's Mercy~ She saw it happen, but she was smart enough to pretend she didn't. She understood why it happened. She understood why it had to happen. What she didn't understand is why they didn't hurt her brother. What she didn't understand is why they didn't hurt her. From the moment she laid eyes on him, she knew her life was set to change forever. The Mafia doesn't kill your parents and leave witnesses behind. How do they make the best use of them? When they're adolescents, they don't dispose of them. Instead, he plans, nurtures, and when he's ready, he exploits.

Immortal (COMPLETED) by JORDANCIAGA

His hands rush to pick up thin dollar bills leaving small paper cuts on his fingers and I can feel the anxiety seeping off of his body. Sweat collecting into a small bead on his neck as he says something like, "You don't know who my boss is, bitch." I press the metal deeper into his scalp, saying I don't give a fuck about who his boss is and if any money is missing I'll take it in the form of bodies. I pull a long strand of brown hair out of my mouth as he tosses a bag into my hand. With a slight smile through my ski mask, I shoot two tiles out in the ceiling before darting out the store and into a back alley. The cashier's nametag ringing in my head as I ran. Cedric. * Wren Parker. A young woman with a troubled past attends her sister's wedding after years of separation. Throughout her visit she finds herself entangled in secret meetings with her sister's fiancé. Little does she know, this is only a twisted start for her and the Thomson family. Word Count: 70-75k COMPLETED ˖◛⁺⑅♡ #32 in Heist (Dec. 2021) #23 in Fiancé (Dec. 12 2021) #7 in Weed (2021) (Any similarities or references to real-life events and individuals are purely coincidental. Everything from Immortal is based on my own personal experiences or made up entirely. My work is also copyrighted, please do not copy or manipulate. Enjoy.♡)

⌫ " Our Story. " ~Jeff x Ben~ by EdNygmaHimself

♔ " "I was TEASING you," he said, cutting Jeff off. Jeff looked up. Ben couldn't help looking into his eyes. "Well... There was some truth to it, I guess..." Jeff mumbled. "And- that's totally okay," Ben added, smiling comfortingly. I wish we could just get away by ourselves. Even if he doesn't like me- I just want to spend some time alone with him. I'm not being selfish, right? Ben thought. " ♔ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a really old Jeffrey Woods x Ben Drowned fanfic I wrote a long time ago lmao. I think I'm going to continue it. (((Btw, one of my friends is very briefly this story because we have a joke about her being a self insert into creepypasta. So... yeah! (I know this is a bit cringe, but it's fun, so, oh well.)))

Human Again (A Jeff the Killer story) by FroggyGirl28

[Completed] " You're so annoying", he suddenly says with pity in his eyes, analyzing my face in disgust. "I prefer to be annoying than a psycho like you!" "You don't know what you're missing, silly girl. My world is a psycho one, true, but so much interesting than yours." He grabs his knife, ready to stab me at any moment. I need to find something to say. Now. "Show me then." He looks at me with surprise and incomprehension. "What?" He pulls his knife away and I know I've won. "Show me your world. In return, I'll show you mine. I'll show you all the beautiful things in it. I'll show you how to be human again." And with that, my world has never been the same anymore. ******************** The character of Jeff isn't mine. Please note that it's a story about Jeff the Killer, but without all the creepypasta thing. I tried to imagine how he'd be if he lived in our real world. Sorry for the grammar mistakes, I'm not from an English speaking country.

The Game [Jeff The Killer x Reader] by CuteHybristophiliac

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

I've Become Like Him by KittenWoman99

"Ahhh!!!" The man's body falls to the floor limp and I fall to the floor out of terror, "Why are you screaming? I saved you from being raped." I look at the man who is holding a gun with a little smile on his face. He holds the gun up to my head and I start crying, "P-Please, p-please don't do this. I-I won't tell anybody." He bends down and I whimper, "I don't think I can let you go. What happened you run and tell in the next three days? You've already seen my face and heard my voice." I shake my head, "I swear I won't tell anybody! I-I don't know anybody!" He looks at me up and down, "I'll give you two choices. I kill you now or you come with me. You can keep me entertained for a while." €€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€ Lyric Dime is a twenty-one year old loner who works in a top tier casino. She has no friends or family and she lives alone in a nice apartment. She's well off, so there's nothing she should complain about. Lyric doesn't talk much so that's why it's hard for her to make any friends or meet new people. But happens when she see someone get murdered in front and has no choice to listen to the killer? €€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€€ I notice that most of my readers hate crying so I'm going to warn you all. The main female character cries a lot and I mean a lot. You have all be warned. Lol. Cover By: @thenovelbully

Sold To My Husband (MxB) by xshellyboox

~Book One Of The Sold To Series~ *UNEDITED* Sneak peek.......... "Yes, he's my son, please don't hurt him I'll do anything" he begged. Does my dad finally care about me? But why he gotta tell him I'm his son that now put me in more danger, dammit! "Anything?" the Greek god said once again scanning over my body before licking his lips. "Give me your son," he said smirking which causes his cute dimples to poke out dam- wait what did he say? "Mr. Dragon, Please anything but that" my dad pleaded. Of course, I love my dad and he loves me we just have a fucked up way of showing it but my dad would never give me to this sexy motherfucker. "I'll give you 2 million dollars," Mr. Dragon said I assume that's his surname since that's what my dad called him. "Really?" my dad asked is this dickhead bastard considering it, yes I finally said it and I don't regret it. I'm worth more than that considering I'm a virgin and have a big ass so it's gonna have to be more than that before I let that happen. "Sorry but-'' my dad was about to refuse the offer when he interrupted him with another offer. "4 Million dollars and considered all your debts paid," He said. My dad quickly got up and looked at me before looking back at Mr.Dragon. I know my father is not about to- "OK." my dad said. "Wait! Hold up Mister, I'm 18 which means I'm old enough to make my decision and my dad do not have a say in this!"I yelled. Causing all attention to myself which I quickly regretted. Mr. Dragon face lights up in amusement at what I just did. "Either that or you both die, simple," he says looking me in the eyes. Why are his eyes so damn intimidating?! *Sorry not really good at descriptions * WARNING!: MATURE LANGUAGE AND CONTENT!!!!! Voices- Rank #5 to Rank #3 to Rank #1 Sold-Rank #13 to Rank #7 Mxb- Rank #9 to Rank #4 Mpreg - Rank #2 Bought - Rank #2 Bxm - Rank #2 Anyway, hope you enjoy! :)

𝖁𐊊օ𝙤ꓒ𝙮 Ꮥm𝗂￨𝒆 (Jeff the Killer x Original Character) by _Zangie-Baby_

𝔄𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱, 𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔩. 18 + --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There's a new killer in town, one who attacks under the guise of the night. Their target? Unsuspecting ladies of the night. The way they dispatch their victims is enough to make any female regardless of occupation wist to stay in when the sun goes down. THe faces of all of their victims have been removed, chunks of flesh and bone remain. Every identifying mark on their face is gone. How? Oh, you wouldn't want to know. The other killer in town doesn't like this newcomer much, they're stealing his spotlight. THe town isn't big enough for the both of them and one day they will bump into each other. When? I can't tell you yet. Just know, 𝔄𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱, 𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔩. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (All original characters are mine and mine alone, the creepypastas such as Jeff the Killer belong to their respective creators)

Psycho Sunshine 18+ by HarlotPlay

I'm broken, but only a little bit. Cracked, really. The small town I'm from doesn't see it that way, though. No, they think I'm a hurricane waiting to happen after what happened to my family eleven years ago. So what if I have an obsession with blood? That doesn't make me crazy! Right? They should be thanking me and calling me a hero after everything I do to keep this town safe from the real monsters. I'll keep my fiery godmother skills to the shadows. I might not be getting any awards anytime soon, but at least everyone is safe, mostly. All is well and good with my lonely little life until a giant of a man that sets my soul on fire comes searching for answers about the death of his brother. Did I mention that I'm the one who killed that brother? oops. This is a short erotic read intended for 18+ ONLY.

When I just moved away. (Jeff x reader) by Ciacci-chan

You just moved away. Far, far away from where you lived before. You still don't know if it was for the better or the worse. But you know that you are not alone, because there is your best friend with you. Warning: this story is absolutely not for a young audience. There is strong language, depression, self harm, gore, rape and sex. Please keep that in mind. I'm mainly doing this because I needed something to get my frustration out and I guess I really like Jeff the killer 😂 I hope that he's still popular but whatev. I bet no one expected this kind of story from me! From the silly Ciacci. And please, in this story I'll accept criticism, after all I intended it to be a serious and scary story and your help will be very apreciated.

Killer Can't Kill Me (Jeff the Killer fanfiction) *COMPLETED* by LemaraLavender

*2016 Update* I plan on getting around to edit this eventually, so forgive the small grammar mistakes. ••••• "I won't kill you" he blurted out with regret. Confusion mingled with my fear. He regretted not killing me? "Who are you?" I asked, slowly moving toward the closed door. He looked at the painting on my easel, and smiled darkly. I saw it clearly for the first time, and my eyes widened. I had painted the man in my dream. His face, twisted in a smirk, dominated the canvas. A swirl of crimson paint surrounded him, and I saw myself in the painting, wearing a long, black evening gown, my hair in a long ponytail, my pail skin glowing, and I stared at the man with love in my eyes. The painting I had created shocked me to the point of forgetting to escape. "Nice" the man said, and yanked open the window above my bed. He crawled out of the room, crouched on the window sill. "Jeff" he said softly, watching me with interest. "Huh?" Came my dumbfounded voice. "My name is Jeff"

MONSTER by Luv4_Ava

A Creepypasta and Jeff The Killer × Fem Reader [ 2 ] ________________________________________ 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 ]

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.]

[ ✔ ] ᴀᴄᴇ - ᴊᴛᴋ by ipsychopast-

"Hey Jeff?" "Hm?" "C-Can I ask you a question?" "What is it?" "Why did you cut your eyelids..?" He chuckled softly and stared at me without blinking. "You can't see the beauty of the world with your eyes closed." *~•>•~* Three main characters in this book: - Witness - Savior - Killer - Prisoner It's just like a game. The main goal is for Y/N (Reader/Savior) to save the Prisoner, known as Jeff the Killer, from the Killer, while her, also trying to stay alive at the same time. However, she has to battle against the overwhelming truths and lies that behold behind closed doors, of who really is the Killer, while only given three lives, and only a limited amount of time. She hopes to show no mercy once she enters this game, and hopes to reveal the truth, saving Jeff, the Prisoner, from the myserious Killer, with the help of her Witnesses. WARNING!: This book contains mature content, gore, and strong language. Viewer discretion is advised. !Disclaimer!: I do not own you, you own you. :) I also do not own any Creepypasta characters in this book. They all belong to their rightful owner. Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoy!~ ^-^ ♡ 《This is a Jeff The Killer X Reader Fanfiction》(#Creepypasta Genre) Original cover does not belong to me, but it was edited by me. :) By: @iPsychoPast Supporters: Everybody & ilostitalready C: Idea: kimberly fukushima, (@luislovekc -->Follow her!) *All Rights Reserved*

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SURVIVOR

A Creepypasta and Jeff The Killer × Fem Reader [ 1 ] ------------------------------------------------ S N E A K P E A K : I slowly brought my right hand up to my mouth, I could taste the horrible sensation of torn flesh on my tongue, against my teeth as the crimson waters swirled beyond my lips. My stomach twisted, making me give out a sickening gurgle. "Y-You, can't hurt me." I gave out a shaky breath, eyeing the tall man above my weak frame while my eyes began to burn and water as it's presence hardened in a mocking manner. "I already have." ... Something hit me hard. ------------------------------------------------------- WARNING : - NSFW - OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE - GORE/HORROR - ADULT SUBSTANCES/TOXINS ... START OF BOOK: 10 / 29 / 22 END OF BOOK: 11 / 24 / 22 [ FINISHED ] #1 in jeffthekillerxreader (this is prolly the worst series ive made and i wrote these ff when i was in psychosis so uh)