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Book I of II I'm 17 year's old living in the city, where crime never sleep's. Probably wondering how I mange, I do too. But trust me I've had my fair share of run-ins with assholes, but I've learned to grow a thick skin. I rarely let people in besides my best friend, Chris. We've known each other since we were in diapers. We know everything about each other, but what he doesn't know is that I might be in love with him. And I say 'i might' because I really don't know what I'm feeling. Like cmon, he's my best friend hella cliche right. So yeah, only time will tell, what the hell I'm feeling. "Listen, guys, I just wanna get home." One of the guys tried to grab my bag but I pulled back and held it tight. "Don't we all, little lady." Did he? Oh hell no. I was about to say something, then one of them pulled out something shiny. "I really don't want, any trouble tonight." One of them lunged at me, but then out of nowhere. Someone came literally, falling from the sky. It was a girl, and she was dressed in all black. And she wore a mask, so I couldn't see her face. She turned to me and said. "RUN!" A/N: Helloo my reader, I wanna thank you for taking the time to read my book. I really appreciate it, be free to ask me anything. By messaging me or commenting whatever makes you comfortable. Any feedback is good feedback. And I'll try my best to update daily.

Hello my dear friends! You like blood? Violence? Subject matter of an explicit sexual nature? Then look no further than this: "Not Your Average Ghostface X Reader" (Ghostface X Reader) Story! Your boyfriend just stormed out of your house after (yet another) one of his outbursts. Getting into his car and leaving despite knowing damn well he was too drunk to be behind the wheel. You'd gotten so tired of the abuse, you almost hoped he wouldn't end up making it back. It seemed easier than breaking it off. Safer; for you, at least. But things seem to go from bad, to one hell of an adventure that you were not expecting. Your phone won't stop ringing. And the voice on the other line is not one you can recognize. He says he's after blood tonight, and you could have sworn you heard movement from inside the house. Will the stranger take another life tonight? Or will he take more than just that? Can you last the whole night alone with him? 18+!!!🔞 GRAPHIC VIOLENT AND SEXUAL CONTENT- NOT SUITABLE FOR ALL AUDIENCES ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ : Blood, gore, dead insects/entomology-pinning/taxidermy, domestic violence/domestic abuse, physical assault, graphic sexually explicit scenes, mask kink, breath play/choking, knife play, praise kink, degradation kink, blindfolding, cuckolding, and murder.

Basically, you're 18. You were homeschooled your entire life but you were fine with that, you preferred to be alone. Your parents never cared to spend time with you and they neglected you which was part of the reason you were so used to being alone. You loved creepypastas and read them whenever your parents would neglect you. One night, when you snuck out of the house and towards the lake to go clear your mind, some girls pushed you in and you almost drowned but you were saved by who you thought was a fictional character. Then, you receive a letter, telling you about a camp that was perfect for you. You went and even made some friends, but more and more happens and everything keeps getting worse. You need to try and fix things before things spiral beyond your control, There has to be a way to stop this, right? Read the story to find out what happens! -------- « Book Status: COMPLETE » completed on 03/11/2020 This is a series of books, this book is the first thus why it says 'BOOK 1' in the title. The second book and the rest of them will be on my profile. - BOOKS OUT SO FAR: 2/7 [ also, this is a Marble Hornets and Creepypasta crossover, so expect some Marble Hornets related chapters :) ] [ cover art by Lynnarty ] (!) [TW/CW: strong language, self-harm, suicide, drugs, described gore, long mf chapters lmao] (!) All your support truly means a lot to me! -------- Rankings: hoodieandmasky - #1 ! [wOW] hoodieandmasky - #4 😔 Creepypasta - #595 ouch :,( hoodieandmasky- #3 👀 Creepypasta - #820 seriously- hoodieandmasky- #3 👁-👁 hoodieandmasky - #2 ! Toby - #148 hoodieandmasky - #326 (HOW THE FU-) Toby - #114 :D ticcitobyxreader - #5 ! proxy - #1 ! proxies - #1 !✨ creepypasta - #279 sally williams - #1 (why tho lmao she's like not mentioned once i don't think) creepypasta - #592 toby - #23 :)

Top Rankings: #1 in Rope #1 in Kinky ________________________________________________________________________ Silence holds the room in a deep embrace while I process his words. "What do you mean you agree with the boy?" "Something is off with you. You are disconnected, full of venomous attitude and out of touch with self." With a deep breath, I try to regain control in a situation which suddenly fells as if it is going against me. "It's just a hard moment in life right now, Sir." A sarcastic note hits the last word, as it flicks off my tongue. For I wait a breath, trying to internally compose myself. "It is not my intent to show disrespect to either of you, in any of my roles within this household." "And yet..." The words hung in the air. An overwhelming emotional waves , my shoulders sagged, and I nodded. "Our boy came to me with concerns for your health and well-being. You've unnecessarily worried him, caused concerns for me while I was on travel and worse yet- placed yourself in stressful situations, hard mental states and a place of personal exhaustion." His words cause me to notice a mental weight I did not realize I carried. "You are to take the rest of the day and tomorrow to clear up your desk. Alert your office you need to take two days off. This is a three day weekend, it will give us enough time to adjust this attitude and hit the reset button." "That is not necessary, Sir. While I know I'm out of sorts, I don't think we need to initiate a reset protocol and rite. Besides, the rest button takes more than just a command to make it happen." "Then we should follow the household rules and take a vote. Two-thirds majority will either start the reset protocol or we will sit down to find a different direction. As per our whole agreement when we all entered this unique relationship - we are all equal for this vote. Do you agree to to the vote, Tess?"

The heartbreaking truth comes between two lovers. Love at first sight can be tricky, you don't know what's behind the mask of your forbidden lover. A lot of questions comes behind finding out the truth....do they really love me or is it just a mask? Do I want to know what's behind the mask? ...What will happen when they unmask themselves? Welcome to my world where my life evolves around one equation... New places + new people = new problems - love.

In collaboration with @_Simran_N_ "MASK" A four letter word plays a vital role in each one of our life. To cover our real side, real emotions. We use mask to cover. We do switch from one mask to another for every person in life. We do say "I am an open book in front of a particular person" but we all know either 1 or the other thing maybe the most minor thing that can be. We do hide from that person. Does that mean we are lying? Does that mean we are not loyal or trustworthy? Does that mean we don't value their love and care? Does that mean we are playing with feelings? Behind every mask there is a face and behind that a story Let's see what story this mask is holding behind.

I wear a mask everytime I leave my house. I wear it so well that nobody knows who I really am. Well some do but the rest are just clueless. The problem with wearing it is it gets tiring. You get tired of wearing the mask and living a lie. You get tired of lying to yourself and wanting to please everyone but it's hard when you have people who depend on you. Especially the ones who live their lives through you. It's hard being me but what can I do?. I have to do what I must in order to survive and make sure my family is taken care of.

ticcimask mpreg story if mpreg is not your thing don't read this story read if you don't After getting together then having a night of fun getting important information then moving out to only find out that one of the two never really cared about the other when it's time is up will ticcimask stay ticcimask or two single guys leaving one guy with two kids to take care of with help of really good friend to help him out

In collaboration with @priyaxsidneet "MASK" A four letter word plays a vital role in each one of our life. To cover our real side, real emotions. We use mask to cover. We do switch from one mask to another for every person in life. We do say "I am an open book in front of a particular person" but we all know either 1 or the other thing maybe the most minor thing that can be. We do hide from that person. Does that mean we are lying? Does that mean we are not loyal or trustworthy? Does that mean we don't value their love and care? Does that mean we are playing with feelings? Behind every mask there is a face and behind that a story Let's see what story this mask is holding behind.

"Tsk tsk, such a waste to waste those pretty lips on me like that. You know I could've come over anytime and had you screaming my name, right, my love?" 𝐼 𝑑𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒:) 𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑑;) 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑢𝑎ℎ;)𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑛 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛🤭 *** 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒌, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 "𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒎" 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭....𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨;) 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈♥︎ ♡︎𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘:) ♡︎𝕤𝕖𝕩 ♡︎𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 ♡︎𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕒𝕘𝕖 ♡︎𝔹𝕕𝕤𝕞 ♡︎𝔹𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕘𝕖 ♡︎𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 bl