LoneGhost

I don't know if it's the world that ruins humans, or if it's humans that ruin the world; but of one thing I am sure: humans spoil other humans. I know this because my life was completely screwed up by one person who took everything from me. Maybe "monster" is a better word to describe him (and even then, it's not even close to what he is). From the day I saw him, I felt cursed. He destroyed my being, and he laughed as he did. Now he wants to become like him, while holding back from spanking me every time he looks at me; and death, my only way out, is so far away. Ah, how I envy the dead. I wish this was all a dream; but if you don't wake up from the nightmare, maybe you're not dreaming, right? This boy I speak of is the personification of my disgrace. Maybe you've heard of him: white skin, black eyes, twisted mind, and a sick smile... an insane smile.

Chockie Cookier

Natasha and Molly Hill have been foster sisters since they were little. They always experienced certain bizarre occurrences, wondering if they were the only ones in that small town who saw that... But, when she arrives at high school and goes to journalism school, Natasha meets four other young people who also saw it. everything and wondered the same as she and her sister. Quickly, together they became the "Parnormal", a research group on supernatural subjects. However, because of a fight started by the sisters' mysterious past, they temporarily separated, but now in the present, they are reunited to face a bigger problem...

minhocauhaha

After regaining consciousness in a carnage between life and death, Louis tries to regain his memories by any means necessary, while still trying to deal with four sadistic guys who kidnapped her for some reason. His main objective was to survive despite everything, until he remembered who he was and why he was there.

Joker

Mysterious voice: Wake up my dear children from the biggest creppypastas in the world, time for you to go back to where you started, with new adventures, new friends and enemies too, and who knows, new friends! So I woke up scared Leo: What was that?! I was breaking out in a cold sweat....Who was he?

gabsossai

To what extent is a person able to withstand the supernatural? Pages. Hastily ripped out of any notebook and placed millimetrically next to each other, covering every corner and remnant of what was once a beautiful white wall, they decorate the environment. Filled with meaningless words and drawings, Charles Campbell avoided looking. It was scary. suffocating. It was all too heavy and it only got worse when Charles remembered. Those pages were made by her own mother… ...and now she was dead.

An Eclipse reveals your memories of a past life and a fated romance.