Creepypasta Jeff Novels & Stories

Damon started . " Of course everyone wants to be like us , powerful and invincible ." intrupted Jeffey flexing his muscles . " Joke isn't over yet ." snapped Damon . " Huh so getting back to the point i used watch a lot of these fanatsy movies that had werewolves and child psychology i just wished to be one of them ....but .... then ...i recovered ." finsihed Damon giggling .Jeffery gave an eye roll . " Heheehee ." answered back Jefefry Sarcastically ." So are you telling me why you thought of me being a bloody sucking demon like you ?" asked Jeffery .

Our fingers tangled on the rail—and our eyes widened at the same time. At the end of the lower hallway, Lucille’s bedroom door clicked open. Jeffery crept out on his tiptoes, shoes clutched in one hand, looking around like a criminal. He took three steps before his eyes drifted upward and locked onto us. Jeffery let out a high-pitched shriek, nearly dropping his boots. “Holy shit! Why are you two standing there like creepy twins from a horror movie?” My grip on his hand tightened. “Joffery. Why the fuck are you sneaking out of my Lucille’s room at seven in the morning?”

“Where’s that son of a bitch? Where’s Brandon and Hannah” Jeff yelled and Daniel stared at him wondering who he was. “Jeff…..” Arianna called with a surprised look on her face. “What are you doing here?” She asked and Jeff scoffed. “I’m a Colby, Of course, I can enter here anytime,” he said and Arianna hummed. “You should leave Jeff. We don’t want trouble…” Arianna said and Jeff scoffed. “I’m not leaving until Brandon and Hannah give me the paper to my site…”

He made her happy just by being around. "I'm sorry for doing it this way, but it's my only option." His words didn’t make any sense. She’d agreed to let him drug and question her, so why was he apologizing? “What is your ex’s name?” “I told you. Jeff." "His last name?" "Alderdice." "And where does Jeff work?" "Back in Austin. He works for his father's real estate development firm.” "Bella, is Jeff a vampire?" The question drew a blank. Vampire? She knew what vampire meant, but her mind couldn’t process it in the context of Jeff. It was like Victor was asking a computer to call up data that just wasn’t there.

He wiped his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked away. ******************* Morris ended the call and dropped the phone slowly. “Fred is undergoing surgery. Ruptured appendix. Grandpa says it’s serious.” Amanda looked up. “And Jeff? He must be a wreck.” Before he could reply, they heard soft footsteps. Amanda stepped into the living room and saw Jeff, still in his nightwear, walking toward his room like a sleepwalker. “Jeff,” she said gently. He turned, and without a word, broke down in her arms. The weight of it pulled them both slowly to the floor.

Jess just stood there as if her legs didn't work as the stranger reached out and smelt her hair. "Hey! What the hell are you doing you CREEP!" Jackie yelled as she ran over. "Let's go Jess." Jackie pulled her by the arm and they rushed for the door. Jess could hear the guy talking to himself as he watched them leave, "Such a pretty girl, I'm gonna getcha pretty girl." Jess noticed that he was missing a few teeth when he smiled at her through the storefront window. "What a creep, what the hell was wrong with that guy? He was probably some kind of pedophile. Why did you even let him close enough to touch you?" Jackie went on rambling as Jess sat in silence.

"What's this that popped up out of nowhere today?" The photo showed a young guy with a chest crisscrossed with nasty scars. I knew right away—it was Jeffrey's secret account. It looked like the old beggar was gearing up to leech off Jeffrey's youth after swapping health with Juliet. A comment popped up. [Looks like you're dealing with some old guilt, huh?] The cry for help was zapped from the internet in no time. Just a few minutes later, Jeffrey's text buzzed in. [Yazzy, did you check out the car and house I told you about?]

I couldn't offer him what he deserved, and I wouldn't lie to my children. The next morning, back in Eldoria City, Jeffrey was staring at the ceiling of the VTN ROOM. Having a pup around had effectively murdered his ability to sleep. His lifelong commitment to being a bachelor felt like the smartest move he’d ever made. He didn't wake the small wolf curled up in the oversized bed. Instead, he slipped into the sitting area, ordered a mountain of protein-heavy breakfast, and dialed Howard Pierce. Howard sounded like he was speaking through a fog of exhaustion. "Jeffrey? Do you have any idea what hour the moon is at?"

But I wish it wasn't in a room I'm sure has an infestation of creepy crawlies. "Huh? What the hell are you talking about?" I mumble, laying back down. "Well, he's the one who gave me the sedative for the coffee and had me give it to you. He told me to make sure you quit. Told me it would make Sanders explode!" Jeff snickers. "It worked!" Why the hell is the room spinning? It's not supposed to spin when I'm laying down... Not unless... I try to focus on what Jeff is spouting out. For some reason, this seems important.

He didn't want to reveal what had just happened. "I passed out? But I think I saw... I saw a monster..." Jeffrey scratched his head, still dazed. "That was just a nightmare. We didn't see any monsters," Adrian said casually. "And you are..." Jeffrey frowned at Adrian in puzzlement.