Genocider Jill Novels & Stories

Jill POV He’s never looked more like an Alpha than in this moment. If I weren’t the one enduring his wrath, I would be in awe of the power emanating from him. But instead, I’m terrified. I swallow the fear, focusing on keeping my breathing steady. “Jill Sanders, I’ve found enough evidence to prove that your parents, Emily and Jack, were responsible for my parents’, Logan and Tessa Cohan’s, deaths. They entered our home and murdered them in cold blood. If they had found me that night, I don’t doubt they would’ve killed me too.”

I was drenched in water, and I was going to have to explain to Henry why I was so wet. Whenever he got home that is. … Jills POV What a strange woman she was; it was clear she had some type of abilities. Which meant she could be part of the killer organization, or the Moonshadow. Or maybe she was a lone wolf like Gavin. Either way, she went out of her way to help Jill and she would be forever grateful for that. Jill was drenched in water and felt very uncomfortable, but she supposed it could have been much worse. She shuddered at the thought of what could have happened.

Then, she told every last detail of the incident. “Fifth Junior saw you coming out of Shochiku’s room last night, so I suspect that Shochiku tried to seduce Big Brother...” “I called her out with an excuse and slapped her with a whip.” “I ordered Seventh Junior to defile her, but I didn’t expect her to jump into Witch River...” Jill revealed everything. By then, all the fellow disciples of Hygieia Valley were stunned. Never did they expect that everything told by Jill was fake.

She disappeared and the three of them stared at her empty chair. “What?!! Did she just disappear?” Jill shouted in anguish. “Well if you can’t see her than that obviously means…” Olivia said in an awe. “That was a rhetorical question and you don’t answer a rhetorical question,” Jill gritted her teeth. “Ha-ha, good point,” Meredith said with amusement. “This whole thing looks like a plan to get us killed,” Olivia was finding it hard to snap out of the shock. “Yes, about that! Technically I cannot die I am a ghost. I am already dead,” Jill said with a smirk.

She glanced over at Kaileeh, who was staring at Rian. “Is there a lake nearby?” Jillie asked, now looking at me. I nodded. “You didn’t lose it. You just didn’t follow the rain.” “What?” Garret asked. “It was a Wendigo,” she said. “A Wendigo?” Rian asked. “Yep.” “What makes you think that, Doll?” Mason asked.

“He’s dead.” “And they were his kids.” Jilly nodded her head. “They were not my secret admirers. They came to take revenge on the one who killed his father. Me. Do you see the problem? Now shut up and don’t speak a word.” Jilly grabbed his neck and push him to walk inside.

She would not have been assassinated by his sister if his second uncle had not done what he did all those years ago, and… He and Sally would never have needed to be separated for five years! Everything had happened because the middle-aged man in front of him could not understand basic morals and freely pursued what he considered fun! “Can’t deny he’s a b*stard.” A woman’s cold voice rang out. Jill was the one who had just spoken. Jill had never liked Sally, but she had grown up with Nicole by her side. She had just as much affection for Nicole as Sally did. Then, Jill took a deep breath and stepped out of the crowd. “Elijah Moses. I think there’s something I need to tell you.

I would rather die with a taunt on my lips than give my enemies the satisfaction of seeing me break. “Enough.” Dr Moreau’s voice cut through the haze. “You’re going to kill her before we’ve even started.” Jillian stepped back, breathing hard. She looked half-mad, her hollow eyes blazing with something that wasn’t quite satisfaction. “She won’t stop talking,” Jillian panted. “She’s fucking insane.” So she wanted my fear and trembling? Too bad she wasn’t getting it.

It hadn’t been running, it hadn’t been skiing, it hadn’t been any of Dylan’s crazy antics like sky diving or parasailing that had killed Jill. It had been one cell that mutated and mutated and mutated until finally it had taken over her body, the lymphoma wasting her away and neither of them had gotten over her death from eighteen months ago. In some ways Mike had gotten over Jill even faster than Dylan, though Dylan had been the first to go out and find somebody to sleep with. Mike hadn’t gone out and broken that physical barrier yet, replacing the memory of Jill’s body with someone else’s— he just hadn’t. Couldn’t.

“It’s like shooting fish in a barrel!” “Yeah, but I’m feeling a little fishy myself right now!” Paul yelled back as the Vampires let go another barrage of gunfire aimed at the Guardians and Hunters still on the stairs. Jeb ducked behind Paul, and he made himself as wide as possible as there was a yelp of pain behind them. He turned to see Jill was hit in the leg. She stumbled, and one of the Guardians from Margie’s team swooped her up and rushed her back up the stairs, out of the fray. There were still several Guardians on the first floor, clearing rooms, but through his IAC, Paul could see they hadn’t found anything, so he thought the Hunter would be relatively safe up there.