J The Killer Novels & Stories

He has an unexplainable expression on his face. I knew that I shouldn't be angry with the fact that she was known by him but I couldn't help it since he said he knew her. He said he knew a killer. What will he do if he knows that the person he was asking for is a killer? Does he know he can get into trouble with his claim that he knew her? I knew he doesn't know what he is into.

Chris said laughing while walking to the door. Jerald shook his head and started to eat his skull why did Jake help him? He took out the silencer he gave him. “What are you up to Jake Isaac?” Jerald asked himself as he finished his drink in a gulp. He walked up the stairs to his room and found his wife sleeping so peacefully like her life wasn't in danger a while ago. You should let her go. She resemble your weakness. Jake's words roamed in his mind and he knew he was right one way or the other. He looked at Jennifer, she had her bra on so he took measures into his hands and undressed her.

Jace responded. My jaw clenched and my eyes darkened in anger. I would never expect to hear these words from him. Jace brought the killer of my brother and uncle. I can't wait to punish him until he dies. “Is that real, Alpha Jace? You found the killer?” Dad asked. “Is he the same person?” Mom asked my mate as well, and Jace nodded his head in response. “Yes, he's just the same person. He's currently at the field, guarded by my men.”

At that threat, J-Cane lost his bravado and cowered in his chair, “I didn't kill no cop, y'all.” “Then who fucking did? 'Cause it sure as hell isn't us.” Jo said. “It was Hatter. It was Hatter, y'all. I was just as surprised when he pulled the trigger. The cop seemed to know him.” J-Cane said. “Shut up! Who the hell is Hatter?” Ash asked. “He's the seller. He produces a lot of products. He works out of Gulden.” J-Cane replied. “What does he look like? Describe him to us.” Jo commanded.

She asked. I snatched the letter from my hand, my hands trembling as I read the letter. Everyone in the pack knew Jace was the head of the mafia and a skilled killer. The exact opposite of Conard. While Conard joined the combat, he made his own mafia, and even Alpha Killian could not say a word. If he decides to kill someone, the person would be dead before time.

I panicked more I couldn’t believe that the one I had been living in the same house was the offspring of my parent's killers. The one Daphne had been playing all along with was the offspring of our parent killer who made her mute, And yet the two were already dead. My mind instantly ran back to J who I had left home. I slipped out my cell phone and put a call across to the pack house to make sure J was at home. I paced around the room and finally, after the second ring, someone picked up. The call was connected, and thinking it was J who answered it, I was so quick to talk.

I asked him. He chuckled dryly and sipped the wine that was in front of him on the Superior’s desk. “I make it a priority to keep tabs on my enemies and those around them. And Adrian, is the only person whom he and I have been enemies for a very long time now,” Jax said. “So?” I asked him. “So my dear Isabella, that was what made me know who killed Charlotte. I know Adrian didn’t kill her. I know who the real killer is and I even have proof,” His eyes glistened with mischief.

“Jaren, are you trying to reprimand me?” Jaren was silent. After all these years, this seemed to be the first time ever that he was irritated at Juliet. “Hahaha, I was just playing with you. How could I be so ruthless as to kill my own brother? Jaren, you must remember that it was Tyr Summers who killed Kendall!” Having said that, Juliet stepped on the pedal again. Up ahead on the dark road, a bloody and horrendous silhouette appeared before Juliet’s eyes. “Kendall Jones, do you think you can still frighten me?” Juliet mumbled.

His tears burned and soaked my palm. “Ella, I’m sorry. I was wrong. You can hit me or scold me. Do whatever you want. Just please don’t do this. I beg you.” I only heard white noise. The tears of a murderer felt filthy.