Jane The Killer Creepypasta Novels & Stories

I couldn’t tell if I was awake or trapped in a dream. "You came back to me? Did you come to kill me?" I let out a laugh. "I won’t even fight you. Do it." "Makarius," the voice said, and I opened my eyes to see Jane. My hand went around her neck. "Leave, or I will kill you." My glass hit the door after she closed it.

“Fucking bleed out, you stuck pig,” Jane growled. She ripped the knife out of my thigh, and somehow that hurt worse. The blood poured down, staining the front of my dress crimson. I trembled. I couldn’t find words, only cries of pain. “You think I have any lingering feelings for you? For Elva?” Jane crouched over me. Her face was twisted with vicious mockery. Her lip was curled in disgust. “I have hated you since the womb, bitch. I have lived and dreamed for this moment. And now that it is here?” Jane began to laugh maniacally.

The fear of those days was rooted in my heart as if a large, dark hand was dragging me into the abyss. "Jane. This is what happens when you run away and resist! It's a judgment for the weak and the waste!" Gillian's stern voice rang out. I saw the look of disgust in his eyes. For me. Gillian's POV I took Jane to see my pet early this morning. I wanted to show this cowardly woman what true strength is. After the first captive was torn to pieces, I saw Jane take two steps back. She seemed terrified of the scene, but it was only just beginning. Did she retreat so quickly? Can't she even take this? Her performance was awful. Not only her physical strength, but even her mental strength is so weak

Almost a washed out, like he has been around too long, and his eyes have lost their luster. When he forces a smile, I notice several teeth missing and one cracked in the front before he closes his mouth while waiting for me to do something. As the two of us stand there in this awkward moment, I speak up and answer, “I am Jason Hathaway. I believe you have heard of me, but it isn’t what you think. I am not a serial killer but rather I have been afflicted with the same thing you have and that wasn’t a red-haired woman but merely a creature that feeds on us to exist that attacked you yesterday.” I can only assume he doesn’t know what to say, because the next minute he just opens his mouth an

" Back then, my dad believed a rumor and drove up the mountain in a blizzard. I had always thought it was just an accident. My eyes were bloodshot as I stared at him. I could no longer control the twisted look on my face. "Hayden! I want you six feet under just like my dad!" I used all my strength to pull myself up. I reached for the shattered glass and tried to stab him with it, but the moment I picked it up, the attending physician stopped me. "Mr. Kirkland, your mother just flatlined!"

"You're a lunatic, Victoria." I leaned against the window, watching the crowd pound on the glass. "But only lunatics are remembered, Agent." And this, all of this, was my masterpiece. The case exploded across the nation. Soon, the "Coma Killer" case was trending everywhere. [Former Art Prodigy Kills Ten: A Twisted Mind or a Deeper Conspiracy?] [Can a Person in a Coma Kill? Experts Weigh In on the Methods] The buzz on Twitter was hotter than the presidential election.

The sound of breaking china echoed through the emptiness of the corridor. The brothers wheeled around immediately. There was a hollow, elongated wail; as if fear and grief were weaved into a single chord. Jyoti twisted her way out of Esha’s room and hurried down the corridor towards them. Her face was pale and contorted. Her wide eyes seemed to burst out from the sockets, as if she had just confronted a ghastly apparition. Meera stood frozen, unable to comprehend the reason for the horror in Jyoti’s eyes.

She lost her strength when her shoulder was dislocated, and then she felt a hit in her back as the second rogue kicked her there. Jane heard Kim telling her to run, but her legs refused to move. She was staring at the horrid scene of two rogues brutally hitting Kim, and Jane fell to her knees when a spurt of blood splashed on her face. Was that blood Kim’s? Jane opened her mouth in a silent scream for them to stop. Why were they doing this? What was the point of this violence? Only a year ago, she saw her mother and five siblings being murdered by their abusive father, and Jane survived by accident because she hid under the bed, and he was too drunk to count them all, and Jane slipped throug

My head tilted slightly back, my eyes locking onto the full moon. I felt everything starting to change inside me. “Hello Jane.” I heard a voice speak inside my head. And immediately I knew it was her, her voice was exactly how I remembered it. It’s been so long since I’ve heard her voice, not since that night when she helped me escape from the Blood Moon Pack, from Zander. “Aleu?” I asked. “Yes Jane, it’s been some time.” She said. “It has.” I said. “I’m here now Jane.” She said.

Jane was satisfied, even though she had a minor injury. The incident started when Jane entered Jester's condominium because she installed hidden cameras and also destroyed all of Jester’s belongings, including their picture frames as a couple. But Kate suddenly came, scolded her, and threatened to report her to the police. Jane was so obsessed with doing what she wanted to do. Then she locked the door and talked intensively to the woman. She said she would also be charged with adultery because she allegedly had an affair with her husband.