Jane The Killer Creepypasta の小説・ストーリー

I muttered, rubbing my forehead. For a moment, none of us spoke. Then Zoey frowned, noticing Jane was busy doing something because her attention wasn’t on us. “What are you up to?” Zoey asked, and Jane looked up for just a second. “Searching for something.” She replied. “What?” Curious about what gets Jane to look this serious. “Scrolling through a bitch page.” She replies, she sounds bothered, and furrows my brow, confused. Zoey's expression mirrored mine. “Jane, don’t tell me… you’re scrolling through Sarah’s page?”

"Gentlemen, I don't know what has happened here today, but I suggest you get rid of this body and clean up the rest of the field. I am waiting for my compensation so I can leave, Council Members! It looks like a massacre has happened here." "Very well, um, what's your name again?" "My name is Jessblue, High Harbinger!" He looks at me and says, "Jessblue, I will have the guard bring your payment to you." Fifteen minutes later, I walk out of Bluestoria fields with my payment and the documents I had stolen from the tournament table stating I was a slave to the council members. Now, I begin my promise and journey to live life and not let anything break me down ever again. I will become stronger

"Not all good fruits come from good trees. Jane may be anything to you or to someone else but the truth is, she exists. I want to know about Jane because you wrote her name on your file. I have read the sentence where you described her as charming. Yet, you call her a demon before leaving her name blank. Who is Jane, Perer? Is she a woman you loved that is dead? I am referring to her as a woman because you said she is twenty-five and from what I know, you are not above eighteen." "Jane is a woman," I began with trembling lips. "Jane is a friend. Jane is a sister. Jane is someone who died before I was born. Jane is a distorted image that is fading slowly in my mind. She is a creature that onc

Catalina’s POV I drove to Jane's house because I felt responsible to help her. I also called 911, and help was on its way to Jane. Then, after a few minutes, I got to Jane's house, and all I could hear was her sobbing on the porch with a hand covered with blood. I thought she had done something wrong, but it wasn't her. Someone was here and killed her two maids on the balcony. Their necks were open as if they had been bitten and sucked by a dangerous animal, but I knew that wasn't the case. A vampire did it.

Ashley Falls: I was thinking if what Jane was saying has to do something with werewolves. "Do you believe in supernatural beings?" Out of nowhere, Jane asked. I was startled at first by her question but then I replied, "What are you talking about? There's nothing like supernatural beings. Don't be so ridiculous". "Yeah, I should get some sleep". Jane said. Jane Miller: I was trying to sleep at Ashley's house. I was feeling better until I heard someone whispering my name in my ear. "Jane… Jane…. I know you can hear me". I opened my eyes. But still couldn't see anyone besides Ashley sleeping on the side of the bed.

She doesn’t even know what’s gotten into her for helping them, maybe this could be a trap to lure her and steal. He raised an eyebrow at her attitude, “How will I know you’re not some crazy murderer or what.” She closed her eyes and pursed her lips, getting pissed at him for treating her like this. “My name is Jane, and I’m a nurse at the community hospital, and if I am a murderer, like what you’ve said, I should have killed you the moment you’ve welcomed me in this house. Do you want my help or not? cause I’m a very busy person, I don’t have all day for this.”

"Nothing. Never mind." "Jane, what are you talking about?" "I have to go." "Jane, wait—" I hung up the phone. Within ten minutes, Sandra was at my door. "Jane, let me in." I let her in and immediately started crying. "Sandra, I'm so scared." "Of what?" "Of everyone finding out I'm a fraud." "You're not a fraud." "Yes, I am. Jane Phillips-Garrett is made up. She's a character I created."

“It wasn’t just a dream. It felt so real – Paisley almost drowned and then they were in this jungle and there was this snake… and Parker wrestled the thing and there was a landslide, it was horrible!” Wrapping my arms around her small body, I cuddle her close to my chest, purring gently. “No angel, it’s okay. It’s just your mind playing tricks. We’re going to find them, it’s all going to be okay.” “You don’t know that!” Jane sobs, clinging to me. “They’re too little, they can’t survive on their own.”

He bites my earlobe and pants his hot breath into my ear. And yet, instead of sinking his canines into my neck and completing his claim on me, he does something completely unexpected- the cruelest of acts. With his length still buried deep inside of me, his arms around my body and the evidence of his possession still marking my skin, he says the words- “I, Xavier Bellator, reject you Jane, as my mate. By the divine creed that is my word, I rebuke any and all bonds that tie my soul to yours”.

I felt an intense surge of anger, as if I wanted to gouge out the eyes of every man present! My focus then shifted to a corner of the ballroom, where I spotted Jane without her mask. But what I witnessed next surprised me even further. Jane was standing right in front of that damned man! The conniving Stallone who had nearly bankrupted me! His hands were shamelessly placed on Jane's exposed hips.