Jane The Killer Real Face Novels & Stories

Staring at him she heard him say, “Now take my hand and take me inside. You know you should welcome me properly right?” She didn’t want to do that. Why would she ever want to touch him? How dare he even think that she would want him back in her life after all that he had done. But to her surprise she felt a pressure on her hand and not leaving eye contact she slowly moved her hand up to his, feeling the pain from the exertion she was putting on her own mind to try and defy him. Was she always like this? Was this truly who she was? What happened to the killer that didn’t fear anyone?

I could only imagine how they both looked at me while I swam in my own foolishness. The elevator chimed, and I turned towards it as I anticipated seeing Brad, my lawyer. As the elevator door opened, I was in shock as I saw three police officers step out of it. “Good day, Mrs. Mia Marcus,” one of the police officers, who was in the middle, greeted, dressed in a black suit, while the others were in police uniforms. “Good day. How may I help you?” I asked. “My name is Inspector Luke, and these are my colleagues. You are under arrest for the murder of Miss Eunice Connor,” Luke stated, and I died in that moment.

BAKIT GANTO YUNG FEELING KO NA NAMAN ANG WEIRD? "Investigator pano mong nalaman na nabuhay si manule at hindi ko sya napatay?"Diretsang tanong ko sakanya at nakita kong nag iba ang timpla ng mukha nya ang kaninang pagpipigil na mukha ay mukha na syang kabado at namumutla pa.

She has Mira's hair and his eyes. The teenage girls eyes widen in surprise and shock. "Hey...ermm is Mira around,I heard about the news and I want to pay my respects. I am Jan...."she cuts me off "You are Jane Jones,my uncle's ex wife. Please do come in"she says and steps aside for me to enter. She closes the door behind me. "Right this way. Her friends are with her,as well my family"she mutters and leads the way. I stopped in my tracks when we got to the living room and all eyes were on me.

“Maybe hire someone who can make good food. Jane wasn’t really the best cook.” “Hm, I didn’t notice,” Roman replied, the information a surprise to him. Alana pushed away from his chest and turned to face him. She looked nervous as she gathered her courage. “What happened with Jane? Was she arrested?” she asked, her brown eyes meeting his green ones. Roman looked at her, his face serious and almost unreadable. He brushed a strand of her hair between his thumb and finger before answering. “I killed her.” His answer was simple and calm, like he was talking about something ordinary.

She said as she brought out her phone. Jane's heart was palpitating, she stabbed herself on her back. She had thought Nova would fold, as she used to be traumatised by words of her previous marriage. However the bitch overcame it. Her hands formed a fist and her teeth cleaned hard against each other. Nova showed her phone to the press and they immediately began to bombard Jane with questions. “Who is the man in that photo with you? Jane's breath came in shallow bursts, each exhale sounding louder than it should.

“I hacked into your computer, your phone, your email. I have everything. I know about the pulling down of the club in the east and the people you killed to make it happen. I know about you pushing drugs, pushing Ps, is that not what you guys call it? I know about the money laundering, the tax evasion, the bribes. I know it all, Rick. And I’m going to expose you. I’m going to ruin you. I’m going to make you pay for what you did to me and to so many others.” I laughed, a bitter sound that echoed in the empty room. He looked at me with a mix of fear and hatred in his eyes. “You’re so evil, Jane,” he spat, his face twisted with rage. “I never knew that I married someone as evil as you. You have

she said, “Go very far away,” “Begin our lives on a fresh plate,” “But instead you chose to see me like the monster,” she yelled in his face. Her tone gradually increasing, now sounded teary and I at this point, my heart was being three times as fast, and I was sweating very profusely. “What happened to you, Kieran?’ she asked, “Where is the Kieran that would move the world, just to see me smile?” “You killed him, Jane,” Kieran responded.

Desmond’s perfect grin is eerily bright as he turns his head in profile. He snaps his fingers, and a moment later I hear a young woman scream around a rag shoved between her lips. They pin her down in a nearby chair, and they angle her towards me so that I can see every cut and bruise covering her face. It was Jane. “What do you think, Hunter,” Debrassy leered. “You think she’ll beg me if I leave her alone with Gunther for a few minutes.”

"What? What are you talking about? Who is Jason's mother?" Dr Andesh asked and pressed a button under her desk. "It's an interesting story, but unfortunately, your people will start coming in and I don't want too many dead people in this room," Jane said and set the gun. "If you are going to kill me, at least tell me who Jason's mother is?" Dr Andesh said and Jane smiled. "The nanny who took him to the park and he got kidnapped," Jane replied with a smile, and Dr Andesh raised an eyebrow wondering how but before she could ask another question hoping to buy time for someone to come in, Jane pulled the trigger.