Jane The Killer Story Novels & Stories

"I need your cooperation, and I need you to think rationally right now. How did you get kidnapped?" Jane wiped her tears away with shaky hands. "I was on the way back from clubbing with two of my friends. They insisted that we walk to my house because it wasn't far from the club, but then they both decided to take a piss in an alley nearby, and I waited for them. But then I felt someone come up behind me, and before I knew what was happening, I was choking on chloroform. I woke up in a basement or maybe a warehouse of some sort—I couldn't tell because I was blindfolded throughout," she said and choked out a sob. "So you didn’t see anything?" Julian asked, and she nodded.

Or she remembers something. “Your father led the raid that killed my mate, robbed me of my baby. A female offered to hold my Hannah so I could quickly pack a bag and I was so frantic that I fell for it. I came out of my hut and they were gone! You bastard,” Jane shouts, taking everyone by surprise.

This eliminated all remaining doubt. Jane meant to kill me. She had from the start, but now she had the means. She was enjoying my pain. She wanted to bring Elva into the underground. She wanted to bring down the royal family. And like this, broken and tattered and weak, I could do nothing to stop her. I could only lie here as the blood pooled under my thighs, spreading around me so that my dress is soaked with it. I could only watch, as she lifted the knife toward the column of my throat. My neck was still marred with love bites from Nicholas’s tender attentions. Would Jane slice through those? Or could I remain Nicholas’s until the very end?

“ You are right Mr Chase. Absolutely correct. The cops will have their way in extracting the truth from me. So better spill the beans after all I would be going to jail for it." Jane relaxed back,her gaze boring into me, sending a shiver down my spine. “ I work alone. I work for no one. Your Father offended my father. He stole his life. His ambition and his dream. This led to my father's death. Your father killed my father. I was brought up single handedly by my Mom and growing up was hell for me. I suffered malnutrition. My mother said I suffered being kicked out for house rent on a daily basis. My school fees were usually paid for by beneficiaries. Your father ruined my father's life,my mo

" I said still grabbing her neck tight. She struggled to remove my hand from the grip but I was far stronger than her. Her face was beginning to look pale and a small yelp escaped from her throat. I let her go and she inhaled a lot of oxygen. This is a lesson she will leave to remember. She got up, shooting dead eyes at me and was about to walk away. Just like that, I felt something slap me right across my face. This bitch never gives up. She dragged the daughter of Luciano out and I was more than confused. Luciano never lets his daughter mingle with people because according to him, she was a delicate flower. Still trying to connect the dots, Inizio came to me with information about her. "Sh

Jane also comes when she hears the commotion. "What is going on?" Mrs.Jane look at Jennifer who was crying. "What happens? why she is crying?" But Evan seems not interested on entertain his mother's question. "Evan---" "I am the one who killed that man," Jennifer said in her one breath. The grip that gets stronger on Jeniifer's arm gets relaxed. Evan narrow his eyes. "Wh--What did yo--you say?" Jennifer gets on her kneel and starts crying. Mrs. Jane who still don't know what is going on hug Jennifer.

Kira suggests, swinging her knives with glee. “ Why? I wasn't the one that almost got killed.” Jade replies. Just then Jane walks out of the forest, her left eye glowing within her blindfolds, and her clothes were cleaned and blood free. “ Why don't you go one on one with me instead Kira? ” Jade turns to her and says. “ It's Killer! Ki_ller for crying out loud,” she replies annoyed. On sight of her, Chesa fell face down to the floor trembling. In desperation for the situation, Dolly kneels in front of her, blocking her with her wide arms facing Jane.

Jane read Marissa's letter carefully, not missing a single word. Her gaze gradually turned cold, like permafrost. So it truly had been Jocelyn's doing. Jane clenched the letter, her expression dark with hostility. She wanted nothing more than to rush to the prison and kill Jocelyn with her own hands. But reason triumphed over impulse. Now, more than ever, she had to remain calm. She could not act recklessly without a foolproof plan. Killing Jocelyn would not make her crimes known.

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

She told Rita and they all sat down as Rita and Vivian filled her with all the lies they have planned to tell, making Katherine turn to the bad person. After Rita and Vivian left the mansion, Jane took out her phone and dialed James number, the call connected immediately. “I need you to look into Katherine Edwards, I want everything about her, her family, her image, what she is, her life before now, everything, and I need it before nightfall!” She ordered, her voice domineering. James shuddered at the other side of the line, and replied, then Jane hung up, James glanced at his phone screen. “Katherine Edward?” He paused his lips. “Is she talking about Katherine Jonas?” He blinked and then it