Jeff Reader Novels & Stories

I find a spot by the window and settle in, scanning the room while I wait for Jacob. That’s when Jeff walks in. Jeff has this effortless kind of presence. He’s tall, with sharp features softened by an easy smile. His slightly ginger hair is perpetually tousled, like he just stepped out of a photoshoot, and his gray eyes seem to pierce through everything they land on. He comes from a family of influential politicians. People whose names get mentioned in the news, but you’d never guess it from the way he carries himself. “Mara,” he says, spotting me and making his way over. “Mind if I join you?”

“How did you know? That I was having a PTE episode?” “I’m a medical student.” A long breath leaves him. He turns toward the screen where Jeffery had appeared earlier. “A doctor by day, a romance reader by night.” I blink. “How do you know?” “I picked up the book you dropped the other night.” A pause. His gaze drifts to my hand. “I didn’t know you were married. I wouldn’t have… bothered you.” “I’m not married.” “The tanzanite on your finger says otherwise.”

He really prefers reading newspaper inside my room? What kind of reason is that Jeoff! Are you insane?! What did you eat today?! And I am going to tell them not to cook it again! But wait… Is he not going to go to work today? Gosh… is he not afraid to get late. Haist. That useless thought Lily. Jeoff is the CEO of his company! What should I do?! I am running out of time! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update)

“You’re so weird. I’m telling you the truth here, why don’t you believe me?” “You want me to believe you?” Jeffrey laughed out loud as if he had just heard the funniest joke ever. “Do you think you can trick me, little deadbeat loser? I’m Jeffrey Weaver!” Charlie asked curiously, “Are you famous? Why haven’t I heard of you before?” Jeffrey sneered, “Weaver Pharmaceuticals, have you heard it before? I’m the general manager of the company.” Charlie shook his head. “I’m sorry, I haven’t heard of it.”

He grabbed the plate from my hand and placed it in its designated place. "You have read Rose's file, right?" I queried almost skeptically. I knew, even if he had read her file, that he was not at liberty to disclose any information to me. If anyone found out, he could possibly lose his job. There was a reason certain files were kept confidential. He nodded indicating that he did, in fact, read through her file. "So, anything you would like to share?" I pursued. He let out an exasperated sigh and in a low whisper he began to speak, "She's not like Macy and you."

ABOUT THE AUTHOR Dave Jeffery is author of 12 novels, two collections and numerous short stories. His Necropolis Rising series and yeti adventure Frostbite have both featured on the Amazon #1 bestseller list. His YA work features critically acclaimed Beatrice Beecham series and Finding Jericho, a contemporary mental health novel which has featured on the BBC Health and the Independent Schools Entrance Examination Board’s recommended reading lists. Jeffery is a member of the Society of Authors, British Fantasy Society (where he is a regular book reviewer), and the Horror Writers Association. He is also a registered mental health professional with a BSc (Hons) in Mental Health Studies and a Ma

A familiar book for the ride back. Jeffrey leaned closer. “What are you reading?” I didn’t look up. “Philip’s Room by Raven Black.” He looked stunned. “No fucking way! For real?”