Jeff The Killer Backstory Novels & Stories

She had served up their food and now they sat together at the dining table eating. “My mate died two years ago in a rogue attack. He was working patrol and tried to stop them”, his voice hitched and even Andrea’s wolf whimpered at the pain in his voice. “I’m sorry. I’m sure he was amazing”, she whispered. “He was. He never shut up”, he laughed again and Andrea joined in. “What about you? Do you have a mate?” “Technically, yes. I just never accepted him”, she decided to keep her answer as close to the truth as possible in case he was to ever see the mark on her shoulder.

But he didn't expect that I would go out to look for him, and I was even captured by Jeffrey back to the Chaney residence. Before dinner in the evening, I nestled on the sofa, holding my ID card in one hand and checking my phone with the other. In the kitchen, Kash cooked while chatting with me. "Joanna was arrested, and the court has filed a lawsuit against her." "OK." "Jeffrey is suspected of ... intentional homicide. He might have to be summoned for questioning as well." "Well, I'll write a letter of understanding then." At some point, the sound in the kitchen stopped. Kash came behind me and hugged me.

Seeing them play into my hands for the promise of position and money, I was determined to follow through. Damiano looked at his parents and scoffed. He could not believe his parents would deny that he was their son just for profit. He suddenly recalled that I had been in this same position before. I once got tied up and violently interrogated. But I never revealed a single thing about his location until I was rescued. I helped David and Victoria up and graciously said. “Of course I believe you. You’re Don Vestri’s parents. However, we need to deal with this traitor now!”

Jeff pretended to be angry, “he is a real villain, a loathsome rogue. The only thing he can do is lie and cheat. Back at the hotel, he deceived you and traded you for your father’s property. Now he lies to you again, because he wants you to be his baby machine. If I were you, I would punish him for what he did, Luna. I will even … kill him.” Amelia grabbed his shoulders fiercely, acting enraged by what Jeff had just told her, “Tell me how?! Tell me how to kill that fucking bastard!” Jeff was startled by her aggression, but he was thrilled to see Amelia fall into his trap. He swept Amelia’s hands from his shoulders, then persuaded her in a placid tone, “Take it easy, Luna, we must do it caref

“I—what?” Elise exhaled. “The night your father was killed… you were supposed to be taken. Not saved.” Lucien’s breath hitched.......barely, but Ariella felt it. “Taken by who?” Ariella whispered. Elise wet her lips. “Someone who’s been hiding behind other names. Other families. Someone who doesn’t want anyone to know they exist.” A beat of silence. Then Elise spoke the words that sank like ice into Ariella’s bones: “Your father’s real killer… is the same person planning to finish what they started.”

Jeff exhaled slowly, “The cameras at the protest were tampered with. There’s a gap in the footage, right at the moment the smoke bomb went off. Whoever did this knew exactly what they were doing.” My heart sank, “So we have nothing.” “For now,” His eyes darkened, “But I’m not giving up.” I stared at him, searching his face, “What are you going to do?” Jeff’s jaw flexed, “I have people looking for him and I don’t mean just security, I mean people who know how to find ghosts.” A shiver ran down my spine, Jeff wasn’t just talking about private investigators, he was talking about people from his past. The past he’d tried to keep buried.

That night, Jeff had just returned to his apartment. He felt something strange. A car had been following him this evening. He was alert and walked towards the next alley. He hadn't taken a few steps when suddenly he was shot in the arm and, fortunately, missed it a little. Nevertheless. A great pain came. Because he didn't hit the vital point, two men in black jumped out. Blocked his way. There was actually someone using a pin pistol, and it seemed to be a professional killer. What the hell is going on here?

Beta Kappa replied, unconcerned. "Oh really? You were only doing the right thing? I see, by framing my family, and putting the life of the people in danger," Jeffery rumbles, moving closer to the beta. Beta Kappa chuckled. "I didn't frame you at all my alpha, but I was only trying to follow the right path. You killed the human king, and I had to let his lovely wife know about it," he says with a smirk. "I didn't kill him, I didn't!" Jeffery grabs his clothes, angrily strangling his neck.

A highway pursuit of a fugitive ended in a crash. I was rushed to the hospital alongside a death-row convict. "The patient's left chest cavity has been pierced by rebar. He needs emergency surgery immediately. Get his family on the line!" I did not want my mother, who was thousands of miles away, to worry. I forced myself to stay conscious and prepared to sign the consent form on my own. Yet the deputy chief of the military hospital snatched the form out of my hands. He ordered the staff to wheel me out of the operating room by force, all so they could treat the barely scratched convict instead. "Save him first. He has a clotting disorder. If the bleeding isn't stopped now, it'll be fata

I had already made my choice. Maybe I'm a psycho, but he made me his psychopath. But I wasn't going to stop killing until I get to Rarf. I need to end this. He needs to die. As soon as we arrived home, I strode to my room and made sure the door was locked, meaning no one in, no one out. My heart was heavy. Rarf found me before I could. I spent all my life searching for him, killing men like him; the mafia just to get better so that if I find him, he will be dead before he can even think. I was kicked out of the place I called family because of my stupid mistakes. They taught me basically everything I know; how to think fast when in a murder situation, how to hold a gun and how to have the pe