Jeff The Killer Birthday Novels & Stories

“Daddy are you sure you sent all of the invitations out? Today has to be perfect, I could find my mate you know.” I had to keep myself from rolling my eyes as I served Julie her breakfast. She was rambling on to her father, my uncle and the Alpha of our pack about how today had to be perfect for her. Jealousy rolled through my body, causing bile to back up into my mouth. Julie and I shared the same birthdate, exactly one year apart. No one cared that my 18th birthdate had come and passed or that today was also my birthday. All attention was firmly on Julie, like always.

I looked back at Robert to see both he and Jonathan in deep thoughts, and then as if planned they looked at each other then at me. "What day is it today?" Robert asked as Jonathan ran to pick up something, I looked between them before answering even though the question wasn't directed at me. "Eh... December 10th, why?" I answered. "And when's your birthday?" Robert continued with the questions. "On the 30th. What's going on?" I asked again. "No child, your birthday is on the 24th according to the stars and date you were actually born." Jonathan intercepted. "What?" "That's your actual date of birth. Its sooner than I had expected. We need to begin." Robert said walking away.

It’s like he’s watching to see if I’d slip away and run off with Jeff. If I were alone with him? Hell yes. Fortunately, I have Ethan by my side. I’m not letting him go until this is over. Oh my God, I think as I come to a realization. Ethan’s father is a killer, a criminal. Oh my God. How is he going to take it? He can never find out, I conclude. At least not now. “Good heavens, God must really like me,” Jeff exclaims, coming to stand before me. He doesn’t even acknowledge his friend first.

"Lina was such a sweet and kind person! Jacob! Dad! We need to make those responsible pay for what they did to Lina!" Carly, the one who was behind both Mom's death and mine, broke down in sobs as she threw herself into Dad's and Jacob's arms. Her voice was shrill, grating on my nerves. "From now on, I'll take care of both of you in her place!" I hovered above her, watching as Dad and Jacob wrapped her in a tight embrace. A cold smirk twisted my lips. Wasn't she the real killer here?

“What? Today is Granny Jones’ 80th birthday?” “That’s unacceptable. The old woman is probably heading toward the end of her journey. You mustn’t miss the 80th birthday celebration.” Jeffery’s face was written over with rage and embarrassment. “I’m looking into the matter of you ruining the engagement ceremony, so stop trying to divert the attention. I’ll naturally mention your grandma’s birthday after this.”

I replied and they turned their eyes on me. "You and your anger issues...Anyway, today's my f-cking birthday" Jeffrey said and I gasped. Totally forgot. "Happy birthday di*khead!" I said and threw my pen at him. He chuckled. "Am giving you VIP invite to the party at my mansion. Bring wifey too, I wanna spoil her" he said grinning. "Hands off, you d--k!" I jibed and he laughed. "Okay, you guys can leave now before you trash my office".

I called out, shocked to see him standing with a birthday cake in front of my door. "Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, dear Rachael. Happy birthday to you." He sang with a smile on his face "What are you talking about? Today is not my birthday." I voiced out shocked. "Today is your birthday, Racheal. Today is 6th of November." He stared at me confused. "What?" Jake took out his phone and showed me the date on the phone screen. He was right. Today is indeed sixth of November. Today is my birthday.

My fingers dug into my palm as I clenched my fists tightly. Kai clapped and then rubbed his palms together. "Today is really a remarkable day. Not only is it the birthday of that idiot, it's the death anniversary of three great people. If things go on well, it will be the death anniversary of that brat." "Screw you!" I yelled.

Right after that, the judge banged the gavel, and the trial began. "Sonia Shore, what were you doing on the day the victim, Jean Shore, died?" It took me a long time to react before I slowly opened my mouth. "That day…" That day was both my birthday and Jean's. Of course, my parents and Sebastian would never celebrate my birthday. They would only gather around Jean with smiles, acting like I didn't exist. I was long used to it. So, I went up to the rooftop alone to quietly enjoy the small cake I'd bought for myself.

My colleagues at work were all here, including Adam's. "We're here to celebrate your pre-birthday because some of us won't be around for your birthday due to the holidays" Martha the cook at Burger Zone piped up. Our birthday is on December 27th and this year's pre-birthday is just a day before because our birthday falls on a Saturday this year. "How did you guys get in here anyways?" I asked again. I felt like my face was going to split in two from how hard I was grinning. Everyone pointed at Tyler. I turned to the culprit beside me questioningly.