Jeff The Killer Birthday Novels & Stories

Keyara replied softly. Grey sighed, then he looked at Keyara. "Alright Key, it's game time..." Keyara raised her head. "G... game?" "When is my birthday?" Grey asked, looking at Keyara. Keyara widened her eyes again. Another question about Grey's personal life. Keyara looked down, seeming to give up, but then she raised her head and confidently answered, "July 27th." Grey was surprised that Keyara knew. "You know?" "I'm a fan of a triangle love story, and I know the main character in it has the same birthday as the creator because the character was created based on the creator's birthday!" Keyara exclaimed proudly, this time she managed to win Grey's game.

“Okay, so we’ll give him some time to calm down. Maybe if you could heal your legs, he might be willing?” “Yeah, but I don’t know how. I was trying before I fell asleep earlier. By the way, what day is it?” “16th March 2011.” “Oh my! It’s really two years after and my birthday is in a few weeks.” “Really? What day?” “2nd April. I’ll be sixteen.” “A good year to celebrate!” “Yeah…” It is a good year to celebrate but what really am I celebrating? Mom’s not here anymore, no one knows who her killer is and I haven’t even made any progress in my life. No prom or…

Looking into his enchanting blue eyes, I softened my face. “What’s the date?” I asked him. “August twenty-seventh, why’s that?” “Huh, I’m nineteen now. Guess I slept through my birthday” “When was your birthday?” Gunner asked a little shocked. “It was on August fourth” “Well, you missed mine too, it was July sixteenth” “Oh well, just another year right” “I think we should have a birthday party, for both of us. It can be a welcome-back slash I-was-in-a-coma-for-my-birthday kind of party. What do you think?” he asked with a hint of excitement in his tone.

he murmurs ashamedly. “You should feel bad for that, that was incredibly creepy,” I say matter-of-factly. He nods, “I have learned my lesson. To answer your question, I’m thirty-three. My birthday is June sixth. In case you were wondering,” he says with a playful smirk. “Noted. I’m twenty-eight, if you were wondering and my birthday is October thirty-first.” “Your birthday is on Halloween?” he asks with surprise. “No way!” “That was never an issue until I moved here,” I sigh.

Elanor let out a sigh. Then, she said quietly, “Young Master Bauer…” “Enough. Let’s not talk about this.” Jeff waved his hand to cut her off. “How are your injuries?” “Were you scared?” “That b*stard was one of mine, but he still tried to kill you! He deserves death!” Jeff clapped his hands. Right after that, someone handed a firearm to him. He pulled the trigger without even bothering to look at the man with the buzzcut.

She asked and i scoffed. "I know they've known each other, for some of the life and they just reconnected later on" I said while she penned down some words. "Jeff didn't kill her, a day to their wedding. How would he? How could he?" I asked. "He had everything set up and he had his babies and he loved her, that i know" I said and she nodded. "Actually none of us did-" "It had to be someone th- Her father?" My eyes glinted before it dulled again.

March 29th, 2011: Tuesday Spring ~~~~~~~~~~ There was still a chill in the air as Tony walked out of the bedroom, fully dressed. When his alarm had gone off, he had just assumed it was another work day until he got out of the shower. That was right, it was his twenty-first birthday today. The owner of the shop, old man Jace, always gave the employees their birthdays off. It was actually mandatory, and the smarmy, old codger would get really upset if someone came into work on their birthday. He was a nice guy, but strange in many ways.

Looking into his enchanting blue eyes, I softened my face. “What’s the date?” I asked him. “August twenty-seventh, why’s that?” “Huh, I’m nineteen now. Guess I slept through my birthday”. “When was your birthday?” Gunner asked a little shocked. “It was on August fourth”. “Well, you missed mine too, it was July sixteenth” “Oh well, just another year right”. “I think we should have a birthday party, for both of us. It can be a welcome-back slash I-was-in-a-coma-for-my-birthday kind of party. What do you think?” he asked with a hint of excitement in his tone.

Dalton gave him was doing him wonders. “We have men watching him; you just have to say the words, and he's dead,” one of them said, and I smiled, then thought for a second. “When is his birthday?” I asked, as when I made a deal with him, he mentioned something like retiring on his birthday and that the money I was to pay him would take him a long way. “The doctor?” “Yeah.” “Um, four days from now.” “Good, then we let him finish his year; we kill him the next day after his birthday.”

Jeff's voice intervenes: "Beautiful do you like what you see, if that's the way you and I can be, if you allow me, I remember that husbands do that and much more, I am to respect, you can't imagine when I respect a woman as beautiful as you, we are already adults remember, your 25 years old, just like me that age I am we are two adults, who handle ourselves in an adult way, and you must relax -he tells her while the blonde feels a heat that invades her body when Jeff approaches, and takes her waist. "Don't touch me," she removes Jeff's hands. "I don't understand what's bothering you? -Jeff asks with confusion. "It doesn't bother me, it's just that who gave you the information about me, you j