Jeff The Killer Brother Novels & Stories

I couldn't concentrate on that, not when he was stroking his dick in front of me with his eyes on me and not on himself. I wanted to watch him finish, I saw the build up forming inside him by the flex of his body, the slight tipping of his hips but then I heard the ding downstairs that told me Kelvin is at home. Now I gaped and ran away. It was only when I shut my own doors and slid down that I realized the true weight of what I had just done. Gosh, what was I thinking? I just watched my brother's best friend jerk off, like an idiot little girl. I gaped at his beautiful dick like a helpless fool, he didn't stop me but then again, he never reacts to anything. Maybe he was shocked or embarrass

I had nannies looking out for me in mine. My brother told my parents he wanted to play in the shed. I was only there because I was stopping him. He told them a metal bar fell off from the ceiling, and if I wasn’t in the way, it would have hit him big time. He told them I saved his life, but it was really the other way around. My brother saved me, got hurt because of me, and lied to our parents so they wouldn’t punish me. From that moment on, I knew my brother would do anything for me—blood-related or not.

He alighted the car and walked inside the club, where he met Dave sitting on one of the chairs, with three ladies beside him. “Jeff, what happened to your face?” Dave asked the moment he saw him and then asked the ladies to leave them alone. The ladies smiled and winked at Jeff before walking away. “It’s that son of a bitch Brother. He punched me in my face last night at Thomas’s party and asked me to watch my back” Jeff said. “Who? Brandon’s brother? I thought he was dead” he asked. “So I thought, guess he rose from the dead. He’s also protecting Hannah” he said and Dave hummed.

But it was all a lie. A big fat lie. It had started as a cliché romance, a whirlwind affair that made me feel alive in ways I hadn’t felt in years. Alaric was magnetic, pulling me into his orbit with a gravity I couldn’t resist. But as time went on, his charm faded, replaced by something darker, more insidious, and I saw the real ugly him. “Jenny,” he had said one night all of a sudden, his voice was low and conspiratorial. “You know that my brother is a billionaire, right?”

“Yeah, sure. I'll just take a cab together with my boys. Sorry for your brother's death. I'll see you later.” I don't even think Jeff is hit by George's death. “It's okay bro. I'm not even hurt. He deserved to die in the most painful manner!” I can see the anger in Jeff's face as he speaks. What would you have done in his shoes? The nut head tried to kill him for Christ's sake. What if he succeeded? Oh no! I don't even want to imagine. We finish our goodbyes and Jeff leads me towards the bench where his parents are seated.

Three guns slide out. "What are you doing?" The leader said. "I just want to know if you will kill your brother. If you do, then I will die knowing you have always been my enemy." Dam said. Jeff slid his gun towards them. He raised his hands and went towards the door. He got to the door's front and he saw the leader. "I know you are Dan," He referred to the leader's brother. "So that makes you?" " You don't care about me. You only want to fulfill your duty man." The leader said. Damon laughed within himself. How true!

"I killed Leonard... I really killed my brother without a second thought... I pulled the trigger... He wasn't going to kill me, but I did it anyway... Or maybe he was going to kill me... I'm a murderer... I'm a fucking murderer who killed his own brother in cold blood... I killed someone---"

Not exit or emergency. Jay has a average height like 6 feet, but Jeoff and my brother is still taller than him. It is really obvious that you can call him Jeoff’s dog because he follows everything Jeoff will say and order. how about my brother? Is he also acting this way too? Like a dog? Heh! My brother? Seriously? Is doing this common to you bro?! Do you really allow Jeoff to do this to you? No way! My brother is more hardheaded than me. If he knows it was wrong… there is no double doubt about it.

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

I no longer cared about the law I had broken, the police saw me but I could outrun them, the speed of my motorbike could surpass their car's speed. The moment I reached the hospital, my mother hugged me, crying on my shoulder and my father looked unhappy. "Is there something wrong?" I asked and my mom sobbed even louder. "Your younger brother is in a coma," my father replied. "What?!" I exclaimed and glanced at Rhon who was laying down on the hospital bed, not moving an inch. We stayed there for a long time, talking and miserable. "Where is Lenna? I want to ask her what happened," I said when I remembered her.