Jeff The Killer Brother Novels & Stories

I knew he was doing that intentionally to get on Jeff's nerves, and it really was working because Jeff turned to him with a murderous look on as if he was going to devour Bryant. "And who the heck are you to fuck my sister?" Jeff yelled at him as he kicked his wheelchair so hard and sent it stumbling on the ground, throwing Bryant to the ground roughly. "Bryant!" I shrieked and was going to rush to him when Jeff held my hand and pulled me back with so much force. I had to look at him to confirm if he was really my brother or someone else because he couldn't have gathered so much power, yeah? Bryant crawled to his wheelchair and held it to himself up, but Jeff pushed back the chair and Bryant

“She vanished without a trace. No one knew where she went. My father refused to talk about it, and any time I asked, he would get angry. But I always knew… I always felt something was wrong.” I took a deep breath, my hands shaking. “Then, months later, my entire family was slaughtered.” Dominic’s expression turned murderous, but I wasn’t finished. “It was Leo Levine.” His name felt like poison on my tongue. “I watched as he burned my home to the ground. I saw my father’s lifeless body lying on the floor. My brothers… my uncles… everyone was killed. I was the only one who escaped.” A sob wracked my chest.

] [I don't know what would've happened to J if he hadn't run. [Wasn't he doomed last time? He didn't know Teddy Terror existed. His injury slowed him down. Then he got stabbed to death. And his shitty little bro never opened the door while he screamed for help.] [We've got two killers in this story, chat. If you enable a murder, you're a murderer.] [Justice for J. He treats his little bro like gold. That piece of shit brother has to go.] [Justice for J. Disown that ungrateful little shit after this.]

“I’ll avenge June! I’ll slaughter every last zombie! “Right now, the most important thing is to get me out of here, Eira.” Castiel’s words made me laugh bitterly. “You killed June. Her death was your fault, not anyone else’s. What makes you think I would help you?!” Castiel roared in rage, “Eira, she was just an outsider! I’m your real brother!” ‘An outsider?’ I thought. All these years, June had looked after me and cared for me. When the zombies attacked, she shielded me behind her. Meanwhile, my dear brother was out bathing with his mistress!

"Not my wife and daughter, Jeffrey! Don't touch them!" "Ahh," Jeffrey looked at the ceiling with a tried looking eyes, three bullets marked on the ceiling. He is sitting on the sofa, wide open legs, and his hand resting on his knee holding a real gun. "Why did you tell them about the killing of the old man? It was our plan, remember?" "I'm a demon like you, Jeffrey. If you want him to be killed, do it yourself!"

“I will make your death more painful if you do so. You’re the one who protected your brother, aren’t you? Fred?” That silenced him. After a while, he said, “You knew my brother?” “Knew him?” he asked, stepping toward. “I tore him to pieces. It was the easiest and most satisfying kill of my entire life.” Alfred looked at Keegan with surprise, and then at Rae. She was only relieved to know that she wasn’t dealing with the real Fred. It would have been too terrifying for her. It didn’t take long for Alfred to start screaming profanities at both of them. He shook uncontrollably, and his face reddened as he cried out. “You killed my brother! You bastard!”

Grandpa was always very much against you associating with people from those organizations, and the death of your older brother eighteen years ago was also because of . Jeff's expression turned serious. "One day they will understand, if I don't come back to ANN, I will never be able to know the real cause of my big brother's death." "Have you found out the result yet?" "Not yet, but ......" Jeff's mouth turned up in a curve, "I have a feeling that this truth will surface soon. Besides, I have to save Kourtney, and I'll be back no matter what." "She's your weakness!" Andrew worried for him, "You're taking too many risks, if something happens and your cover is blown, the consequences are unimag

Jeff revealed, his eyes distant as if retracing his steps. The weight of his past actions and the loss he had endured were evident in his demeanor. "Why do you want to take revenge?" Drake's question hung in the air, his curiosity genuine as he sought to understand the motivations behind Jeff's desires. Jeff's voice wavered as he responded, his tone carrying a heaviness that seemed to be the result of years of suppressed emotions. "My family was killed," he said, his voice cracking slightly. "My wife and three children were killed on the same day at my old house."

He cried and rushed over but was blocked by the domineering Titus. “Dad, this is Uncle and Aunty,” Matthew reminded him to stop his father from being so jealous. “I can tell,” Titus said faintly. He just did not want to let unfamiliar men embrace Sheryl. “You’re my older brother, right?” Sheryl looked at Jeffery. When she saw him, she seemed to experience a familiar feeling. “Sherry, I really didn’t expect that… you’re still alive.” Jeffery was truly excited. After all, he grew up with his little sister. It was only after Sheryl left that he gradually became blinded by greed.

"Yes... It seems you're not entirely stupid after all. I know all too well what kind of punishment a murderer faces. He can only blame his bad luck. What does it have to do with me? Besides, it's an honor for those people to die by my hands." My death was actually meticulously planned by Ian. This was a devastating blow to my mother, causing her already fragile mental state to break down even further. "You monster! Why did you do this? He was your brother!" I had heard this countless times, but Ian was the one being questioned today. He reacted as if he had heard the biggest joke. "Mom, you're so naive. If he's not dead, am I supposed to split all our money with him? I hated his hypocrisy th