Jeff The Killer Creepypasta Story Novels & Stories

He drugged both Mom and Juniper before binding them to chairs. When Mom woke up, he began recounting every detail of how he'd killed me. "You have no idea how the light in her eyes vanished the moment you ended the call. I was going to make it quick, but she looked like she wanted to die and was practically begging for it. Where was the fun in that? "So, I grabbed a knife and cut her along her spine to skin her. You should've seen how pathetic she was, being unable to scream without a tongue. Her bones were so fragile that they all shattered with just a light tap."

Stupid heads! "Whoever did that to our friend, she or he will pay," said Clark. "I will never let this pass." I rolled my eyes. Says who that you’ll catch me? I remember what I wrote in my diary just last night. Dear Diary, Hi, D. Guess what? I already killed Beatrice. The first on the list I will kill. I wanted to laugh at her earlier, she thought I was crazy. Though, she called me a psychopath. I'm not crazy! She is the crazy one. What does she think? I will feel sorry for her, I'll show pity on her? They did not feel sorry for me before. I begged them several times to stop bullying and degrading me, but what? They did not stop. I am not even satisfied with what I did to sister Beatrice. I

Theo fired back as his eyes twitched in outrage. "And be ready to expect her to get a high heart attack, probably for her to collapse and die at the scene. You would be awarded for the most dangerous human being for being behind the death of your closest siblings. Try it. It would surely be fun, don't you think?" Jeffery grinned with his blood-stained teeth wide open like a maniac in a horror movie. Damn! I feel like disappearing.

Alfred muttered, "He died by his own hands after Reiss' mother left. Poor thing left with a son to nurse." That was a sad story. It only showed what humans were capable of. Vile creatures who knew nothing but to hurt each other. "That must have broken him, poor soul." Alfred sighed again, "Now, to you. Tell me what's happening." Ah, yes. My sad sob story. I was now dreading having to talk to him about it now. "I found the one I'd been looking for." "What?" Alfred's eyes bulged. "The traitor? You found her?"

At the very next moment, the crystal necklace in Ivory's hands cracked, and the final wisps of my soul came out. My heart-wrenching sobs filled the hut. "Who's there? Show yourself! Stop trying to scare us!" Jillian cried out in a panic, looking as though she was genuinely afraid I'd returned as a vengeful spirit to claim her life. "As soon as Jillian arrived, the first thing she did was kill me." Everyone shuddered when they heard my eerie, haunting voice.

"It wasn't love at first sight but after all, I was destined to fall for you. Jane…I am a con artist and I approached you with such intention. I knew you were Janet Clinton; Clinton Cole's daughter from the onset… of course, I did some background checks. I wanted the fun and I needed the dough." Jane groaned and her tears spilled. The truth was too painful to bear. Jeff left his seat and moved closer to her. "I'm... I mean... It's all in the beginning, you are so dare to me now and I…" "You wanted fun and the dough? Is that why you did that to my friend? Lisa Peterson! She is all I have but you crushed us!" Jane yelled bitterly. "What!?" Jeff yelled and staggered slightly. He fidgeted and to

And then the creature was consuming him while his heart stuttered to stay alive and his mind cried out for another chance. All around him the ghosts of the women he had raped and killed, the men Walter had encouraged him to torture, floated into his mind. The rain beat down on his upturned face. The creature dropped him into the mud with a sickening thud. Jeff squirmed, tried to crawl, turned his head to see a wolf approaching from the timberline. He tried to make a sound, but there was only a gasping wheeze. Zendedari crouched down and looked him in the eye, completely dispassionate, watching the glaze creeping into the depths of Jeff’s staring eyes. "You go to a hell you deserve, human," h

Jean said in an angry voice. “It means you already decided me as a killer and now you are trying to fit the consequences and the evidence in me. And I won't let you do that. If needed I'll find that Dr. Killer myself and then prove how wrong you all are.” after saying that Jackson anxiously stood up from the chair and stomped out from the room.

Pimples and I took a seat while Jeoff is still talking with people together with Jay. I am just being silent in the corner because I don’t know anything. Until I heard Jeoff sighed when he took a seat. He massaged his head like he didn’t got into an accident and about to die. I salute Jeoff’s body agents which helped him recover easily. They are so strong to fight against sickness. I am silent putting my hand where the wound of Jeoff being stabbed was. He looked at me. “Your wound healed easily, are you a vampire?” “Tsss. How I wish your brother is like me fighting disease.”

Elena responded. A sharp, jagged laugh broke from Mr. Jeffery's throat, filling the quiet room with an evil resonance. "Wonderful. Truly wonderful." He set the glass down, his eyes narrowing into cold, predatory slits. "I really didn't want anyone else who knows about my past walking around alive." A shiver of pure terror ran down Elena’s spine at his words, her posture locking up. Mr. Jeffery noticed her fear and let out a soft hum. "Don't worry, Elena. I won't kill you. As long as you never think about betraying me, you're perfectly safe."