Jeff The Killer Creepypasta Story Novels & Stories

Jack took a breath. Michael snorted, “You saw her covered in blood... She turned and lost control, she took our parents by surprise and slaughtered them... she's a murderer.” Michael looked from Alpha Luca to Jack. Jack shook his head, “I saw her first turn, it was slow and painful. She came to me three months after our parents died. She was pale and sweating, she started convulsing and I knew. I knew she'd been telling the truth. I locked her up in the cellar and stayed with her for the change. I told you all this the next morning!” Jack glowered at the four stood on the other side of the kitchen.

Quill asked in confusion, "Captain Hefner, how did you know that this was a trap that the killer had set up?" If he remembered it correctly, he hadn't mentioned Aaron's conversation with him on the rooftop to anyone since the incident. Could it be that Jefferson had a bionic ear? Jefferson didn't plan to hide anything from Quill too. He handed the letter to Quill and admitted, "I'm not as resourceful as you think but I just received this threat letter." As soon as Quill read the letter, his previous doubts were finally cleared. He grunted, "Captain Hefner, what type of person could this murderer be? He's so arrogant. He not only dismembered his victims but also dared to threaten you."

Rex said, thoughtfully. “She died a few hours ago,” Jeffrey pronounced in a matter-of-fact way. Rex was not only shocked about the news, but he was completely taken aback by the apathy shown by Jeffrey over the death of his mother. Seeing his father’s surprise, Jeffrey smirked. “Did you expect me to be sad and tearful? We wish for death in this place. In fact, we long for it. You’ll see what I mean soon enough.” He scratched his head in thought. “They bred mother until her body gave out and then they turned her into a servant while they waited for her to die. I don’t know why they don’t just kill us instead of letting us deteriorate like that. It’s twisted. Then, they’re a very twiste

The malevolent creature was about to dig his teeth into my flesh when I gave a powerful kick to his groin. He plummeted on the wooden platform. “Kill her!” The dwarf braced for his bleeding knees. “If the Alpha would be mated with her, it’s going to be the end of our freaking world!” the dwarf-like creature screamed at the top of his lungs while pointing a finger at me. Everyone stopped moving. Slowly, they shifted to their heels and scared expressions pierced my already aching chest. I gasped, licking the blood on my lower lip. “Yes! Kill her!” a pale-white six-footer man bellowed, “She’s going to end us if we don’t!”

I looked down at our joined hands. "My father..." The words caught in my throat. Noah didn't interrupt. "He wasn't just cruel to me, he was a vile bitter person that destroys whatever good that comes his way.." My voice came out quieter than I intended. "He destroyed someone I loved." His thumb slowly brushed over my knuckles. "My childhood best friend." I swallowed hard. "Marcus raped her." The words hung heavily between us. "She didn't even understand what he did, but it affected her mentally, although she suffered from infection and internal bleeding, she couldn't even tell her parents what happened to her. Before she died, her death broke me, Noah."

Jeff didn’t know much about his personal life, but he assumed Darren must have slept with lots of girls, because he himself would definitely do so. “It’s all lies, Luna. He sleeps with every girl he meets,” Jeff pretended to be angry, “he is a real villain, a loathsome rogue. The only thing he can do is lie and cheat. Back at the hotel, he deceived you and traded you for your father’s property. Now he lies to you again, because he wants you to be his baby machine. If I were you, I would punish him for what he did, Luna. I will even … kill him.”

Jeff exhaled slowly, “The cameras at the protest were tampered with. There’s a gap in the footage, right at the moment the smoke bomb went off. Whoever did this knew exactly what they were doing.” My heart sank, “So we have nothing.” “For now,” His eyes darkened, “But I’m not giving up.” I stared at him, searching his face, “What are you going to do?” Jeff’s jaw flexed, “I have people looking for him and I don’t mean just security, I mean people who know how to find ghosts.” A shiver ran down my spine, Jeff wasn’t just talking about private investigators, he was talking about people from his past. The past he’d tried to keep buried.

Freya left the room with the maid and I counted to ten underneath my breath before going after them. I knew she would be mad if she found out but I couldn't resist until I knew my sister was fine. I watched her enter Alpha Jaxon's office then once the door was closed, I went as close as I could before pressing my ear to the door. I heard Alpha Jaxon's deep gravelly voice and I was even more scared. That was his angry voice. He was pissed. "You see, Jeff here told me a very interesting story before he died." I stiffened. Jeff? Wasn't he the one that Freya had— Goddess no!

I asked, my head throbbing “I couldn’t figure out why such kind of a man could stalk me. “Did Jeff send you to kill me?” I asked cowering away from him. His eyes sharpened on my face and for a minute I saw something flash in them. “What do you mean I want to kill you? No…. fucking way. I’m not a murderer in any way and I have never associated myself with Jeff. Did he treat you that badly? he asked, looking genuinely concerned but I was not in the mood for entertaining him. I wanted him gone. I never even wished to meet with him again.

I just wondered how many of them, who didn't have any backup plan, would still be laughing an hour from now. My eyes turned red as I trembled and called Mom. Thinking back to how I was pushed off that building in my last life, and how Mom's car had gone off a cliff, leaving nothing behind but wreckage, I couldn't stop the tears. This time, I was going to make those ungrateful people pay for their choices. I was going to make them understand just how stupid they really were. Time passed slowly. 15 minutes later, Jeffrey finally showed up, panting with a backpack in his arms.