Jeff The Killer Cute Novels & Stories

Kade growls warningly but the blonde just laughs. "Don't be like that, I just thought you'd like to know who's going to be looking after your mate when you're dead." Kade turns towards him and the guy just lifts a gun, pointing it straight at my forehead and carries on talking as though he isn't. "I'm Jeff by the way. You've got to tell me, is she a good fuck? I've seen you two at it a couple of times and I've got to say, she looks like she knows what she's doing. I don't mind a bit of dominance between the sheets. I'm thinking she could ride me all night long, what do you reckon?"

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.

Karma stood up and walked over to Marcus's limp dick, with pain in her eyes she remembered every evil he caused with it, she held his limp dick in her hands and was furious as she watched it come alive. “This monster is still getting turned on, even in this situation?!” She smirked, and scoffed and in a swift motion she sliced his dick off. Too bad she couldn't get everything out at once, so she kept slicing till it was completely off. And just like a child holding her award, she happily lifted it up like a champion, ignoring the blood splashing and the vigorous movement of her father on the bed. Tears had caused a streak down his face, as it was obvious he had run out of tears. He was heavi

Still with a careful look, he turned towards the kid who was just listening to us quietly on his side. “Jeffy, why don’t you go back home and show your Mama the sales you made today? I bet she’d be happy.” He smiled at the kid beside him, showing a very subtle dimple on his left cheek; his intimidating look immediately shifted to that sweet guy I saw of him earlier. It was amazing how his face could turn so sweet and so intimidating at the same time. He’s just perfect for this. People wouldn’t doubt he was from the upper class. “Okay.” The kid, Jeffy, mumbled. I looked at him and I could see how he was holding onto his jar of candies tightly. I smiled at the kid. A kid with a clear vision of

In the span of a decade, Jeff had ruined the lives of multiple women, all of whom were innocent, beautiful, young women. It was not difficult to understand. Jeff was a handsome man. Despite being middle-aged, his regular workouts kept him fit. He was a refined, wealthy, and attractive fatherly figure, which seemed to be a trending archetype. Hence, it was normal that many young girls were attracted to him. However, he seemed to have a thing for those from the countryside or from poor backgrounds. Perhaps it was because they seemed purer as they had yet to be tainted by the world. Ethan confirmed Olivia's speculations. "Do you think he sponsors children from rural areas out of goodwill? He on

I signed in defeat as I looked at Jeff , the blonde hair packed to the back with the tattoos that never helped his sadistic look. I don’t know” I groaned in confusion as I ran my hands through my hair over and over again. What about her? Who? Jeff stared at me and glared hardly. You don’t plan on dragging her into your sick world, the woman had gone through one of the worst traumatic things and I think she needs a break. My mouth curls into a smile as I stare at Jeff this was the first time he would ever try to show concern on anyone and it was shocking but that wasn’t the case.

I groaned and stomped my feet like a child throwing a tantrum before throwing myself on the bed. I buried my face on the soft blanket as screamed in frustration. I should have lost my mind for a moment because Jeff was not the Jeff I have known for days. He sounded so dangerous and ruthless. Gone is Jeff who was sweet and caring. All I saw a while ago was a dominant alpha.

In that moment, getting to Victor was all that mattered. The door to Jeff's room—the room directly above the living room—was already unlocked, so she threw it open. Jeff was lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. His face had been slashed with five straight lines like the claws of some giant creature had ripped into him to the point where he was barely recognizable, but she knew it was him. Blood streamed down either side of his mouth, and there was a massive, gaping hole in his chest where his heart had once been.

Less than 10 seconds later I receive a text. SLONE: Holy hell, girl, he’s FIIIIINE! ME: But is he a serial killer? SLONE: Nah, he’s way too hot! ME: So was Jeffrey Dahmer. SLONE: Would Jeffrey Dahmer let you take his photo? ME: Fair point. SLONE: If you don’t take a slice of that beefcake I will! ME: OMG!! SLONE: He he! (winking devil) Taking a deep, steadying breath, I cautiously step outside.

"She called for help, and not only did I hang up on her, but I also mocked her for pulling petty tricks like this." He was shaking violently. "I killed her, Chris. I was the one who sealed her fate with my own two hands." Throat tight with grief, Chris could only hold him closer. After all, any words seemed pale and powerless in the face of such truth and despair. After what felt like an eternity, Connor gradually stopped trembling. He pushed Chris away and staggered to his feet. His face wore an eerie, almost unnatural calm. He took off the uniform jacket that symbolized his role as a patrol officer and draped it gently and carefully over my mutilated body.