Jeff The Killer Fanart Novels & Stories

The screen pinged again, displaying a message from an encrypted source. I clicked it open. It was a photo of Jeffery unconscious and tied to a chair. And below it, a single line of text: “You disavowed the crown. So now we wear it.”

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.

Jeff was considered a highly respected member within the hierarchy of the shifter culture and so it was accepted that he was honourable and reputable. If Jeff found his mate only for her to die, it would send him into an unstable mental state that had no sure outcome as it could end only in a few ways. If his pack is strong enough to pull him from his funk, he could become a feral rogue or he could end up killing himself or others in the process. “Alright, I’ll get what I can and see if I can make any sense of it.” Rolo nodded respectfully now to each and disappeared into the office looking for Jeff.

And as I did, I felt Tyrelle grabbing a hold of my hair and pulling me back. "Ow! Ow! Ow!" I winced. "Don't you dare walk off without answering my question. Are you or are you not Gabriella?" Just then Aelfric decided that it was time to intervene. He grabbed my hand and slapped Tyrelle's grip on my hair that made him let go. "Go find your own woman, mutt!" He said and stick his tongue out at him. "I'm not your woman!" I yelled. "You know the hybrid." Said Tyrelle. "So I guess you are Gabriella the Killer smile."