Jeff The Killer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I’m talking about your plan with Pete Milestone. The zip ties, water, and sleeping pills in your car tells a different story, Jeff. Were you supposed to deliver me for your payment? Did it make you feel like a big, strong man to pin that murder on me?” Jefferson shook his head. “That fucking bitch just had to keep her mouth shut!” “Yeah … she left you for the same reason she left me. She really doesn’t condone murder, except yours. She knows I’m going to kill you and she’s upstairs right now, having a drink with my brothers. Who knows, she might even fuck one of them before the night’s over.” “He’ll be looking for me,” Jefferson said, and spat on the floor.

She turns herself around as she found herself a vacant table, with her eyes still on me, I focused on the next customer in line and tried not to mind Elaine who was sitting right in front of the counter. Hi, my name is Sef Janessa Addison. Well people around me call me Jeff, and I really don't know why, they have their reasons though. They said Sef sounds like a man's name while Janessa is too long, and so they stick up with Jeff (which totally makes me sound and look like a brute). I'm attending Jameson University, which is where everyone is an elite. Sometimes I really feel like I don't belong there but for my dream, I've learned to deal with it. Cinderellas of today do not rely on their P

A second later, my phone buzzed with a video stream from the camera at my front door: Jeffrey had furiously kicked the door open and stormed into my house, a wooden stick in his hand, looking everywhere for me. He was shouting my name through clenched teeth, going crazy and breaking my furniture. "Carol Hoffman! Come out, you worthless witch! How dare you kidnap Elaine! Do you have any idea how much you've hurt her? "I'm your senior, and I’m going to make sure you learn your lesson today!” As he ranted, I finally understood what Elaine was hinting at. I turned on the camera's speaker and argued back, "How can you be so sure I took her, and not that she made it all up?"

One Mathew was willing to dispose of after she did his biding. "Then who is the threat?", her head tilted unconsciously, scrutinising his every move. "Alpha Damien Anderson, of the Blue blood pack" he growled. Andrea noticed how his fists clenched, his eyes glazed over – his wolfs anger giving away his hatred. "They will kill me the moment I succeed", the alpha before her smirked knowingly at her words. Alpha Damien of the Blue Moon pack was the most ruthless Alpha in centuries and Mathew was certain his people would hunt her down if she succeeded. If she failed then he would certainly kill her himself.

“ A zillionaire? I asked myself. I got out of the bed and run to my mom in the kitchen. She was chopping some broccoli. “ Mom, have you seen the new trend? I asked. “ No, I was busy making breakfast for myself” she replied not even looking up to me. “ Mom, Jeff is a zillionaire? She said. “ Jeff? Who is Jeff? She asked. “ Dad’s previous driver, the one we had set up for Kaira” I whisper.

Jefferson:- Who is this? The person replied instantly. Unknown:-It's Tishe😊🍨 I scoffed and face palmed myself. Tishe! That weird pink-a-palooza. I saved her number. Jefferson:- How did you get my number? Tishe:- Ur brother. I made a mental note to kill Lee when we got home. After he has forgiven me. Jefferson;- What made you think something was wrong with me about my dad? Tishe:- Freaky best friend thing😋

" Jeffrey looked back in shock. I was already paralyzed on the floor, and my wrists were still raised high in his cupped hands. "Audrey, what are you talking about?" By now, my lips had bitten purple. Looking at Jeffrey's gradually enlarging face, I recalled the kidnapper's harsh words, "You are a dog of the Chaney family, pestering your master." "Jeffrey, no, Mr. Chaney, I won't pester you anymore. I won't dare anymore." Jeffrey finally realized that something was wrong with my mental condition, and his movements became much gentler, wrapping his arms around my waist and picking me up from the ground.

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.

It’s like he’s watching to see if I’d slip away and run off with Jeff. If I were alone with him? Hell yes. Fortunately, I have Ethan by my side. I’m not letting him go until this is over. Oh my God, I think as I come to a realization. Ethan’s father is a killer, a criminal. Oh my God. How is he going to take it? He can never find out, I conclude. At least not now. “Good heavens, God must really like me,” Jeff exclaims, coming to stand before me. He doesn’t even acknowledge his friend first.

“It’s you, Jeff. You still look very-“ I stared at his almost ragged brown trousers and a red shirt with yellow stains on it. He had become worse than the last time I saw him, almost a year back. I was pregnant by then, my belly so big and my cheeks on the verge of exploding. “Forget it,” he said. “You’re doing quite well but have forgotten your first friends.” Friends? Were we ever friends? I did not remember that part. I was lost for words. “But if there’s one thing that never fails to make an appearance, it’s karma. And it will come for you. Sooner than you expect. Mark my words, Lena Kamara. Or is it Lena Elliot?” “Jeff, what-“ He walked away immediately. I wanted to chase after him for