Jeff The Killer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Please calm down baby. What exactly is the matter?. Jefsexy said in his usual female tune trying to use his hands with his long beautiful painted finger to touch him in a sexy style as his usual manner. "Don't touch me.you're a snitch. How dare you betray me, you slept with that broke old donkey ass who called himself billionaire and signed a dump and useless contract with him.” He said, pulling his hands away from him. "How could you Jeffrey?. Have you forgotten where I picked you from?. You were a common cleaner who had no vision” “You were a dirty kid and I cleaned you up to take care of my ass alone and not to be fucking any damned useless old godforsaken ass you find on the street". He

Beta Kappa replied, unconcerned. "Oh really? You were only doing the right thing? I see, by framing my family, and putting the life of the people in danger," Jeffery rumbles, moving closer to the beta. Beta Kappa chuckled. "I didn't frame you at all my alpha, but I was only trying to follow the right path. You killed the human king, and I had to let his lovely wife know about it," he says with a smirk. "I didn't kill him, I didn't!" Jeffery grabs his clothes, angrily strangling his neck.

We still had that talk between us. "Are you planning to get yourself drunk at my party? "If that is what it will take for me to forget about Dahlia and everything that happened here tonight" "You know that I can speak about it that whoever speaks About it will be killed off" "You don't have to do all that, I am sure boy Many people will remember it except they want to be punished by me as well" Jeff was another werewolf who was feared in the pack, he was strong and knew how to handle situations when I was gone, I admire Hon a lot for always being there even when I didn't ask for it.

"Are you incapable of understanding human language? My father is dead. You got him killed. While you were busy taking pictures with that assistant of yours, the kidnappers beat him to death." Dead silence fell outside the door. After a long while, Jeff finally spoke again. His voice carried the faintest tremor—along with even greater disbelief. "You… you're making up stories again? You'd even tell a lie like this just to gain sympathy? Carol, you really disappoint me." Leaning against the door, I closed my eyes. Disappoint him? Who exactly had disappointed whom? "Get lost." "Carol!" "GET LOST!!!" I slammed my foot hard against the door, the impact making Jeff stumble back with a startled cur

It has been so long, And ever since I returned and regained my memory, I haven’t had the opportunity to visit him. “Have you found Asher?” Someone behind me said. I was so startled, but when I turned around, I was more shocked. “Do you miss your grandpa that much?” Jeff? “W…wh…what are you doing…” I tried to put the words together, but I couldn’t. Jeff is in prison waiting for his death, Who is this? And why does he look like Jeff? “Hahahaaha, Blair, do not be surprised, this is me.”

His eyes were cold, deadly, and terrifying, but despite the fact that he had just knocked out two of Will's teeth, the man still wasn't taking him seriously. Will spat blood onto the floor and laughed weakly. “So what do you plan to do now? You and I both know I have the upper hand here. This place is crawling with men who would do my bidding in the blink of an eye, and besides, you don’t have the guts to shoot me. It doesn't matter what you do, Jeff. My plans for you will come to pass.” Jeff’s expression didn’t change. “I know you don't intend for Ashley and me to leave here alive, but I swear to God, Will, I’ll gladly drag you to the afterlife with me.”

"They were like a different species, totally different from us. Only that they were too naive and knew nothing about violence." "It must have been a heaven." Sandra nodded, her next word interrupted by Jeff's whisper. "There's one of the Killer mummies heading over." "Do you think they heard us?" Wei asked. "No." Jeff stayed fix in his position. "This one is different. It feels as if he is looking back at me." "What do you—" Salvador was about to head over when Jeff jumped aside, blood gushing out of his right shoulder from where he was hit. "Fuck."

She tugged Jeff’s hands crying hysterically “Jeff, I can’t live with killing someone… oh… Jeff…” “Darling…Shhh!” Jeff coaxed patiently and comforted her till she fell asleep. He rose from the bed with knitted brows. He couldn’t believe those stupid women had the nerve to use his woman as a gun. He was going to make them bleed. He narrowed his eyes as he called a friend who works in the hospital. There were no admissions in the hospital. Jeff hesitated before calling Bryan. “Big bro, can we meet somewhere outside?” “Um” “Can we meet at downtown café?”

Nothing left. Jeff stood there for a second, then muttered, "She really didn't leave me anything." Frank shot him a sharp look. "And who even are you to her? Why WOULD she?" Jeff met his eyes, cold. "Fiancé." Frank scoffed. "Fiancé? You had her and didn't give a damn. Jeff, go die." Then he swung. Fist connected hard with Jeff's jaw. Jeff went down, caught off guard. He wiped his mouth, stared at the blood like it meant nothing.

She whispered, fresh tears clogging her eyes now. "Never." He spat disdainfully. "Take that bastard of yours to its real father. The reporter you have been fucking." For some odd reason, that knowledge made Jeffery feel.... angry "No no no!" She rushed out. "It's not Abel's." "I don't care, Joana. You have complicated my life enough." He sighed now, taking a few steps away from her. "When I came here and stayed in wait for you..." He began, walking towards the sofa to pick up his phone. "I had in mind to kill you. With this gun."