Jeff The Killer Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jeff pretended not to know. "Don't think we're stupid Jeff, we know you're rehashing your story with Arazel, right? Are you going to keep repeating the same fate that girl had with Arazel?" said Jeanna, which was the first time Jeff saw her angry. So far, only Alonzo and Chloe were known to be cruel. As for Jeanna, she was more neutral. But this time, her anger exploded. She was really angry with Jeff. Jeff looked down in resignation. This time he couldn't avoid it anymore. It seemed that the relationship he had established for about 2 years had to end just like that, once again because of the greed of his own people.

“When Jeffery challenged you. I was hiding in your office while you and dad discussed options.” His face falls. “You heard that discussion.” “Every word. You were not going to fight. You were going to step down. I was afraid you would leave us. Then I saw the fight and you were growling and the way you held him by the throat. One handed you held him of the ground and threw him like a ball.” “I don’t like to kill sweetheart. Not anyone especially family. I’m not a killer.” “You killed today.” “Actually, no, Kendall, Alex and Jacob killed today, I passed judgement and they carried the sentence out.”

Jeffery paused for a fraction of a second, and then another loud, jagged laugh erupted from his chest, his dark eyes gleaming with malicious satisfaction. "You are really doing an amazing job, Elena," Mr. Jeffery said, a dark gleam in his eyes. "Vikram being kidnapped is exactly what I wanted to hear. Now, I want to see how Anthony finds a cure for his mother. She will never get better. I will make sure she eventually dies after everything. This will be the last heartbreak Anthony will ever have—oh, wait, not the last. I still have to get rid of his precious Anna for good. Then, he will finally become the man he was always meant to be." Mr. Jeffery threw his head back, a wicked, booming laug

"It was an accident, really. I didn't mean to..." "Is that so?" Jeff knew perfectly well it wasn't an accident, but he didn't argue. Instead, he smiled wickedly. "If it was an accident, that means you were willing, right? So, why don't we finish what we started last time?" Scarlett's heart raced with anxiety. "Um..." "Not willing, huh?" Jeff sneered. "Didn't you say it was an accident?" His expression turned icy. "Let me tell you, no one in this world dares to hurt me. You're the first one. If I let you off easily, I wouldn't be Jeff!"

Everyone was on edge after Kiara's piercing scream. Kiara’s POV I woke to the smell of fresh roses, and something that smelled of the woods. I inhaled deeply and let out a sigh of satisfaction. “ Ah, welcome back to the land of the living" a familiar voice said. I knew it was Jeff right away. I shot my eyes open and the minute those deep blue eyes made contact with mine tears swelled up and began to fall. The memory of my murdered best friend and meemaw came swirling back to me. My so called father murdered the people I loved. I looked up at Jeff with tears in my eyes and he wiped the stray tears from my cheeks that’s when I felt the tingling sensation where ever he touched. Through my sobs

Alfred muttered, "He died by his own hands after Reiss' mother left. Poor thing left with a son to nurse." That was a sad story. It only showed what humans were capable of. Vile creatures who knew nothing but to hurt each other. "That must have broken him, poor soul." Alfred sighed again, "Now, to you. Tell me what's happening." Ah, yes. My sad sob story. I was now dreading having to talk to him about it now. "I found the one I'd been looking for." "What?" Alfred's eyes bulged. "The traitor? You found her?"

Anger flashed in her vibrant blue eyes. “I tried and they killed dad! They said we'd be next if I helped the Wuffaman's, they'd rip your head off first.” Fear flashed through his eyes. “I couldn't lose you.” He grabbed her hand tightly. “I did what I could in secret, now… I’ve run out of time,” he said indignantly. “Out of time?” she asked, her eyes narrowing in confusion. “They… he wants me to kill them. Go in there and kill them,” he mumbled. He still couldn’t really believe it. Hoping it was all a very, very bad dream.

Jim yelled on the top of his lungs putting all his anger in his voice. " i-i didn't brother. I didn't.... I wanted to save him..." Jim pushed her aside and said one of Guard to lock her up in the basement and went to Jonathan. "LEAVE ME. I WILL KILL HIM. HOW DARE HE LOVE JONATHAN!!! JONATHAN IS ONLY MINE....." "Take her away and tape her mouth before i rip her head off..." Jim said diverting his attention back to Jonathan and Aiden.

“And you’ve been stripped of all titles and reduced to a slave. How dare you walk in here?” Jeff had always been a bastard. Misogynistic. Cruel. He believed no woman had a place in power, especially not me. “Do you know who stands beside me?” I asked. “It doesn’t matter!” he roared, slamming his fist on the polished table. “You’re filth!” In the blink of an eye, Jeff was airborne. Azrik had moved faster than sight could follow, his hand wrapped around Jeff’s throat. The Gamma’s legs kicked helplessly, his fingers clawing at Azrik’s iron grip.

There was an edge to his voice, carrying a faint tremor he likely hadn't noticed himself. Lillian covered her face and began to cry, tears slipping through her fingers. "Ares, it wasn't me... It really wasn't… They're framing me—" Ares cut her off. "Enough." For the first time, his gaze on her carried no indulgence—only disappointment and doubt. He had always believed I was simply jealous. He never imagined Mom had truly died. How could he ever make that right? The werewolves around us were each lost in their own thoughts. Some were quietly wondering how to soothe Vex's wrath, while others were already figuring out how to cut ties with Lillian.