Jeff The Killer Hot Novels & Stories

The couple in the corner leaned forward, their expressions curious. Jeffrey hunched lower in his seat, pulling his cap down further. "I'm not" he started. "I know you're not," the guy said, still grinning. "But you definitely are." Brielle watched the scene unfold, her arms crossed over her chest. She could see how uncomfortable he was, how desperately he was trying to disappear. But something about the situation felt like karma, like the universe had decided to pay him back for being an arrogant asshole this morning. "He's right," she called out, her voice cutting through the murmurs. "That is Jeffrey Kyler. Star player for," She paused, pretending to think. "The hockey team. You know the o

He looked at my physique and stated, "Yes, I'm the one who paid for your drink." "So what's your name?" I asked. "Jeffrey, Jeffrey Stenhouse is my name" he said. "Nice to meet you, Jeffrey," I said as I smiled. He just nodded and continued looking at my body. I muttered, "Such a jerk." Moreover, I'm going to seduce him because I'm on a mission and I know he's a womanizer, so it will be easy for me to kill him. After approaching him, I sat down on his lap.

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.

“My day?” My day had included a press conference where a woman called me a murderer on live television and then called me privately to form a secret alliance while confessing to a hidden affair with the man I had killed and also buried evidence of abuse for. I picked up my phone to check my emails and somehow ended up on his name and I pressed the call button before I could talk myself out of it. It rang twice. "Karma." His voice was awake. Fully awake. Like he hadn't been sleeping either.

Jean said in an angry voice. “It means you already decided me as a killer and now you are trying to fit the consequences and the evidence in me. And I won't let you do that. If needed I'll find that Dr. Killer myself and then prove how wrong you all are.” after saying that Jackson anxiously stood up from the chair and stomped out from the room.

he said to himself. I ARRIVED at the hotel as if nothing had happened, and I went straight to the room and didn't ring the doorbell because I had my card with me. “Jenn, good and you're back. Where are you from?” Haressa asked worriedly. She and Lie are currently drinking beer. Before I answered, I opened a bottle of beer and sat in front of them. “I killed Jeff's mistress,” I replied calmly. “What?” they both asked at the same time and were obviously surprised.

He was clearly not interested in cooperating with them. "We've come here to talk about working with you, Jeffrey," Alyssa began, using a more acceptable term. "Work with me? Do you think I'm an idiot, Ms. Alyssa? I nearly died under both your hands. You two want to work with me? What nonsense!" Jeffrey scoffed. "You didn't succeed in killing us, though you wanted to, did you?" Alyssa asked with a faint smile. Jeffrey's brows furrowed. He was a mercenary, a trained hitman. Alyssa's words were insulting his expertise.

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.

Jeffery continued. "Who's worried to her!" James curtly replied evasively. Jeff smirked even more at the man he considered family. James was an introvert. He never shares feeling with others. Moreover, James never had a lover like the other mafia bosses. He was playing with women with no strings attached for sexual desire only. Soon, Earth returns, and Doctor Jeff injects medicine to reduce Delilah's fever. "If her fever doesn't go down by morning, take her to my clinic. I hope no infection occurred. Good evening gentlemen, I need to rest!" said Jeff Alejandro casually. Grey immediately took Jeff's bag to escort him out.

she cried, pushing back to meet every thrust. Jeff reached around and rubbed her clit again. She came a second time, squirting around his cock. With a deep groan, he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding her with hot pulses. They collapsed together, sweaty and tangled. Jeff pulled her close, his hand stroking her hair almost gently now that the fire had burned off. “You drive me crazy,” he murmured against her temple. “Seeing another man even look at you… I wanted to kill him.”