Jeff The Killer の小説・ストーリー

When I could finally get out of bed, a few reporters came to the ward. Before Ryan introduced them, I could already recognize their faces. They set up their equipment, and Ryan sat opposite me again. I unhappily shook the handcuffs around my wrists. “The doctor should have said that it’s a miracle that I’m still alive, right? “With my current health condition, do you think I could flip out and hurt someone? Are you that afraid?” The reporters were already wearing dark expressions in the face of someone like me, who killed her own family. When they saw that I still dared to joke, they immediately mocked me back.

She was the product of an affair between her mother and a Serpentkin. Unable to accept this revelation, he was overcome with rage and died on the spot. Eyes bloodshot, Gareth drew his sword and approached Jillian. "Willow did so much for you, her older sister, but you were cruel enough to kill her." Now that her identity had been exposed, Jillian stopped pretending. She revealed her sharp, crimson fangs and her hideous, massive serpent body.

“I—what?” Elise exhaled. “The night your father was killed… you were supposed to be taken. Not saved.” Lucien’s breath hitched.......barely, but Ariella felt it. “Taken by who?” Ariella whispered. Elise wet her lips. “Someone who’s been hiding behind other names. Other families. Someone who doesn’t want anyone to know they exist.” A beat of silence. Then Elise spoke the words that sank like ice into Ariella’s bones: “Your father’s real killer… is the same person planning to finish what they started.”

“Ella, I know you hate me. That’s fine. I have plenty of time to make it up to you. I’ve already had your mother buried in the most luxurious cemetery in New Yorke—” “Andrew.” I stopped him. “Do you think that murderers mourning their victims are touching?” Andrew’s hand shook violently. The documents slipped from his grip and scattered across the floor.

“I remember when Joe found out you were part of the APM. He asked to join.” “That was just a ruse,” his father said. “I’m sure of it.” “Jasper had one of ‘em in the hideout,” said the third guy. “They rescued him and left Jasper face down in the dirt floor. I know the old woman was with ‘em. Even if she didn’t actually do the deed, she got her just desserts for helping those that killed my boy while rescuing a shadow walker.” “I’ve never been part of a killing before,” Jeff said nervously. “Burying a shadow walker’s body before he can get back to it isn’t the same as sticking a skewer into an old woman’s lungs and letting her bleed out.”

Jeffery said pointing out a lady who was looking at Sean “Everything about my Jenny is special. I should've ordered the sniper to just go ahead with the shot but what if he misses and he shoots Jennifer? I don't understand why would Jennifer choose Jerald fucking Carter as her husband. Why?” “You left her for five years… what do you expect?” Jeffery said and Sean sighed. “You're right. I should just go to her and show her that I'm alive. Yes, I should.” “No. That isn't a smart move, could be a trap to use Jennifer as your weakness. Think about it though, once Jerald learned about the attack a while ago he married Jennifer in front of a lot of people. His enemies included.” “That means my Jen

"The body was gone." Nobody spoke. Nobody breathed. Even the rain outside seemed quieter. "The body was gone," Adrian repeated. "Victor was gone too." Quinn stared. "What about Mark?" Adrian swallowed. "Mark was still there." The room froze, because that changed everything. For years Adrian had believed Mark died. But according to his own memory, Mark survived. Victor survived. The body disappeared. And somebody removed every trace of what happened. Then Damian suddenly spoke. "What if that's why the killer is targeting everyone now?"

"If you hadn't egged me on, I wouldn't have done that," Marina screamed. "It was you. You killed Caitlin. You're the murderer." Anthony suddenly laughed, smacking himself. He wasn't holding back. I could see his cheeks swell up red even from a distance. He dropped to his knees. "You're right. I killed the woman who loved me. Her blood's on my hands. I'm a murderer." I rolled my eyes, and he pulled out his wedding ring, which he had taken off since Marina showed up.

“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.