Jeff The Killer Novels & Stories

“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.

Elanor let out a sigh. Then, she said quietly, “Young Master Bauer…” “Enough. Let’s not talk about this.” Jeff waved his hand to cut her off. “How are your injuries?” “Were you scared?” “That b*stard was one of mine, but he still tried to kill you! He deserves death!” Jeff clapped his hands. Right after that, someone handed a firearm to him. He pulled the trigger without even bothering to look at the man with the buzzcut.

“You can’t kill me now. The Chancellor will see it as betrayal. Brandon will freaking kill you for real this time.” “If I’m insane, then what do you call yourself as someone who killed Elliot, burned my Grandmother’s castle down, and manipulated Zarion’s feelings back when he and I hadn't yet met?” Silence. Hestia didn’t give an ounce of answer. That’s all I need to hear. I released a sharper battle cry this time, ready to see her brain scatter in the snowy ground. But the stone only managed to hit her shoulder as a firm grip around my wrist sent me gaping.

he asked me ”The king has questions for you and you will answer them honestly,” Jeff said and Alpha Robert laughed “Well surely the king is old enough to speak for himself,” he said “Your daughter is here and we want to know what happened to her mother” Jeff cut to the chase realizing that Robert wasn’t intent on being difficult “I killed her,” he said nonchalantly and I balled my hand into a fist struggling to control my tempter as I stared at his arrogant face ”Why, if I may ask?” Jeff asked

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.

"I know, I know, but there was no way for me to inform the police, or anyone else, about my suspicion without me sounding crazy and paranoid to them. Even my sister thought that I was letting my hate for Will cloud my judgment. I had to be doubly sure of what I was telling them first." "You don't understand, Jeff. This isn't just an ordinary abduction. It's much bigger than that. I'm surprised that Will has had this place for this long without anyone noticing what's going on inside it. I think he's a drug dealer. This is the place he brings and tortures his defaulters, as well as the people who wrong him. He is not at all what he portrays to the public, Jeff. He's a cold-blooded murderer. He

"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.

"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."

I had already made my choice. Maybe I'm a psycho, but he made me his psychopath. But I wasn't going to stop killing until I get to Rarf. I need to end this. He needs to die. As soon as we arrived home, I strode to my room and made sure the door was locked, meaning no one in, no one out. My heart was heavy. Rarf found me before I could. I spent all my life searching for him, killing men like him; the mafia just to get better so that if I find him, he will be dead before he can even think. I was kicked out of the place I called family because of my stupid mistakes. They taught me basically everything I know; how to think fast when in a murder situation, how to hold a gun and how to have the pe

But deep down, he knew this was the truth and he could not deny it. “Did you kill him?” he asked suddenly. Kyla’s eyes widened in shock. “What? No! Why would you even ask that?” Jeffrey’s voice grew harsher. “The fake kidnapping, the fake marriage… Now we’re fake siblings too? Oh, and I saw your weapons! What the hell do you really do, Kyla?” He stood up, his anger spilling out of him. Kyla looked at him, stunned. For a moment, she thought she would cry right there, but she fought them back. “I know what you think, Jeffrey. But it's nothing like it, I didn’t kill your father.”