Jeff The Killer Original Novels & Stories

"It was her! She used your phone to reverse the money that was supposed to save my father's life! She was the one who got my father beaten to death! "And you, Jeff! What were you doing at the time? You were taking pictures with this murderer! You shameless pair of adulterers should both pay for my father's life!!!" My scream exploded through the ballroom like a bomb. Jeff's face instantly turned deathly pale. He stared at me, and for the very first time, panic appeared in his eyes. "Carol! Shut up!" He lunged toward me, trying to cover my mouth, but I shoved him away violently.

She was becoming uncomfortable and it was irritating. “You’re the girl,” she said. “Which girl?” “THE girl. The one that cracked the floor, confused the teacher, didn’t give a rank, and still walked out alive.” I paused. “…When you say it like that, it sounds worse.” “Was I meant to die…?” She grinned. “It sounds iconic.” “I’m sorry… who are you?” She placed a hand dramatically on her chest. “Oh my God, where are my manners? I’m Lila. Your new roommate.”

I looked up at him, my gaze chilly. "Do you really think you're still in control?" I asked, a faint smile tugging at my lips. "Do you think you can keep hiding the money you've embezzled from the company and the tax fraud you've committed? Did you really think the truth about my dad's death would stay buried forever?" The color drained from his face. "W-What are you talking about? Since when did I embezzle company funds and commit tax fraud? I didn't kill your father either! Stop making things up!"

“By the way, remove that hand of yours from her. You can play pretend lovers all you want, but I am the real one, pup.” “Shut it, hybrid!” He growled at Al before turning towards me. His gaze softened a bit. “Is it true that he visited you? Are you alright?” “I’m fine. He didn’t do anything. We just talked.” My voice was a little shaken, but it wasn’t because I had cried earlier. It was because something was bugging me at the back of my mind. Tyrelle mentioned an attack in the hospital and claimed that Aelfric was the killer. But Aelfric doesn’t sound like the killer, especially since he was so composed like this. The Aelfric that I know doesn’t lie - or at least he hasn’t so far.

Jeff laughed for the first time “You don’t get it. He has trust issues so he personally inspects whoever goes in there. No one goes in without his consent.” “I see. Thanks for your cooperation.” Francisco rose from the chair. Jeff smiled a little, but when Francisco turned off the safety of the gun, Jeff’s countenance changed. “you promised.” “I did.” Francisco replied “but there was no agreement on how long.” He pulled the trigger, putting a shot through Jeff’s head. Francisco proceeded to bring in the dead bodies of Jeff’s guard into the house before setting the place ablaze. Then he left.

it will take us days but it's the only way. Steven- alright Jeff, given your sexuality it's best to take you to Night shade pack. Jeff- why? Cody- because I was abused for all my life.. simply because I was gay. Bloodmoon is not so open minded. Jeff- I see, well if you say it's best then I will make the trip. I can't carry grace though. Steven- where you mad or overwhelmed when you accidentally killed you friend? Jeff- yes I was mad, he was cheating!

“I thought Jesse said he’s really busy and hard to get a hold of.” Jesse was Phoebe’s boyfriend, a rich young heir in the same social strata as Cyrrus. A lesser-known fact was that Jesse Waters was Cyrrus Lied’s college classmate. However, a lesser-known fact was by no means a secret, which meant it was easily within Black Dahlia’s reach. Once Aria found out that Jesse’s new girlfriend, Phoebe Jones, was working in Lied Pharmaceuticals’ HR department, it was a simple matter of forging a resume and lying her way through the interview.

“Well, I’m glad to see that you still have your sense of humor. I was worried…” I waited for Jeffrey to finish his sentence, but he never did. “What? What were you worried about?” “Well, you took a life. That’s not easy for anyone—well, anyone with a conscience, that is.” My eyes fell to the ground. “I was worried that you might be beating yourself up over it,” he continued, “which would be understandable, if ridiculous.” I glared at him. “Why would it be ridiculous? I killed someone, Jeffrey. Why shouldn’t I beat myself up over something so morally reprehensible?”

Sean asked. "I said it was Colonel Zinn," Diego replied. "Good," Sean said. This approach spared him the trouble of lengthy explanations. After all, he preferred to keep his involvement with Melania and Blake to a minimum. "What about that guy? Has he confessed everything?" Sean cut to the chase. Since Diego had called him, it meant that the interrogation was wrapping up. "He spilled everything," Diego reported. "His name's Jeff, and he's a mercenary out of Wysteria. He was hired this time by a woman named 'Ms. J' to assassinate Blake in Skye City."

"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.