Jeff The Killer Story Original Novels & Stories

Jack took a breath. Michael snorted, “You saw her covered in blood... She turned and lost control, she took our parents by surprise and slaughtered them... she's a murderer.” Michael looked from Alpha Luca to Jack. Jack shook his head, “I saw her first turn, it was slow and painful. She came to me three months after our parents died. She was pale and sweating, she started convulsing and I knew. I knew she'd been telling the truth. I locked her up in the cellar and stayed with her for the change. I told you all this the next morning!” Jack glowered at the four stood on the other side of the kitchen.

Archie lay still with unsteady breathe and violent heartbeat. The killer grabbed the silver knife in his hands and raised it. Archie’s eyes grew bigger seeing the knife now above in the air. In the moment of fling the knife was stabbed in Archie’s chest where his heart was supposed to be. But the killer was not satisfied with one stab so he pulled out the knife back and stabbed again and again and again until he was satisfied. "Its not over Archie Hamilton. Not Yet." The killer said in angered tone. Seeing the light of life now completely gone from Archie’s eyes the killer was now more than satisfied. He got off Archie’s stomach and sat beside him on his feet.

"It wasn't love at first sight but after all, I was destined to fall for you. Jane…I am a con artist and I approached you with such intention. I knew you were Janet Clinton; Clinton Cole's daughter from the onset… of course, I did some background checks. I wanted the fun and I needed the dough." Jane groaned and her tears spilled. The truth was too painful to bear. Jeff left his seat and moved closer to her. "I'm... I mean... It's all in the beginning, you are so dare to me now and I…" "You wanted fun and the dough? Is that why you did that to my friend? Lisa Peterson! She is all I have but you crushed us!" Jane yelled bitterly. "What!?" Jeff yelled and staggered slightly. He fidgeted and to

"You know, blow each other. It'll be better than jerking off again. Don't tell me you won't be rubbing one out tonight either." "Are you serious, Jeff?" "I'm dead serious. No one has to know." I didn't know if he was messing with me and I figured I'd call his bluff so I said, "Okay, you go first." Jeff replied, "Okay, whip it out but if you don't do me, I'll kill you."

“Well, wasn't it broadcast everywhere, on all the television channels? I'm sure you've watched it. Jeff died because he fired a gun at his own heart.” “No, you said Jeff was shot, not committed suicide.” Shanon narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "You killed him." Calvin raised his face to face the cabin ceiling, his hands on his hips and he stood with his back to Shanon. He smiled at first, but suddenly that smile turned into a very loud and discordant laugh. He laughed in front of Shanon like a psychopath who had just been caught in the act of committing a crime. “Congratulations. You managed to guess correctly. I killed Jeff.”

“You’ve got some f*cking nerve, doing shady business by killing people. Your time’s up, Jeffrey Orange.” Jeffrey was afraid of death. “It ain’t my fault, someone paid me to do it. It really ain’t my fault,” he pleaded. “Make him pay instead. I just did it for the money!” “Who told you to do it?” Alejandro asked. When Jeffrey hesitated, Jett kicked him. He immediately came clear. “It… It was Seaton S. Bart! That big shot businessman, Seaton S. Bart! I’m dead anyway, whether I sell him out or not… Mr. Smith, let me off. I’ll do anything!”

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

"A baby? You don't deserve to have my baby, you bitch. It's all your fault I lost everything. Are you happy now? That's right, a baby! Ella's having my baby too." Jeffrey thought he had a way out, so he came to me in a hurry, thinking he could use the baby to make things right. However, that baby was already gone. Soon, Jeffrey was arrested by the cops. Sophie was gone. When they found her, she was in a pool of blood. Jeffrey got the death penalty for intentional murder. His execution day was my wedding day with Daniel. That night, Daniel leaned in and whispered, "I've been meaning to ask, why didn't you tell me about the baby?"

Jeff revealed, his eyes distant as if retracing his steps. The weight of his past actions and the loss he had endured were evident in his demeanor. "Why do you want to take revenge?" Drake's question hung in the air, his curiosity genuine as he sought to understand the motivations behind Jeff's desires. Jeff's voice wavered as he responded, his tone carrying a heaviness that seemed to be the result of years of suppressed emotions. "My family was killed," he said, his voice cracking slightly. "My wife and three children were killed on the same day at my old house."

“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.”