Jeff The Killer Story Original Novels & Stories

A highway pursuit of a fugitive ended in a crash. I was rushed to the hospital alongside a death-row convict. "The patient's left chest cavity has been pierced by rebar. He needs emergency surgery immediately. Get his family on the line!" I did not want my mother, who was thousands of miles away, to worry. I forced myself to stay conscious and prepared to sign the consent form on my own. Yet the deputy chief of the military hospital snatched the form out of my hands. He ordered the staff to wheel me out of the operating room by force, all so they could treat the barely scratched convict instead. "Save him first. He has a clotting disorder. If the bleeding isn't stopped now, it'll be fata

Jeffery turned pale. He knew that he was in trouble. If he did not testify now, then he might really end up in jail when Sally pushed the responsibility to him. “Okay, I’ll confess. It was Sally Lennon. She took advantage of when your grandmother was sleeping and… suffocated her to death.” Perhaps it was the last trace of his conscience, but Jeffery finally fell to the ground and cried. Catherine and Aunty Wendy also cried. They did not expect Old Madam Jones’ end to be so miserable.

" I can't wait to see her fall. She thinks she's too good because she can fight." " Do you know those goons Dad had hired last week?" " Who? The ones who threatened the new restaurant owner?" " Yes," Jeff replied. " I got their number from Dad's office. They would do anything for money." " What are you planning to make them do?" Brad asked, looking interested. " Kidnap that girl and teach her a lesson," Jeff sneered. " Wow, she wouldn't be able to show her face anymore," Fred said, impressed by Jeff's plan.

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

she sighed, unable to contain the curiosity inside, “Why did you kill your parents? I know you; you had always been such a good girl and they had been so good to you. Then why would you do that-” Bang! The sudden sound of Vevina banging her fist against the metal desk made her jerk in her seat. This time the doe-like eyes had been narrowed and glaring at her. “You know nothing about me or my life!” Vevina hissed in annoyance. “This is the reason why I killed her! That woman had fooled you all into believing it. My life was nothing but a stage show that she ran. I was a puppet in her hands and she was a puppet in my whorish father’s hand.”

Because if you live outside this city, or if you don’t read the tabloids, or if you don’t listen to the podcasts — you might think he was just one more name on one more news cycle. He wasn’t. He was a ghost. He had been a ghost for years. Nobody had ever seen his face. Nobody had ever caught him on a traffic camera. Nobody had ever taken a photograph that wasn’t blurred silver and shadow. Seventeen confirmed kills, the last count I’d seen, and every one of them a man who had hurt someone smaller than himself and walked away from the consequence. A tabloid writer had called him the Verdict Killer in a piece three years ago and the name had stuck because it fit. Because what he did was not mur

For five years, I had shared a bed with my brother’s killer and my own executioner. I looked at Mike—no, Michael—and for the first time, I didn't see the billionaire tycoon. I saw the eighteen-year-old boy who had watched his world get shattered by a truck and then buried by a conspiracy. The weight of his seven-year exile, the sheer agony of watching the girl he loved be groomed by a monster while he was branded a "violent street fighter," crushed my heart.

"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."

She asked and i scoffed. "I know they've known each other, for some of the life and they just reconnected later on" I said while she penned down some words. "Jeff didn't kill her, a day to their wedding. How would he? How could he?" I asked. "He had everything set up and he had his babies and he loved her, that i know" I said and she nodded. "Actually none of us did-" "It had to be someone th- Her father?" My eyes glinted before it dulled again.

"Please calm down baby. What exactly is the matter?. Jefsexy said in his usual female tune trying to use his hands with his long beautiful painted finger to touch him in a sexy style as his usual manner. "Don't touch me.you're a snitch. How dare you betray me, you slept with that broke old donkey ass who called himself billionaire and signed a dump and useless contract with him.” He said, pulling his hands away from him. "How could you Jeffrey?. Have you forgotten where I picked you from?. You were a common cleaner who had no vision” “You were a dirty kid and I cleaned you up to take care of my ass alone and not to be fucking any damned useless old godforsaken ass you find on the street". He