Jeff The Killer The Game Novels & Stories

Jeffery continued. "Who's worried to her!" James curtly replied evasively. Jeff smirked even more at the man he considered family. James was an introvert. He never shares feeling with others. Moreover, James never had a lover like the other mafia bosses. He was playing with women with no strings attached for sexual desire only. Soon, Earth returns, and Doctor Jeff injects medicine to reduce Delilah's fever. "If her fever doesn't go down by morning, take her to my clinic. I hope no infection occurred. Good evening gentlemen, I need to rest!" said Jeff Alejandro casually. Grey immediately took Jeff's bag to escort him out.

Taking a second as he blinks once and looks back at him, Jaira whispers in a loud tone towards him asking. “How about we settle it with a game? A game with no return, but only the truth. Are you up to it?” Baiting with the words and scheme he couldn’t say no with. Jeffrey smirks as he praises her enthusiasm for offering a game once more and again towards him, even though they both know she could never win. He draws a cunning smile taking the bait knowing that the gambler that he is, he never loses as he retorted

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

I asked, glancing at the Loudspeaker, "It's not like there's a ton of crazy people in the area that just so happen to be chefs." "You have a point. There's really no easy way to explain this game." Joseph said, leaning back in his chair, "Just trying to apply some of my smarts to this." "You have a specialty in crazy murderers?" Akira asked, half mockingly, half scared. "Well, my study group has multiple sections that we study for each month, and we always have the best time on the parts about historical serial killers." Joseph explained, "Ted Bundy, Jeffery Dahlmer, that one guy who killed with scissors. We studied those the best since it was actually interesting for the kids and people I s

I asked, my head throbbing “I couldn’t figure out why such kind of a man could stalk me. “Did Jeff send you to kill me?” I asked cowering away from him. His eyes sharpened on my face and for a minute I saw something flash in them. “What do you mean I want to kill you? No…. fucking way. I’m not a murderer in any way and I have never associated myself with Jeff. Did he treat you that badly? he asked, looking genuinely concerned but I was not in the mood for entertaining him. I wanted him gone. I never even wished to meet with him again.

Why should I be afraid when death seems to be my twin at this point? He sneered, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, I really like your feisty attitude. I'm glad you're finally showing it." I ignored him and slowly moved in a circle, and he followed my movements. Okay, let's play a little game, tsk. I noticed something breakable behind him, so I took this opportunity to grab it and smash it over his ugly face. Just as I was about to swing, he pulled the trigger. The roaring sound in my ears was so loud that I stood there, stunned and motionless.

“Who are the other players in Cairo?” “Players?” he asked. “I do not know this term.” “I think you’re being deliberately unhelpful.” I sighed. “To me and Gamal.” He muttered something in Arabic. “Players in what game, American?” “Trafficking,” I replied. “At a similar level to Zahur.” Killian met my gaze with a ghost of a smile. He’d finally caught up. Stan had been right all along. We just needed enemies on Zahur’s side of the map, and since we couldn’t buy them at the store, homemade would do just as well.

' Keegan asked, "How does this game work?" "It's very simple. You just have to search the room for usable items and find a way to murder the boyfriend in order to win." Keegan kept quiet. 'This game... is so violent. How did it even get approved?' Keegan thought for a moment before he asked again, "Why did the developer of this game choose a name like that? Did her boyfriend cheat on her?" Stella replied resentfully, "He should just be castrated if he did! What he did is worse than cheating!"

"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."

Salazar came out tonight with a few bodyguards with him, Carl knew he was on a hunt, and this young man was the prey. “Is it the King’s game?” Carl asked curiously. This time, the young man became more vigilant with his actions; the laptop bag he was holding a while ago was now secured in his body. He looked at Carl and next to Salazar, who was still looking for him. Carl knew how the King’s Game was played. It was a simple game between vicious mafia members. He once participated in the game and became the king. Its mechanics were easy. It was a game of death between the prey and the hunters. The Joker card was the prey, and the king card was for the King. The King’s role was to hunt for the