Jeff The Killer Unedited Novels & Stories

She tugged Jeff’s hands crying hysterically “Jeff, I can’t live with killing someone… oh… Jeff…” “Darling…Shhh!” Jeff coaxed patiently and comforted her till she fell asleep. He rose from the bed with knitted brows. He couldn’t believe those stupid women had the nerve to use his woman as a gun. He was going to make them bleed. He narrowed his eyes as he called a friend who works in the hospital. There were no admissions in the hospital. Jeff hesitated before calling Bryan. “Big bro, can we meet somewhere outside?” “Um” “Can we meet at downtown café?”

“But she was going to use that opportunity to get you back. I don't know how.” Finn scoffed and stood up. “Okay, let's meet her and see what she's up to…” “Honey…” Jojo called in confusion. “Don't worry, honey,” Finn said gently. “I got this. No one is taking me away from you…” But Jeff shook his head. “There is still something you need to hear,” he said and fast-forwarded the audio. “You know, I think he killed his wife's best friend's mom,” Cliff said.

The screen pinged again, displaying a message from an encrypted source. I clicked it open. It was a photo of Jeffery unconscious and tied to a chair. And below it, a single line of text: “You disavowed the crown. So now we wear it.”

"Damn it! You won't have the last laugh, Jeff! You won't!" ******************* Jeffrey returned to his office, sipping hot coffee, trying to calm his raging nerves. Fred burst inside, panting. "You really need to see this," Fred said, thrusting his phone toward him. Jeff's eyes darkened as he read the headline: JEFFERY LU'S PRIVATE LOVE STORY: MODEL ANITA SHOWS OFF MASSIVE ENGAGEMENT RING IN EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW. "Damn it!" he cursed, slamming the cup down. "Everybody is just getting on my last nerve."

Shawn nodded, trying not to break eye contact. Jade sighed and looked down at her fingers. “We weren't involved in an accident. We were kidnapped. He was a psychopath. He killed my mother. Gave her cuts all over her body and let her bleed. She died in my arms. Slowly and painfully. I was tortured and... And... R***d. Then I was locked up in that dark place, cold, hungry, and afraid. And every day I prayed for death. But it didn't come. Neither did help.” Jade paused as the words stuck in her throat. The tears were forcing their way down her cheeks as she wiped them off.

I forced myself to shout, "You were the ones who delayed the departure! This has nothing to do with me!" Heidi gritted her teeth. "Stop denying it." At that moment, Jeffrey suddenly pointed his phone camera straight at me. "Chat, this is the guy. He's jealous of me, so he sabotaged the whole class and made everyone miss the SAT." I looked up just in time to catch the flash of satisfaction in his eyes. By now, Jeffrey had stopped pretending. The SAT was a trending topic, and his livestream instantly exploded. Tens of thousands of viewers flooded in, and the chat filled with hateful comments.

“I thought watching him suffer would heal something inside me.” My fingers curled slowly against my sleeves. “But it doesn’t.” Because no amount of suffering could erase: thirty-six dead children, seven years of manipulation, the terror of dying by his hands, or the way he left me trapped inside that fire. Nothing could undo that. Kaelen looked at me quietly for a long moment. Then slowly, his hand brushed against mine, warm and steady. And somehow that comforted me more than words could. Behind us, I heard glass shatter suddenly.

I grunted. "Jeffery is dead," Jerry revealed. I blinked in surprise as Jerry explained that Jeffery had fled the safe house to confront his ex-mate Alice. Somehow, she had wielded time-freeze magic, a formidable ancient power, and killed him. James had subsequently disposed of the evidence, leaving me to process this shocking development.

They all had their comments, the whole class started to shout and I was also starting to get annoyed because they were all talking at the same time and I couldn’t understand anything they were saying. “Can you all please shut up?! I don’t understand what you are all saying. Tsk! Undisciplined,” I shouted. They all fell silent and Clark continued to speak. “And about Jen, she is already convicted,” he continued. “With tho cases, one for taking and dealing drugs while the second one us for killing Samantha. She is the main suspect.” My classmates are all dumbfounded while I am laughing inside my head. All happened according to my plan. Should I celebrate? I bet I should.

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