Jeff The Killer X Eyeless Jack Novels & Stories

Her celebrity crushes. Her heart broke at the thought of never being able to see her mum, Mila, and most importantly Liam, the one person who meant the most to her. She turned her head to her right to get a better look at her killer. His chin almost rested on her shoulder. As she slowly and shakily moved her eyes to him, he abruptly turned his head to look at the scared little kitten he was about to kill. Their eyes met. He held a vicious glint and blood lust while hers, terror.

His grip around her body tightened and he pulled her more into his figure. When they broke the hug, Jack looked into Jenny’s eyes and suddenly smelled the musky scent of the jungle from her body. He sniffed her again and confirmed that she was the source of that scent. He was getting drowned in the scent. Jenny was feeling weird. Before she could ask anything, Jack’s eyes turned yellow and started glowing and the only word he said was, “Mate” Jenny gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. She had watched many of the movies and dramas. Jack’s stares were like some of them. She kept looking at him, and soon his eyes turned back. But the gentleness in his eyes was replaced by desire.

Guns drawn, they aimed without hesitation and fired, hitting Brad’s legs. He collapsed to the ground with a guttural cry, blood pooling around him as the werewolves restrained him with heavy iron chains. Then, steady, deliberate footsteps echoed in the room. My heart stopped as a pair of polished black leather shoes came into view. Slowly, I raised my eyes, and there he was. Jack. His face was cold, unreadable, but his dark eyes burned with quiet fury. His lips were set in a thin, hard line, and his gaze was piercing, cutting right through me.

His hair was a mess. Jack looked up slowly, weak and tired. Part of his face was bruised, as if he had taken a heavy blow. His lip was split, with dried blood at the corner of his mouth. But his eyes… the same eyes that were full of life yesterday now looked empty, like his soul had been left somewhere else. "Jack..." I whispered. I was still standing in the doorway. My steps slowly moved forward. The closer I got, the heavier the guilt became. I glanced quickly at David, but he was still standing behind me.

He shrugged his shoulders. “Are you back to say just a few words now? I like the talkative Wesley but this is the Wesley we knew. The beast-like isn’t that how you became so wealthy only after five years.” “Tell me what I should know.” He growled at him. Dust felt the shivers where he was. He was already aware of who the killer was since it was announced that Jacky was a suspect and was out on a run. He spun the chair around and stared at Mio that has his eyes on him ever since he started the call.