Jeff The Killer X Reader Novels & Stories

I remembered her every second I thrust deep into Thea. "Don't cross the line, Thea. Your job is to be my slut and offer me sex every time I need it. Never invite me again if you want to still be alive" I shot dangers at her while speaking. She nodded slowly and watched as me dress to leave. I left the building and went to the car. The only thing on my mind right now is to find that killer girl, fuck that attitude out of her and then kill her.

I reached home and found Xander waiting for me. . “Where the hell were you?”, He shouted, looking at me with concern. “I went to the restaurant and found that you had already left from there.” He added and then furrowed his eyebrow and nose. “You stink! Yuck.” . “Yeah! I am going to have a shower.”, I muttered and rushed toward my room. By the time I came back, Xander was waiting for me. I was about to open my mouth, but something else caught my attention. Xander was watching the news on TV and the reporter was saying about the mysterious killer, who sucked all the blood of the dead people. And the most surprising thing was those were those persons who were going to hurt me.

One Mathew was willing to dispose of after she did his biding. "Then who is the threat?", her head tilted unconsciously, scrutinising his every move. "Alpha Damien Anderson, of the Blue blood pack" he growled. Andrea noticed how his fists clenched, his eyes glazed over – his wolfs anger giving away his hatred. "They will kill me the moment I succeed", the alpha before her smirked knowingly at her words. Alpha Damien of the Blue Moon pack was the most ruthless Alpha in centuries and Mathew was certain his people would hunt her down if she succeeded. If she failed then he would certainly kill her himself.

“You're treating me like trash, Jeff. I came to you with my grievances, and you promised to help me. The first attempt didn’t yield a thing, so what next?! I want Jessica White dead. What is stopping you from killing her?” A masculine voice I assume belongs to Jefferson, and lets out a gruff laughter. “You are so naïve and clueless. What was I expecting anyway? The daughter of a murderer will always long for blood even though she can't even wield a sword.” “Oh, please, getting rid of that girl is not hard-” “Why don’t you do it yourself, then?” Jefferson snaps. “Huh? Rhea Luther, if you think it's just ABC, then do your dirty work yourself!”

Jeffrey would only harbor a dark hatred for him deep down. Not only did Jeffrey hate the fact that Heather had given birth to another man's child after getting remarried, but he also hated the daughter who shared her blood. However, what made Liesel different was that she also carried the Sharp family blood. Therefore, Jeffrey was willing to raise her. Even if he was treating her like she was livestock, he was willing to watch her grow up. Then, he'd exchange her for things that would benefit him. What about Xavier? In Jeffrey's eyes, he was a "product" of Heather's betrayal. There was no way that he could raise Xavier. If he kept Xavier at home, Xavier might end up dead by accident one day.

In their eyes, I'm just a typical teenager that doesn't have a single clue about supernatural creatures. But I wasn't the badass type of student. If I would, I could. But I pretended I'm gothic blind emo, so no one suspects me of being Xavier the black death. Who in the right would think a blind emo guy would be the number one most deadly assassin that ever existed? No one. And that's precisely why I was like that. So no one can ruin my fake everyday life.

“Kill him. Don’t hesitate and finish him as quickly as you can. I know you like to torture your victims but end this as soon as you can. I don’t like seeing you with another wolf.” Smiling at his words, relieved that had been what had bothered Alastor she nodded at him and getting on her toes she kissed him, “Just give me a few minutes.” Once again Jeivel was surprised by the vicious pride overflowing from the two and for a moment he wondered if he had wrongly judged her. Shifting into his wolf he howled out a battle cry to let everyone know what was happening and Vevina saw the wolf standing before her to be of a brown color but with a smaller build than her mate.

He had a shock of dark hair that fell just-so over his forehead and temples, worn slightly longer than most guys, and soulful brown eyes that made you feel as if he was really listening to what you had to say. Like all Alphas, he was broad and tall and muscular, with a jaw and cheekbones that looked as if they were carved from marble. I swallowed hard. He wasn’t entirely unlike Hunter, in the sense that he was a good father. By all accounts Jeff was the perfect choice for me, but I knew, deep in the belly of my bones, that Hunter was my mate. I’d never wanted to get close to anyone but him. I’d thought Jeff had taken care of me because I was a single mother, just like he was a single father.

“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.”

He said, "I am sorry for every thing." "Why?" She asked, "Why did you lie to me and stalk me for all that time? Why did you do all these?" "Cause I was scared Korina." He told her, "We can start afresh." "No!" She said standing up, "You are a murderer and a criminal, I just can't." Jace was hurt, her words drilling in his heart, "I don't kill unless necessary or in self defence." He explained. "Jeffrey?" She asked, "Why did you kill Jeffrey?"