Jeff The Killer X Reader Novels & Stories

A good way to avoid detection and bloody rampages, in short. Constant medication and self-discipline. It wasn't a one-off deal. Never been. Just cons of their genetic abnormality. "How is he?" Jessiah watched him as he stepped into the small kitchen slash dining area. She sat in the corner chair while gripping her phone, her eyes squinting at him. "Fine," Jenson sighed. Something about the way she sat quietly and alone made him feel like a predator honing in on its prey. Or maybe it was just the slight nervousness and anxiety leading his thoughts into a darker route.

Every line of him said he was paying attention, even when he looked relaxed: eyes flicking to shadows, ears clearly tuned to the smallest crack of twig. “Is it true you once snapped a man’s arm during a spar and didn’t blink?” she asked. He shifted his gaze to her, one brow ticking up. “Is that what they’re saying?” “That,” she said. “And that you never smile. And that you drink blood for breakfast. And that Voran uses you to frighten pups who don’t want to go to bed.” “That last one might be true,” Jax said from ahead without turning. Kael ignored him. “Which version did you believe?” he asked Rin.

Jeffery remained standing near the bed watching everything calmly. H1 continued stitching without interruption. Another sharp cry escaped Clara as the pain deepened further. Tears gathered uncontrollably at the corners of her eyes now, but anger still remained stronger than weakness inside her expression. “You obsessed fucking psychopath,” she cursed breathlessly. “You keep pretending this is punishment when you are clearly enjoying every second of this.” Jeffery folded his arms slowly across his chest. “You think too highly of yourself,” he replied evenly. “Your death simply belongs to me now.”

she asked him, suddenly afraid. “You, of course,” he said, and smiled. “Why? Who are you?” she asked him. “Jeffrey,” he said, but Kari was still confused. “Your boyfriend killed my brother.” “What are you talking about?” Kari frowned. Kyle didn’t have an older brother, she thought. “Kyle was an only child.” “Interesting. So he’s killed more than once,” Jeffrey said, and she frowned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” “George! He killed George, and somehow made it look like an accident!” Jeffrey yelled at her.

She was looking so pale like a ghost. "Goodness, Kaylan! I warned you not to go up there. Now, take a look at yourself - you're looking like an expired ghost" Jaden said as she took a seat in front of her. "So...he really killed the man?" She asked and Kaylan nodded. "God! But that Xander is so heartless. What could've been his offense to warrant him being killed, huh?" Jaden mumbled. "I really need to get out of here" Kaylan finally said. "I just... I just need to find a way - anyway at all".

Jeff revealed, his eyes distant as if retracing his steps. The weight of his past actions and the loss he had endured were evident in his demeanor. "Why do you want to take revenge?" Drake's question hung in the air, his curiosity genuine as he sought to understand the motivations behind Jeff's desires. Jeff's voice wavered as he responded, his tone carrying a heaviness that seemed to be the result of years of suppressed emotions. "My family was killed," he said, his voice cracking slightly. "My wife and three children were killed on the same day at my old house."

Micheal was playing an online game with his computer when he received a text message from Jeffrey. Jeffrey: Micheal where are you? There's something important I have to tell you. Micheal: Jeffrey? I thought the killer got you. Jeffrey: No. I'm in hiding because the killer sent someone after me. Micheal: Are you safe? Jeffrey: Barely alive. But I'm with a friend and we tracked the killer's real ID. Micheal: Really? Who is he? Jeffrey: I can't say on the internet so I texted the guys to come to this address below. But I can't seem to get Eduardo? Is he dead?

And it's always a woman named Tamara. "Is this Jason McKennel?" Jeffry snorted. "Why? You're jealous of me getting close to your wife, huh? She's like a diamond, and you'd trade her for shit. That's a shame. However, I'm not as stupid as you. I know what's precious and not, especially when the priceless one gets dumped." "Don't mess with me, Jeffry Allen! You may be able to hide from my stupid father and brother, but don't think I don't know who you are. You're a murderer! And I'll ensure you don't do the same to Emily!"

The stroke of his hand turned brutal and before I could speak, I spilled all of my juice with a groan. "You okay there?" "Ye-yeah. I am cold." I flashed a smile and took a few deep breaths to calm my racing heart. "Dare." I confidently announced. "Fu*k." Xavier muttered and my eyes were about to drop out the sockets when I saw him tasting his middle finger. In the light, I could see my glistening juices on them. My cheeks heated him again. However the senior had a smirk on his face. I am sure he must be thinking of an evil plan, "Give a lap dance to Xavier."