Jeff The Killer X Slenderman Lemon Novels & Stories

"Hahaha, kid, are you done with your little game? Hehehehe! Now beg! Beg! Beg! Beg for your petty life! Then resign your soul to my sword! Hehehe!" His laughter sounds sinister which sends a chill to Yman's spine. He gritted his teeth and balled his palm. Yman summoned all his strength and punched the killer's crotch. "Ugh!" The killer seemed to be affected by it. Since he stopped laughing and groaned. "You bastard! That's foul!"

That had never happened before. ‘Esha.’ She smiled, a faint dimple forming on her left cheek. She sat down and said, ‘I see you are quite an artist, Anubhav.’ ‘Excuse me?’ Esha pointed towards the pamphlet in Anubhav’s hand. It was the pamphlet circulated by the promoters of the Flamenco. It had a nice picture of the group along with their names. On the other side was a close-up of the director, a man with a square jaw and long white unkempt hair. Over his picture, there was a nice little sketch of the male genitalia.

(Lily POV) We are just shocked when the door opened, and the Elder’s people entered, and after a while they entered with Shin in the wheelchair. “Where’s the person who poisoned your wife Jeoff?” The Elder is mad again and greeted us madly. And Jeoff put the spoon and fork on his plate. Dex and Jay entered and stood behind us. I kicked Jeoff’s feet under the table and now he already look bad on me. He’s bad trip Lily, why did you do it.

"You kiss me, I'll snap your neck. Ion kiss sluts" The woman started caressing his body instead, and he relaxed to her hands. "So you're still with your I Don't Kiss Sluts Policy X ?" Z said beside him. "Pretty much" Damien replied, his mind reverting to the Elena on his chest... Her lips. "My main toys are already coming but they refused to come when they heard your name. You'll meet them some other time" Kerce said. "Who are they anyways? Angels?" Damien said as the slut on his laps unbuttoned his shirt, caressing his bare body and the killer abs.

Rex nodded at her before he turned his gun at a group, firing at them mercilessly, providing a cover for themselves. Zia had shot the man who had strangled her in the face before she had blown his brains off. Zia felt satisfied, a sudden wave of disbelief captured her heart. Why did she suddenly feel so good killing people, was it in her, a murderer, or a death reaper, who could only become joyful sending the others to the underworld.

He announced. "Yes!" Zenith jumped. "Can I really get used to this place?" Jaemin muttered. "I love it here" Chance smiled. Jezebel is still crying on the ground, her finger still pouring blood. "I'm the hacker here , so we're together. I'm Lambo" Lambo told Zenith. "Take care of me" Zenith replied, and Lambo stroke her hair "Of course, clan baby" she said, and Zenith laughed. "I'm Jaemin, the hitman, be f**king good to me" Jaemin told Sylvester.

“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!”

"Go to hell you little pissant. Do you have any idea the shit storm you're bringing down on that bitch and yourself?" I looked at him and laughed. Then I leaned down into his face with the plastic bimbo's tits smacking into the back of my head. "Oh I've been to hell Jeffy. I've lived there while you lived like a king. But you're wrong there is no shitstorm coming for Claire or me." The pounding of those fake tits on my head was irritating so I turned my attention to the girl. "Are you enjoying yourself there slut?" "No! Jefferson doesn't have enough of a cock for anyone to enjoy."

Jeff pretended to be angry, “he is a real villain, a loathsome rogue. The only thing he can do is lie and cheat. Back at the hotel, he deceived you and traded you for your father’s property. Now he lies to you again, because he wants you to be his baby machine. If I were you, I would punish him for what he did, Luna. I will even … kill him.” Amelia grabbed his shoulders fiercely, acting enraged by what Jeff had just told her, “Tell me how?! Tell me how to kill that fucking bastard!” Jeff was startled by her aggression, but he was thrilled to see Amelia fall into his trap. He swept Amelia’s hands from his shoulders, then persuaded her in a placid tone, “Take it easy, Luna, we must do it caref

When she calmed herself, she sighed, becoming sad again, then she raised the knife that flashed in the light, “this is for everyone you have ever caused pain. Let us start with me.” And in one smooth motion, she slit his throat. Blood sprayed across his chest. He tried to speak, but only gurgling sounds escaped his mouth. Karma climbed on the bed and stood over his head, placing her Christian Louboutin heels over his mouth, and with one forceful push down, she matched firmly on the ball in his mouth, causing it to enter his throat. The last thing Marcus saw was his daughter wiping the blade on his shirt, her cold, empty expression never changing.