Jeff The Killer X Slenderman Novels & Stories

"Not nearly enough. It will never be enough. We have to wipe them out. All of them. Wipe them out." Jeff stirred and glanced at the two men arguing. The old man was crazy. If there really was such a thing as a vampire, Jeff wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to become immortal. They had killed fourteen so-called vampires, and Jeff was fairly certain a couple of them had been the real thing. No human could have taken the kind of punishment Walter had so eagerly dispensed and survived so long. Most of the victims definitely had been human, though, Walter’s enemies. Walter had really enjoyed those sessions.

He grunted, "Captain Hefner, what type of person could this murderer be? He's so arrogant. He not only dismembered his victims but also dared to threaten you." "Not a simple person," Jefferson's reply was meaningless because he had no idea who the killer was as well. In his memory, he couldn't remember that he had offended someone so capable. Perhaps it was the drug dealers, but he had no evidence to point out at them. Furthermore, he had no idea how Stephen looked like.

Slender muttered silently as he touched the small bleeding wound that had been opened up on his neck, just next to his jugular. That small scar that was already healing was a reminder that if he had been a step slower, he would have lost his life. It was funny that an Undead, a creature that had faced death already, was worried about his jugular being cut; yet that was indeed the case. Even if he had died before, a clean cut to his jugular would lead to dizziness. Dizziness, not death. Undeads would not die from a severed jugular. The issue was what came after. With an assassin of such great skill, was there anyway that he would miss such an opening? A dizzy Slender will be easy pickings for

Elanor let out a sigh. Then, she said quietly, “Young Master Bauer…” “Enough. Let’s not talk about this.” Jeff waved his hand to cut her off. “How are your injuries?” “Were you scared?” “That b*stard was one of mine, but he still tried to kill you! He deserves death!” Jeff clapped his hands. Right after that, someone handed a firearm to him. He pulled the trigger without even bothering to look at the man with the buzzcut.

I saw the scrap man stand up and immediately spoke as he approached us. "Dude, are you deaf? She said, let go of her. Are you gay because you hurting a woman?” The scrap man said boldly. "You're stupid! Do you care? Get out of there beggar!" Jeff said angrily. But the scrap man was not shaken by his words. Jeff let go of me and suddenly punched the scrap man but he immediately avoided it. Jeff was furious that he was punched again but he was hitting pure air. Suddenly, the scrap man boxed Jeff.

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

He hits Salvatore square in the chest. Salvatore goes flying out of the way and he gets Slater in his grasp. He smiles dementedly as he squeezes the man's throat and starts to choke the light out of him. I grab his arms to stop him but it is useless. I can't get his hands to let the man go as his face starts to change colors. The brother that I know starts to fade before my eyes as I watch his soul start to darken. “Jefferson!!” Julia yells as she walks into the room. He seems to be in focus of the act of killing the man and hardly notices her.

How dare I use this to defeat people who ain’t bad? He just smiled as he knew that his brother is the same as always. Jeff saw how there is a pulse and shallow breathing on the man that his twin brother beaten a while ago Even if he is mad and is in the good side… he never took any life. Never… Jackson is a man who would always speak as if he can easily kill someone but the truth is he isn’t. He can’t even harm a small little squirrel. Even so, Jeff knew that his brother is not a real coward. He didn’t kill people just because he is coward and he can’t do it. He won’t kill people because he think it is the best way to be. He isn’t someone who can take lives as punishments. Even so, he will l

I crack up, trying to loosen the tension in the air. "Haha you got me. That was a good joke though" I say chuckling to only see him dead serious. His green orbs set on me in stone as he traps me between the tree and him. By slamming his palms on the tree bark on my either side And my smile vanishes. "Do I look like a man who jokes, little one?" To be honest, he looks like a man that kills with no bodies found.And I swear guys, that's when I felt my heart literally coming out of my chest.

"You wanna be too overwhelmed?" "I'm too much overwhelmed already." "Yeah, let's see about that." My brows crossed; I didn't understand his last words but whatever. I just puffed a breath, easing the heavy stones on my chest. "Slender is not a werewolf," he uttered. "He's a seer. He can see hints of the future but it isn't always a hundred per cent accurate. He could be wrong, he could be right but mostly in between." "He's not a werewolf?" My jaw dropped.