Novel & Cerita Jeff The Killer X Slenderman Yaoi

To die together. —Xienne ***

I bit my lower lip, my fangs indenting the skin until I tasted metallic heat. "Honestly, after the verbal spat my wolf had with Jeffrey today, I suddenly realized his wild life is what you’d call 'true freedom'! Look at you and Tyler, and even look at Grant—you are all caught up in this suffocating web of mate bonds and vengeance. But Jeffrey is completely different. His love life? Easy come, easy go. Sure his heat-bonds are short-lived, but his wolf hops from one bed to another without a single care! Never a dull moment in his territory."

Cylo shouted loudly, crossing his arms over his chest as if to protect his body. Jeff whistled as he continued to stare hungrily at Cylo. He crawled on the mattress to get closer to this hired killer. Cylo panicked even more. He was really afraid of being raped by this dominant man. The closer Jeff got, the further he moved away. He was so scared that he even closed his eyes. This was a real disaster. “Hahaha... I'm just kidding, honey,” Jeff said suddenly after he was satisfied with teasing this cute man. Cylo was instantly annoyed that the mafia boss was playing with him. “Bastard—” His words were cut off because his heart suddenly started beating fast when he saw Jeff laughing freely.

He asked, facing one of the hidden cameras directly. “The one who you referred to as your enemy which I signed a contract with, perform hard on me. So hard that I screamed when he did it with me but you're such a lazy coward who thinks he has money and can control everyone". Jefsexy fired back in anger pointing his long fingers straight at him. "Oh I see. Jeffrey the cleaner is now a whore who danced to every beat he heard on the street. You're a prostitute." He fired back, raising his hands to demonstrate as he spoke.

Karma stood up and walked over to Marcus's limp dick, with pain in her eyes she remembered every evil he caused with it, she held his limp dick in her hands and was furious as she watched it come alive. “This monster is still getting turned on, even in this situation?!” She smirked, and scoffed and in a swift motion she sliced his dick off. Too bad she couldn't get everything out at once, so she kept slicing till it was completely off. And just like a child holding her award, she happily lifted it up like a champion, ignoring the blood splashing and the vigorous movement of her father on the bed. Tears had caused a streak down his face, as it was obvious he had run out of tears. He was heavi

only to brutally fail. “No !” Guess I had no other choice then. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kyler’s POV My eyes widened in surprise when I saw my mate shimmy her bare chested assets at Xereus’ running wolf, as n*ked as a jay bird !

“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.

Kael chuckled softly, shaking his head, "Brutal." Spin to Jaxon, Ryker barking, "Dare, pussy." Jaxon picked dare, Ryker grinning dark, "Chug half your mug and confess something gay you've done." Jaxon sputtered, "What? Gay? We're all dudes here, everything's kinda gay," but chugged anyway, wiping his mouth, "Fine, I once jerked off thinking about that hot actor guy, the one with the abs, happy?" Ryker roared laughing, "Knew it, you're half queer!" and I forced a laugh, but inside my heart raced because Jaxon's questions were veering there, teasing the line I couldn't cross, wolf whining at the bonds pulling with every joke.

“This parasite’s skull carries the exact texture of a boiled raptor egg!” Hearing the jibe, the surrounding inmates erupted into a low, rumbling chorus of laughter. The massive beta flashed a silent hand signal, and several heavy shifters shifted their bulk to completely obstruct the sightline of the watchtowers, while the remaining wolves dragged Jeff’s thin frame into a cramped, dark corner of the stone wall. “Strip the canvas from your thighs!” A rogue carrying a jagged scorpion brand across his facial skin shoved Jeff against the limestone, planting his heavy boot directly over Jeff’s shorn skull. “Your beast should recognize the hierarchy before the claws come out.”

Jeffrey, watching my body buzz around the lobby like a headless chicken, couldn't help but curve his lips into a sharp smirk. “What the fuck is so funny to your eyes?” “My face smiles because my lips want to,” Jeffrey says, spreading his hands wide as he arches a brow playfully. But the movement inadvertently pulls at the stitched wound on his skull, which immediately stiffens his grin into a painful grimace. I point my finger straight at the thick bandage on his head. “Laughing too hard can bite your own flesh back, buddy! Did Brooke’s claws give your skull that nasty wound before you fled?”