Jeff X Knife Novels & Stories

In that moment, getting to Victor was all that mattered. The door to Jeff's room—the room directly above the living room—was already unlocked, so she threw it open. Jeff was lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. His face had been slashed with five straight lines like the claws of some giant creature had ripped into him to the point where he was barely recognizable, but she knew it was him. Blood streamed down either side of his mouth, and there was a massive, gaping hole in his chest where his heart had once been.

He pocketed the knife and placed the first aid back in its place. "Why did you do that? He would have died!" Neal whisper yelled. Seriously, what's wrong with this people? Earlier the gunshots and now, throwing knives at each other as if it is ragdoll. "He is one of the three person who mastered knife skills here. They are not fond of guns, but have a way with knives. Jino helps in training and he is a good cook too. And, he is not completely deaf." Kaiden explained. "Do you want anything else?"

Feigning ignorance, he asked, "How did it happen?" jeff, still shaken, replied, "That woman had a knife! Her skills were so precise it was astonishing. When I went to the hospital, the doctor said she was just a hair away from cutting my artery. I didn't get to enjoy the beauty, and I almost lost my life. I just want to know, where did you find that woman?" Wayne's mood lifted when he heard that jeff hadn't managed to take advantage of Scarlett. Leaning back in his chair, his expression remained as cold as ever. "Why are you looking for her?"

* Bang * Jeff abruptly tasted the metallic taste of blood, he opened his mouth to speak but was shut up by another blow followed in a continuous pattern. Valeria gasped from afar watching her terror. It seemed like everyone was afraid to go next to Xander at the moment. The red look in his eyes and the popped-up vein was a sight to be scared off. She held the hem of her dress. " Stop it. Xander, it's enough " Val rushed trying to separate Xander from completely ruining Jeff's face. She could only tug on his suit, for he was not in the mood to listen to anyone.

Rick asked, holding his hand up to demonstrate. That's when the first knife sliced through it like it was butter. It took them a second to realize what had happened before Rick growled and turned towards her. Xenia didn't wait as she threw the second knife, and he blocked with his hand like a dummy. The knife went through like butter, lodging itself in his shoulder. Xenia heard a scream from behind her, and it sounded like Jane. She turned to head back to the kitchen when she felt someone's hands on her shoulder.

He grinned. “Shut up!” Jaxon screamed and slashed his arm with the knife. Jaxon went to the table and grabbed a plier. “I’m giving you two chances to take back your disgusting words.” He glared at Kevin as he twirled the plier he was holding. Ruby was a fucking virgin and Kevin was sprouting rubbish to get back at him.

But I am going to go back to what I am doing. “I am going to continue it. You have to rest now.” He got the knife and I was about to answer. He stabbed the meat with the knife. His sharp eyes looked at me. It is even sharper than knife. So, I just nodded and looked away from him. I just hugged pimples. Jeoff cooked silently. I am just looking at him and I seem to just watch a cooking show. And I swallowed my saliva seeing Jeoff’s sweat on his forehead. His neck… his lips that…

My eyes widened when I saw Xander’s hand holding a very much looking sharp knife with his hand as I stood right in front of him, my back glued to his chest. “Holy shit, that knife almost penetrated my frontal lobe.” If it wasn’t for Xander’s quick reflex, the knife would’ve of found a new home. Inside my brain. Dominic was holding many small knives on his hand, between his fingers as he threw them on the door but when he noticed us he murmured a small ‘oops’ then grinned. Xander had none of it as he threw the knife right back at him, but Dominic was quick to dodge his hit and the knife hit the wall.

she demands, gripping the lapels of my suit jacket. “None of your business.” “It’s absolutely my business. You’re on my turf.” Something hard nudges my stomach. When I look down, I see the glint of a knife pressed to my belly. My lip curls up into a sneer. “You and your fucking knives.” Zandra applies the slightest bit of pressure. “Tell me, Xander. Or I’ll gut you where you stand.” “Fucking do it,” I challenge, my words low and downright hateful. I snatch her by the wrist and hold the knife in place. She struggles, but I don’t let go. “Come on, Alessandra. Don’t be a fucking coward.”

Xavier held his breath and closed his eyes, preparing for the worst and as the footsteps got closer, he drew out his sword ready to strike. “Xavier Damon!” Xavier frowned at the familiar voice and walked out to confirm that it was him. “Jaime?” Jaime smiled at him and threw a knife at him. “You should be holding on to that as well,” Jaime smiled. “Kills faster, sneakier and is easy to carry around.” “Thanks,” Xavier said catching the pen knife midair. “What are you doing here. You’re meant to be in the infirmary.” “Killing enemies. What does it look like?” Jaime smiled.