Jeff X Knife Novels & Stories

I gasp out, my eyes soaking up his deteriorating condition, his paling skin. “I’m going to be fine, they just need to stop the bleeding…” “And surgery will do that!” The Head of Emergency seethes out against Dad’s alpha command. “Bleeding, what bleeding?” Surely they’ve already stemmed the flow of blood already. “He was stabbed with a silver blade.” Jaxon growls almost in my ear. “No!” I felt it myself, the moment he fell. But with the hunter holding a gun to me, I didn’t stop to think it was silver. But how could it be anything else.

Then I panic once I realize his next action but I’m too late. Before I can do anything, he sends the knife sailing through the air toward his brother. I whirl to face Jefferson as I watch the knife embed into his chest. He hisses at the pain as he looks at Morbius with pure hatred. They exchange no words as they stare at each other. I shake my head after letting it swivel between them both and I walk over to Jefferson.

I try to find her she was no where to be seen then I also became invisible trying to find her, I could see her shadow running towards the room. I followed her then she came out with a silver knife. She threw it , Jeff saw her and quickly jump to defend me. it pierc d straight into Jeff's heart, I came out of my shadows and screamed NO! tears dripped down my face. " Jeff, you can't do this to me,stay with me? I knew this was going to happen that is why I never wanted you to come" I said weeping. " You are a survivor, I have lived too much. I need rest, I don't want to be immortal anymore, listen you have to finish this or she will ruin all packs and promise me you will take over your empire

Kari yelled back. Jeffrey had a sickening glint in his eyes when he turned to face her, and she saw the knife in his hands. “This will only hurt for a moment.” He stuck the knife in her stomach three times, in quick succession. Kari screamed as the knife went in deep through skin and muscle. She looked down with wide eyes as the blood seeped through her clothes. “Don’t be like that and look at me like I’m the bad guy here. You’ll start to heal soon enough,” he said, and Kari began crying.

"Ah, hubby! You… Why are you back?" Sheila scrambled for the covers, trying to hide, while Jeff was drenched in sweat, clumsily trying to get his pants on. My eyes were red with rage as I stepped toward them, knife in hand. "Tristan, what are you doing?" Sheila's voice shook as she screamed at me. However, I was beyond reason. "I'm going to kill you both." I swung the knife at Jeff, but he was quick. He grabbed the nightstand and hurled it at me. It hit me before I could get out of the way.

Xavier pinned him to the mat in one quick, smooth move as he pulled a knife, probably from his thigh, considering I didn't see any other blades on his body, and held it to the man's throat. "I'm all out of time to play today, so what will it be?" Xavier crooned down at the man, who was trembling in fear, but went deathly still as Xavier's blade nicked the skin of his neck and a small trail of blood leaked down the sharp edge of the blade.

Blood pooled below him as he tried to save himself in a futile attempt. Grayson drew his hand back, but grunted as a knife was thrown, piercing the right side of his mid abdomen. Grayson knew immediately it wasn't just any knife, nor was it clean. He felt the burn of silver, and a foreign substance coursing through his body at an alarming rate. He looked up and saw the Commander drawing his hand back with another knife that never left his hand. Xavier tackled him and ripped his head off before he ever had a chance to throw the second blade.

“Aww, you think threatening me makes you a mighty giga chad, do you? I’ve been a member of the lawless underground society for more than ten years, and no one has ever dared wave a threat in my face! Are you happy that you’re the first? Now, come receive your reward!” Phantomknife unsheathed his snowy, shiny blades and pointed their tips at Javier. Cold glints bounced off their surface, making for a terrifying entrance, but little else happened, as Phantomknife never got to hit Javier with them. He felt a sharp pinch on his wrist and saw Javier’s silhouette get blurry. The next time his eyes focused, his shiny blades had changed hands. Javier was the one aiming the pointy bits at him now.

he smirked then ripped open her shirt. Alex couldn’t take it anymore. He charged at Jeff and tackled him on the floor. The door burst open then Mike and some other guys stormed in on Alex’s defense. Right on time, Alex thought. He started to punch Jeff, but Jeff was no weakling. He grabbed Alex’s throat in an attempt to choke him. “So you do care about the little whore,” Jeff was laughing. “You messed with the wrong guy Jeffrey,” Alex said menacingly. He pulled out a knife then stabbed him in his throat.

With a swift motion, he drove a knife into Sean's left shoulder and twisted it mercilessly. Sean grabbed Jeffrey's hand that was holding the knife as he grimaced and wailed from the excruciating pain. He felt as though his flesh and bones were crushed, and he wondered if he would lose his left arm for good. Jeffrey whispered in his ear, "It's troublesome to kill you off because we can't be bothered to dispose of your corpse. Otherwise, I'd stab you in the stomach and cut through all your intestines." After that, he kicked Sean, making the latter land hard on the ground.