Jeffrey Fnaf Novels & Stories

Cornelius said as we walked in and everyone took their seats. I couldn’t help but notice that Felix had a curious look on his face as he watched Jensen and me. “Dad I know who Lynn is. We use to play when we were what, five or six I think. How have you been?” I didn’t remember Felix at all, but then again I didn’t remember a lot from when I was that young. “Well, I am doing great. How about you?” Felix smiled at me and something about him made me feel a little uneasy. I didn’t think that he would ever hurt me, but it was as if he had this demeanor about him that commanded all the attention in the room.

And now the wolves were at the door. Two nights ago, Viktor (the syndicate’s enforcer) sent me a photo: Jessy asleep in her dorm bed, taken from inside her room. Message attached: One week, Marko Or we come collect ourselves. I’d known this day was coming since the crash that killed her parents. I’d promised my sister on her deathbed I’d protect her daughter. Instead I’d dragged the girl into my war. But I had one card left. Jeffrey... Twenty-one years old, computer science prodigy, trust-fund brat on paper, complete fucking psycho underneath. He’d hacked my entire system at nineteen just to watch Jessy change clothes. When I confronted him, he didn’t deny it. He begged.

Then she looked to the side and caught sight of Jeffrey, a beta kid the same age as her, with his father and mother. “Why are you complaining? Being third is already good,” Jeffrey’s father exclaimed with a proud smile. Jeffrey pouted with a frown and gritted his teeth, “But Billy still did better than me! If only I ran faster…” Jeffrey’s mother crouched down. She pinched Jeffrey’s cheek and wiped the dirt from his face. “Now, now, you’re already twelve and you’re still trying to beat Billy and Naya? How many times will your father and I tell you? They are your friends, Jeffrey. All the people in the pack are your friends.”

I stared at Jeffrey with a young boy who looked like a replica of him. “Who is that?” I ask Jeffrey as I approach him, curiously scrutinizing the little boy. “He is a kid I found in my car, on my way from the Jason event. I was about to take him back to his parents at the Jason mansion" he said, rising to his feet. My brows furrowed with confusion as I struggled to understand how a child magically appeared in his car. This was the first time he had displayed such affection for anyone or anything in the last four years, so I couldn’t help but wonder.

[Just hope you don't get chewed up and spit out by those two. Sophie snapped at me, [Just say you're jealous, but you're too stubborn to admit it! Don't worry, I'll be way happier than you!] I stopped replying; I could not reason with someone as stubborn as a mule. It looked like it was time for her to settle her old debts. Moving on. Jeffrey was all over social media, flaunting his luxury cars and designer watches. His selfies were caked with makeup, probably to cover the zombie-like skin underneath.

Jefferson:- Who is this? The person replied instantly. Unknown:-It's Tishe😊🍨 I scoffed and face palmed myself. Tishe! That weird pink-a-palooza. I saved her number. Jefferson:- How did you get my number? Tishe:- Ur brother. I made a mental note to kill Lee when we got home. After he has forgiven me. Jefferson;- What made you think something was wrong with me about my dad? Tishe:- Freaky best friend thing😋

was done with surgery, it was already too late so I had to spend the night at the hospital. And when I finally reached here, you weren't at home as well”. Jeffrey replied. Bethany was fuming with her but she somehow hide her anger behind the fake smile as she said.“No wonder, I was wondering why you sent me a message asking if I was back. I thought you were just asking casually”. “I just wanted to give you a surprise, but my bads, I was caught with something instead”. Jeffrey looked at Zayn when his eyes finally left that of Bethany. When he saw Zayn's face, his pupil twitched violently. “How come he looks so much like Jenna?...... Could he be...” Jeffrey quietly looked down, making it impo

Alex enunciated. “We have to get her back.” His expression turned pensive. “We have to…” He trailed as he turned to the teenage boy standing beside him. “This is Jeffrey.” He paused to study their reaction. “And he is T-Murek’s son.” A chilly silence fell over the room, and everyone shifted their attention to the boy.

I asked, looking over at Jeffrey who just laid peacefully with his eyes closed, breathing softly with bruises all over his body. “I believe so,” he said, then a drop of tear fell from his eyes. “I can’t believe that my son is finally back. I thought he was dead and even held a private funeral for him, but he came back alive. Surely, the Moon Goddess won’t raise my hopes and disappoint me at the end. My son will not die. Jeffrey will not die,” he stated. “And so shall it be,” I declared. “Yes, your highness. You should hurry up. If not, you’re going to be late,” he said to me.

Ryan could not help but ask, "What has he given you, Jeffery? We can double that. You don't have to help him. Just name your conditions." "Shut up! You know nothing!" Jeffery snorted coldly and said, "I'm just a subordinate who worked for Mr. Truman. Why would Mr. Truman need to give me anything?" What? Ryan and Lewis were shocked. Anyone would be shocked by Jeffery's words. Jeffery was like a king in Hodbridge. Even the Seltzers would not be a match for the Fords if Dominic, a grandmaster, did not back them, let alone the other families.