Jess The Killer Novels & Stories

Jessie looked at Renee for support, because she knew if the name left her mouth, it will cause an uproar and no one would believe her. "Jessie means Claire. Before you say anything, I heard her talking one night. I figured it has been her all along. She was using Jade to get to the other packs and forcing that poor baby to kill, making it seem as if it were vampires." "I don't believe this. You all are liars. My sister would never do such a thing." "Then you wouldn't believe that she killed Jade also and gather all the strength from for daughter and the wolves she had her kill." Jessie sneered.

She enjoyed every bit of sex and kept wishing for more. She looked at his youthful face which, for some reason, the Albino wanted to kill. She stood there trying to piece things together. Things did not make sense. ‘Was he a danger to the Albino or Kelly?’ No answer came through. The Albino knew Jessie- because he was her creator. He knew her looks, shape, and her entire definition. Before him, she was Tamara the most wanted person in the entire nation’s history. The material day they met at the accident scene, the doctor pretended to be very busy and ignored her. She had a feeling he was hiding something from her.

She was becoming uncomfortable and it was irritating. “You’re the girl,” she said. “Which girl?” “THE girl. The one that cracked the floor, confused the teacher, didn’t give a rank, and still walked out alive.” I paused. “…When you say it like that, it sounds worse.” “Was I meant to die…?” She grinned. “It sounds iconic.” “I’m sorry… who are you?” She placed a hand dramatically on her chest. “Oh my God, where are my manners? I’m Lila. Your new roommate.”

The warning Hades gave him not to sleep with any of the Princesses has gone out from his head. Jess's cough brought his attention back to her and he sent her a smile. "I know you like my niece but, you can't have her. You are a killer who kills for a living so kill whatever growing feelings you have for my niece because she won't like you. So tell me the truth, who are you?" Jess asked. "My real name is Chase Demon, and I don't kill for a living. I am a businessman, not a killer. My companies are all around the world."

And as I did, I felt Tyrelle grabbing a hold of my hair and pulling me back. "Ow! Ow! Ow!" I winced. "Don't you dare walk off without answering my question. Are you or are you not Gabriella?" Just then Aelfric decided that it was time to intervene. He grabbed my hand and slapped Tyrelle's grip on my hair that made him let go. "Go find your own woman, mutt!" He said and stick his tongue out at him. "I'm not your woman!" I yelled. "You know the hybrid." Said Tyrelle. "So I guess you are Gabriella the Killer smile."

“A contact. From a long time ago.” “A contact who texts you about me. Who tells you I’m playing with you.” I let the hurt seep into my tone, turning to face him fully. “While you’ve been lecturing me about Finn’s performances, you’ve been taking advice from some… some ghost from your past?” “It’s not like that.” He finally entered the room, closing the door softly behind him. The click of the latch felt ominously final. “Jess is… was… a liaison. From a neutral pack. She has sources in places we don’t.”

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.

‘It’s a jungle. The inspector’s wife joined in the laughter, ‘Is that an invitation I am hearing, Navpreet?’ The sub-inspector opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted by Mrs Rashid. ‘So what’s with you two experts – you have a murder mystery on your hands – it is a very sad thing though ... Esha Arora ... very sweet girl ... you ask anyone ... Esha Arora was a very sweet girl they will say, very committed towards her work – genuinely cared for all the employees – but fate ... what can you do about it? I’d assume you two must have made significant progress in identifying the murderer ... sorry ... sorry ... I shouldn’t interfere. I am very sorry.’ She stopped to catch a breath.