Jess The Killer Novels & Stories

I growl at him when he looks up, his face turning a lovely shade of purple. “I suppose once a murderer always a murderer, right?” I snap at him. “What?” Damien looks at me, looking confused. Oh, I forgot he didn’t know. Opps. “Jessica is a murderer. The day you found out you were my mate, she found hers. Jessica was sleeping with every male who would show her attention. When she found her mate, she mated with him, then she rejected him. He threatened he would tell you what she had been doing and then she killed him. That’s why she fled. I know this because someone not only witnessed it, they filmed it and guess what? I have the footage. Damien, you let the bitch back into your pack. Forced m

I yanked her by her hand and dragged her away with me. "What do you think, Mr. All Supreme?" she hissed, her tone sharp and cutting. Her smirk spread slowly, a dangerous glint lighting up her eyes. "Don’t forget who I am—I’m Reina, the killer. I could end you right here, right now, and not a soul would dare challenge me." She tilted her head slightly, her smirk widening as she stepped closer, her presence suffocating. "So stop acting like you own me," she said, her voice low and venomous. "Because I will never, ever be yours." "Yeah? But you're were begging me for more last night. Forgotten so soon?" I said backing her up at the wall.

“I think you were erased from visibility inside the system.” “That sounds dramatic,” she said lightly. “It sounds accurate.” Jess exhaled through her nose. “You’ve been digging into me,” she said. “I dig into everything connected to Cain.” “Careful,” Jess said. “That habit gets people hurt in this world.” I leaned forward slightly. “Then tell me why you’re back.” Jess’s fingers tapped once against the table. “I didn’t come back on my own terms,” she said. I watched her carefully now. “Then whose?” I asked.

"Tell me, who are those maids? I need their names." "I don’t know their names. Please believe me and go save Jenny, please." "You must be out of your crappy mind, Killer. You think you can throw lies around and I'll eat up all of them. You're sick. And not just that, you're also full of shit. If you don't tell me the truth…" He went on and on with his threats, but I couldn't listen. I was fighting against my rage. But it won. My boiling rage won and the next second, I was yelling.

I can hear the murderous intent in my voice. “No. My baby girl already posted everything she did to the family group chat. Her cousins already took the liberty of screenshotting everything that she was out through and the videos and shared them on their profiles. His life is in ruins, and I have a feeling he will be losing his job sooner rather than later.” I laugh at this, picturing sweet little Jessica sharing everything she could to her family group chat, not realizing the damage her cousins would cause. Eric’s side of the family is overprotective of the little princess who would never hurt a fly. Now, she needed her dark knight to swoop in and get her away from the snake that slept in he

Ricky and the other boys turned their attention away from beating Caine and gawked at her. "I have a proposition for you," she said. "Oh yeah," Ricky asked, looking her up and down. As he scanned her body his eyes lingered around her legs and her breasts. Despite being hated by pretty much everyone in this dump, Jess knew she was attractive. She'd been pretty enough to make it into the popular group before Catriona turned on her and ruined her life. "You seem to enjoy inflicting pain on others so I'm guessing you're either a sadist or a dick. You're not a dick are you, Ricky?" Jess asked.

Tamara pointed. Jess ducked into the museum. The agents followed. "The roof," Derek said. He'd been a Hunter once. He knew their tactics. "They'll push her up. Trap her there." They ran around the building. Found the fire escape. Climbed fast. On the museum roof, Jess was cornered. Five agents surrounding her. Nowhere to run. "Jess Turner," one agent said. "You're under arrest for treason." "Helping people isn't treason," Jess shot back.

The market today was of no luck, everyone guided their wares, leaving no room for Luna to snuggle some breakfast. "Should I come get you, or you will grace me yourself?" Jess's teasing voice echoed once again. It still baffled her - the sudden change in Jess personality. He was a complete stranger compared to the loving and caring boyfriend she knew. Today, he was a monster, a monster who was framing her for his parents' murder. When Jess's figure stared down at her, she knew she had to do something. Luna pulled herself up, and ran for the busy way against her will. She knew there was a high chance that the police had taken the highway to find her, but she was willing to take her chances.

Jax asked even though he had a hint of what was coming next. “We get rid of her. Kill her off. If she isn’t of any use we cast them away but if she has become a nuisance then we wipe them off the face of earth,” he said repeating their motto that they lived by. “Yes, I’ll send someone to get rid of her,” Jax said, ready to leave when suddenly Alastor was struck by an idea. “No, wait.” His evil brain was churning at a thought that would make the death a lot more painful for the ex-assassin.

But it is simply not so easy to just take his raw affection for my body back once it has been fully given away to another man. As the dark forest evening approaches the valley, Jessa Moore finally manages to slip away from her family cabin, leaving the little Reed Walker Twins safe under the heavy guard of her own pack parents. Her boots click softly against the floor as she approaches my bedside, letting out a long, ragged sigh as she looks at my broken frame lying there under the thin white sheets. “Mars hasn't opened his eyes yet, Tyler?” Jessa whispers, her hand touching my cold forehead. “Brother, why does his beautiful male body have to carry such a terrible, bloody destiny in this for