Novel & Cerita Jess The Killer

She swallowed her saliva and looked at Lucas in horror. "Senior, you..." "You should know the gap between us now, right?" Lucas looked at Jessa indifferently. Jessa certainly knew that. She was a Rank 7 Ultimate Earth Ranked Realm Gene Fighters, but in front of Lucas, she was so vulnerable! Jessa, who had always been proud, had suffered a very serious blow! She realized that in front of Lucas, she's just a clown. ... Lucas asked Jessa, "By the way, where are you from?"

Gavin’s POV The Killers and the Slayers were ransacking the Alpha conference! They were all working for one person and that would be Jessie; someone they all thought was dead long ago. Jessie was the one person he never suspected could be a blackmailer like this, or even associated with the Slayers. He knew back in high school that she had a small crush on him, but he never knew that it grew into an obsession. Which made no sense because she must have known her very family despised his family.

Jean said in an angry voice. “It means you already decided me as a killer and now you are trying to fit the consequences and the evidence in me. And I won't let you do that. If needed I'll find that Dr. Killer myself and then prove how wrong you all are.” after saying that Jackson anxiously stood up from the chair and stomped out from the room.

Jessa jolted into movement. She sped out of the alleyway and onto another street, running as fast as her legs would carry her. The small apartment she rented wasn’t far, just a few long blocks from the train station, but it seemed like miles. Jessa was exhausted from her ordeal that day, shaking from the violence she’d just witnessed in the alley. She was worried for Rhye too, even though she was certain he didn’t need her concern. He was a member of the Hunters, probably the most lethal of them all, if his reputation was anything to go by. He was a killing machine according to all who knew his name. Seeing him here in action for herself, Jessa didn’t doubt it for a second. And now that she’

But she was now, and she drew in another ragged breath. “She killed Justin.” Everything stopped, again. All eyes went to Nurse Sloane, who was looking at Jess, that same haunted look on her face. I didn’t think I’d ever see her without it again. “Nea killed Justin, and I saw it.” Jess fell back a whole step, her mouth dropping slightly. “What?”

I don't know what to do or feel right now. I remember when I first saw Jess, she was so lost and all alone. Just a little girl afraid in the world all alone when Mom brought her home with us. She almost ran into her with her car because she came out of nowhere. It was a miracle that the car stopped at a foot away. I remember her fearing all of us, thinking we will hurt her. She was a victim, she witnessed something she shouldn't have. She witnessed her parents getting brutally murdered, something no 15-year-old should witness. The reason she became a PI and worked with the police. Mom paid for her studies and when she graduated her mission begun. She hunted all of them down, every single one

And once doubt entered the mind, control becomes easy. Jake still hadn't learned that. He ruled with force, pressure, obsession and possession. Everything about him was intense and that was why Jessica ran from him in the first place. I picked up my glass and took a slow sip, my thoughts drifting back to the look in her eyes the day I met her in Jake's suite. She was angry, guarded and wounded, but beneath all that fire was exhaustion. Jessica Wilson was tired and tired people always searched for peace eventually, and that was where I come in.

But he had underestimated one thing. Jess was not a victim. She was a survivor. And now she was also a weapon — only on our side.

"Have you made enough of a scene? Jess' health has never been the same after saving my life. You spent a few years taking her place. What exactly are you so aggrieved about? "You'll always be my wife. As long as you have that title, who would dare look down on you?" He paused slightly, then gently wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with his fingertip and softened his tone. "Jess stayed with your foster mother for months. She was there at the end. She even paid for the grave. She's already paid for what she did." I stared at him with bloodshot eyes. "Jeremy! She murdered my foster mother!" The room fell into dead silence, broken only by my ragged gasps.

“How was I supposed to know he would be back and coming for Amaya?!” “You weren’t!! You were supposed to kill him so this would not even happen in the first place!” Nathaniel stepped forward hoping to quell the tension. “Uncle, we’ve analyzed the warehouse data. It was definitely Roman. We found traces of a specific explosive signature he used back in 2016. He’s not hiding his identity. He wants us to know it’s him." "Of course he does," I said, a cold smile touching my lips. "He’s a narcissist. He wants me to know that he’s the one who’s going to take everything from me and then more”