Jill The Ripper Novels & Stories

When the police were distracted, she pulled out a knife she had been hiding and stabbed Jonathan in the heart. "You son of a bitch! It's all your fault! Everything is your fault! Felix wouldn't have left me if it weren't for you. Dunn Group would still be standing too!" She cackled wildly before continuing, "Die! Everyone should die!" Jonathan passed away after failing to be resuscitated. Meanwhile, Jillian was locked in a mental asylum after experiencing a total mental breakdown. Truth be told, I never expected them to meet such tragic ends. But aside from feeling a little sad, I didn't feel too strongly about their predicaments.

“What are you talking about?” “That bunny is so cute, even I could not keep my eyes off of her. Of course the elderly would like obedient-looking girls!’ Then, he glanced coolly at Jill’s clothes. “Did you think the old man would like someone dressed like you??” “Pfft, who cares if he likes me or not!?” Jill spoke disdainfully. “I won’t be like Sally Summers, deliberately dressing up like a good girl to please the elderly.” “Disgusting! Cunning b*tch!”

"You might not believe me, but Jill purposely did all of this. At a point, she threatened me, and told me that she'd get my husband by all means." "What?" Her voice was low and weaker. "Does it mean that she indirectly took your husband just like I took Aiden from Shanice?" I sniffed, and turned to her. "Yes. She did that. She's also a criminal. An adulteress. Was it my fault that I had to work most of the time? Was it? She only made my husband send me away from my home, taking advantage of the fact that I was always busy with work." "Oh. I'm so sorry for you then. I guess you'll be fine anytime soon."

“I swear, if that asshole tries to lick my belly button one more fucking time, I’m going to fucking rip his head off with my thighs. And he’s not budging on information, either. I tried to get him to tell me what his plans are for the weekend, but he just lied and said he’s playing poker. If I could just get something useful out of this dipshit—either a decent orgasm or some information—I’d at least feel like my efforts were worthwhile, but I’m getting nothing.” “I’m sorry. I promise, I’ve given up any hope on these dreams going away now, so going forward I will focus on getting information out of him.” My transgression forgiven, we finish our breakfast and head out to the Skank Mobile. As w

Then, she told every last detail of the incident. “Fifth Junior saw you coming out of Shochiku’s room last night, so I suspect that Shochiku tried to seduce Big Brother...” “I called her out with an excuse and slapped her with a whip.” “I ordered Seventh Junior to defile her, but I didn’t expect her to jump into Witch River...” Jill revealed everything. By then, all the fellow disciples of Hygieia Valley were stunned. Never did they expect that everything told by Jill was fake.

Jack have a not so subtle cough, letting Jill know he was back in the room. "Jack!" Jill screeched. She stopped singing immediately. Her cheeks turned red. She was highly embarrassed. How long had Jack been inside the room? She turned the water off and reached for her towel. She wrapped the towel around her body and poked her head from behind the curtain. "Jack, how long have you been here?" Jill quizzed Jack. Jack smiled back at her, "Just long enough." Jill could die she was so embarrassed, "Can you give me a minute to get out and get dressed please?"

This is what I really hate about Jill. She knows better than anyone else. It’s like she already memorized the manner how I behave whenever there was something wrong. Just like right now. She noticed that I now seemed to be on good terms with Bullet. No one noticed it, even Jack and Shane. Only her. I bet Jill is going to be a perfect fit for an investigator job more specifically those personnel who interrogate criminals. “That’s all?” Jill asked more and I wish for all the heavens above for her to just stop interrogating me because I am not a criminal. I am her friend… best first for the most!

“What?” Jill let out a dark chuckle, turning slightly as she prepared to leave. “You heard me, Fred Hart. I orchestrated your meeting. But when it was time for her to take your money and disappear… she fell for you instead. I hated her for it. But I’ve forgiven her now. And to pay me back… well, she’ll just have to start her life all over again.” “You’re bluffing,” Fred muttered. Jill smirked devilishly. “After all these years, you really think she wouldn’t try to make it up to me after killing her sister?” She paused, glancing over her shoulder. “I’ll be back. But don’t underestimate me. After all… she is my daughter.”

She glanced over at Kaileeh, who was staring at Rian. “Is there a lake nearby?” Jillie asked, now looking at me. I nodded. “You didn’t lose it. You just didn’t follow the rain.” “What?” Garret asked. “It was a Wendigo,” she said. “A Wendigo?” Rian asked. “Yep.” “What makes you think that, Doll?” Mason asked.

They were also closely looking out at the funeral homes. “Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. Can I borrow Ms. Lily for a minute?” A man in his thirties, who was wearing a black leather jacket paired with black pants, initiated as they blocked their way. “Oh, just in case…” the man rushed as he grabbed his identification card to show them. He’s Jillian May, a detective.