Jill The Ripper Novels & Stories

Until she lost her consciousness and everything went black. “Ma’am, Freea is here,” one of the man reported to the old woman name Kelly Park. Kelly turned around then smiled. “Is she alone?” “Yes, ma’am. She came here alone.” “Good.” Kelly tilted her head back to the little girl. Jill had her lifeless eyes opened, like an oasis in the dessert that shows no color or emotion. She resembled a doll with strings around her whole body. “I told you. Your pretty face belongs to my collection,” the crazy woman murmured while caressing Jill’s cheek as if she’s holding a delicate glass. “Put this kid back to the room,” she asked the men. “Don’t you ever leave any scar on her body.”

Joplin nodded, “though we know that Jack does not feed off of his victims to the extent one would expect from a typical Vampire. He seems to be more fascinated with both the hunt and the dissection, at least in most of these cases, so it might just be that stopping the heart before he makes his incisions gives him a cleaner work area if you will.” That explanation seemed reasonable to Aaron, and while he still wasn’t sure what to make of the newbie, he could see why Ward had brought him in. He certainly seemed to know what he was talking about when it came to medical information. “Thank you, Jamie,” Ward said with a smile and a nod. “I think it is fair to say, then, that the Ripper was in th

She spoke to their tombstones, vulnerable. Then a man grabbed her, dragging her to a dark corner. Jill appeared, directing a group of people to assault Lillian, holding a pill that she tried to force Lillian to swallow. Lillian's desperate struggle was gut-wrenching. Then Elton appeared in the frame. Jill instantly played the victim, making it look like she was being attacked. Elton fought the men off and, without hesitation, slapped Lillian. The video ended with him carrying Jill away while Lillian clutched her torn clothes and passed out.

“I love my work and want to start again. You will soon hear of me with my funny little games . . . My knife’s so nice and sharp I want to get to work right away if I get a chance.” —Jack The Ripper.

Jillian said, her command wouldn't work on me but being who she is she has other means at her whim when she needs them. “ I’m TRYING” I yelled, the last part. “He isn’t there, he is gone, vanished”! I quickly said traces of anguish present in my voice. “What do you mean gone, it’s not possible” she said right before she gasped and looked straight at Kenneth. “It’s her Kenneth, she’s back, Jax didn’t kill her he killed an imitation of her '' Jillian said, her eyes completely white, her lips trembling and her body shaking. “Who, what and the fuck is going on” I said.

“Did you see his face when he was punching the life out of Troy? He was furious! He freaked out when he saw you were hurt! If he was just rescuing us, he wouldn’t have felt so…involved with your fight with Troy! You can’t just…have met him.” Adrienne took a deep breath. “Jill, remember you told me about some girl that Justin picked up at Gypsys?” Jill nodded. “That was me,” she admitted. “I went alone for Gypsys’ opening. I was drinking. I felt frustrated with Troy, my Mom. Justin approached me. Introduced himself, bought me a drink… things got out of hand…I ended up going home with him.” “Gypsys opened more than four months ago!” Jill exclaimed.

"I'm not a virgin. Haven't been for quite a while. I've had three different lovers, and I've blown ten different guys. My parents think I'm pure as the driven snow. There. Now you know my secret and I know yours. Neither of us is going to tell, right?" "Right," I said as she rolled back onto her belly. "You missed my calves." Dazed, I went back to the lotion job. "Maybe someday I can find out why those women look so happy when they come out of your house," Jill said softly. "Jill..." I started. "Don't worry about it. Just, when you go back in there, if you want to pretend it's me in there with you, that would be kind of cool." She sighed, and laid down. "Thanks for the lotion."

Just like in my previous life, ugly comments poured into my ears. My body trembled slightly. But this time, it wasn't from fear or shock. Seeing me shake, Melanie looked even more certain. She suddenly lifted my shirt and asked, "Yvonne, isn't this scar from the surgery? You're Charlie's fiancee. How dare you do this? You owe him an apology." On my abdomen was a scar, about half an inch long. "No! This isn't what you think it is!" I scrambled to cover myself, my face burning with humiliation.

When Jyoti finally appeared, Inspector Rashid gave a sadistic grin and started rubbing his knuckles in a menacing way. Jyoti slowly approached the empty chair, while the inspector studied her through his narrow eyes. She was almost thirty, brown-skinned with hair tightly tied back to make it look straight, which it definitely wasn’t. She was wearing a yellow sari and there was a heavy gold chain around her neck. It wasn’t imitation jewellery. She even had a hint of makeup on her face. The inspector eyed her with curiosity, the obvious question – Does someone apply makeup after murdering in cold blood? Perhaps a shrewd opportunist does ...

"No, I mean yes¡ I mean no I don't want you to stay like that¡ yes, I do want to see you naked. Jill turned away from him and hooking her thumbs in her panties, she slid the transparent bikini's over her hips and down her legs, bending over as she reached her ankles. As she stood bent over Tim was treated to a full view of her beautiful shaped ass and tucked between her legs, her glistening clamshell pussy now slightly opened with lust. Tim gasped with pleasure. Unable to believe this was his mother showing him her naked ass and pussy. With no hesitation, Jill took the top off the tube of jelly. "Come here," she said. Tim took the two steps to move within inches of her. "Hold out your hand."