Who Killed Jeff The Killer Novels & Stories

Chris Bradford—that's… that's Killer. Shit!

"If you hadn't egged me on, I wouldn't have done that," Marina screamed. "It was you. You killed Caitlin. You're the murderer." Anthony suddenly laughed, smacking himself. He wasn't holding back. I could see his cheeks swell up red even from a distance. He dropped to his knees. "You're right. I killed the woman who loved me. Her blood's on my hands. I'm a murderer." I rolled my eyes, and he pulled out his wedding ring, which he had taken off since Marina showed up.

“As requested, the son of a bitch has been taken care of. Say hello to Dr. Joel.” Attached below the message was a photo—Dr. Joel, lying in a pool of his own blood. Khalid, Jasper, and Moses had done it. They killed him. And in his next life, maybe he’d learn to mind his own business. I replied instantly. “Make sure nothing links back to me. Good job. Thank you.” Then, I smirked—like the most satisfied woman alive.

“I only liked you because of your money and power. But you’ve caused my brother’s death. You have nothing now, so you might as well die! “Oh, and the baby isn’t yours either. I’ve never loved you, but you betrayed the woman who loves you so much because of me. Don’t you find it hilarious?” Damiano slumped to the floor as tears fell from his eyes. In the past, it pained me a lot to see him cry. But this time, I was calm as I watched him. Damiano no longer meant anything to me. Meanwhile, Wendy started laughing hysterically. “I’ve killed him. Let me out.” The door opened, and Wendy immediately ran out. However, the guard outside the door shot her dead in the next second. “I let you out alive,

"The body was gone." Nobody spoke. Nobody breathed. Even the rain outside seemed quieter. "The body was gone," Adrian repeated. "Victor was gone too." Quinn stared. "What about Mark?" Adrian swallowed. "Mark was still there." The room froze, because that changed everything. For years Adrian had believed Mark died. But according to his own memory, Mark survived. Victor survived. The body disappeared. And somebody removed every trace of what happened. Then Damian suddenly spoke. "What if that's why the killer is targeting everyone now?"

At first, we were convinced that whoever was doing this attacked only girls, until Jeff's dead body was found floating on the lake. Jeff was one of the star quarterbacks in the town's high school, barely in his sophomore year. He'd gone missing for days, just like the others before him and had turned up in front of his parents house, dead. His mother was devastated and had almost committed suicide. I couldn't blame her. He was the only child she'd been blessed with and children were an almost rarity amongst supernaturals. Now, everyone between the ages 15-20 was seated in the Town square,our parents sitting opposite us.

"I've had worse days. Figured I no longer have reasons to hide. Everyone who would try to kill me is dead.. Or dying. And at least we got Jeffrey back. At least he's alive and safe and not being held in some underground facility pumped full of drugs." He looked at Jeffrey, something soft crossing his usually impassive face. "Kid's a fighter. He's going to be okay." "Yeah," Kyla agreed quietly. "He will."

Jeff pretended to be angry, “he is a real villain, a loathsome rogue. The only thing he can do is lie and cheat. Back at the hotel, he deceived you and traded you for your father’s property. Now he lies to you again, because he wants you to be his baby machine. If I were you, I would punish him for what he did, Luna. I will even … kill him.” Amelia grabbed his shoulders fiercely, acting enraged by what Jeff had just told her, “Tell me how?! Tell me how to kill that fucking bastard!” Jeff was startled by her aggression, but he was thrilled to see Amelia fall into his trap. He swept Amelia’s hands from his shoulders, then persuaded her in a placid tone, “Take it easy, Luna, we must do it caref

he said “I’m just conducting basic housekeeping.” He couldn’t let her know how deep into his ranks her lover Alexander had eaten. He knew from the details the detectives gave that Jeff was dead, as Jeff never left a trace of himself at any scene. He was that careful. And Octavio knew whatever happened to Jeff and the other victims in the woods was orchestrated by Alexander even though there was no evidence at the moment. Letting Kristine in on such information would only make life difficult for him as she would continue to throw it in his face until this was over.

The only pack member I had arrested and got killed was Jolynn. "Was he Jolynn's mate, perhaps?" I asked Fred. I needed to understand where this hatred and need for revenge was coming from so I would know how to approach it. "No, he and Jolynn were simply business partners, and do not ask me how I know this, but Keith killed Jolynn himself to hasten the plan." My mouth dropped in shock, remembering how he had run to my office to tell me about the accident that he apparently, orchestrated. What sort of an animal was he?