Jeff the Killer (remake)
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Last published Tue, Jan 24, 2023
as Jeff moves into his new home, he starts to notice that this won't be a normal move, will he ever get used to this life or will this become a new hell then the last hell he was in.
disclaimer, I do not own Jeff the Killer and I do not own the art for the cover of this book, all of this goes to credit to those who made Jeff the Killer and made the art, I just wanted to make a remake because the original Jeff the Killer story was a little too silly and didn't fit Jeff right. So you can enjoy the book if you want and I hope you do.
also another disclaimer, if you are affected by the real world things portrayed in this production, please seek medical help and therapeutic attention. Thank you.
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