Beelzebub From Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

Like Lui kang of mortal kombat did his flying kick mid air, I flew carving lines down Beezebulb’s chest with his broken horn, each strike precise, peeling chitin like armor from fruit. “ Forcing demons under your will!? Creating a whole new order of pure wickedness?! Is this what you have done with my kingdom!? “ I yelled in indignation, driving his knee into the horn he’d embedded, forcing Beezebulb’s head back. “ You are just a maggot who never learned his place! ”

I smiled, but the dispersing park workers broke my joy and I knew the betas had arrived. I stepped out, not wanting trouble as the lead beta approached, and before I could blink, I was injected. The world tilted, and I let myself fall. Because, pretending to pass out was the last choice I had.

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

"The boss wants to see you " He yelled at me above the club's noise. I scoffed. "The boss" was one hell of an arrogant man. “I’m not interested.” I told him, waving him off. Jessica overheard the exchange and rolled her eyes at me . “Girl , we're not asking you to fall in love with him , just get laid and get that asshole off your system for a bit.” I hesitated and looked in the dude’s direction . His eyes were still on me ,though an interested smirk now tipped a corner of his lips.

My hands shook as I typed one final message. Are you Alexander Kane? The response came immediately. Just two words. Midnight, Velvet. The world I knew shattered around me. My boss. My Dom. They were the same man. And in six hours, I would have to face him.

"What the hell are you guys doing there instead of helping with the unloading?" One of the men came running to me and explained, "Boss, those motherfuckers lent 60k from us and haven't returned it yet. We managed to catch them tonight while they were planning to steal a few boxes from us." "So you are beating them to death? How is this a solution?" I questioned, and he hung his head in shame. "Give them some permanent damage for trying to screw us. Chop off a few fingers or toes, you idiot." His face glowed as he exclaimed, "Got it, Boss," and ran back to his group to inform them of my order. Those two culprits cried out in protest as my men brought out their knives.

His eyes were like fire and I matched his glare. There was a massive lightning strike behind me that caught both of our attention. Looking back, I saw a man with a similar size, build, and stature as Lucifer, only that his face seemed younger and his armor looked to be made of gold instead of metal. Zeus. The man was anything but subtle, I’ll say that. Lucifer once said that he was power-hungry, that he had more wrath than Lucifer himself, and looking at him now, he sure gives off that essence.

The feeling of nothing holding my weight anywhere. The last clear picture I had was of myself standing in a hospital corridor with a termination letter and a burnout-syndrome diagnosis in my hands. Jared, freshly promoted to Director, was strolling out of the OB-GYN wing with his arm around Stephanie. He glanced at me. "Chloe. For old times' sake, I'll do you a favor." "There's still an electronics plant hiring out on the West Side. Assembly line work. Screwing bolts onto circuit boards. Should suit you at this point."

"Fine. I’ll be a monster instead." The name burned in my mind, an ancient, forbidden call. Erebus. The God of the Deepest Shadow. If the light had abandoned me, I would make the darkness my throne. I was ready to sign away whatever was left of my soul, so long as I could watch Adam’s world burn.

Suddenly there was a big commotion in the hallway and I looked up to see what it was about. Suddenly, 20 men came in wearing tuxes carrying large bouquets of flowers. Each bouquet was the same. Pink roses and white lillies. They all formed a line surrounding my desk. I looked at them in confusion when they parted just enough for another man to step through. My boss. My Atlas. He had a single branch in his hands and placed it on my desk. A branch of cherry blossoms. Then suddenly, all the men started singing Happy Birthday. And soon everyone in the office joined in too. Atlas moved to stand behind me after the song was over and he bent down and kissed me on the cheek “Happy Birthday Calliope”