Helluva Boss Blitzo Sister Novels & Stories

I asked as I leaned a bit closer to Havoc. Havoc glance at Steele before he replied. "His mate." He replied. I nodded my head and pulled back until I digested the words. "Wait, his mate? Steele found his mate?" I asked, to which Havoc and the rest of my brothers nodded their head. "Victoria..." Blaze told me her name. "I don't know where he found blondy but she's a giant ball of unbreakable energy and too bubbly. She's the opposite of Steele, which is good cause she can easily cool down that lava temper of his."

"I've known who you are for a long time. Your people are no match for mine. They failed to find your biological father." I was stunned to hear that. So, this woman was Blaze's half-younger sister? I didn't see any pictures of her as an adult, only family photos of her and her two sisters when they were young. I couldn't believe she would kill her brother just because Blaze stared at their house from afar.

“Luna—boss! If you ever need to beat someone up, call us! We’ll do it for you! Don’t go hurting your hands!” Briella dragged a hand down her face in exasperation. “No need to go around picking fights every day. Just drive me to the hospital, okay? And one more thing—tell the others to quit calling me ‘boss’ all the time. I’ve told you at least ten times already—call me sister.” Flint scratched his neck. “But Dave said calling you boss was better…” “Are you listening to him or to me?” “You, of course!” ICU Room

"Now that you two know this, and you chose to be partners to do what? Kill me? Are you guys insane? You can't keep me in here forever. Sooner or later, everyone else will notice that I'm gone." "Shut up." Caramel commented, the tension in her building up. "Your sweet mother will call you to inform you that your sister is gone." I smirked, loving how much it affected her to hear the words. "Fuck it, I asked you to shut the hell up." She had begun to yank on her hair. "What then will you do? Join them to call the cops?" I ignored her. She growled, picking up the glass cup of water they had given to me and smashing with a scream. "Shut it.. shut it, shut the fuck up!" She yelled, taking deep br

Tiger was now by my side, with me cradled on his side. “See? You scared our girl. Go get her a glass of water.” Jay threw her sister a very angry glare and Trinity literally shrank into herself. “N-no it’s not that. Your sister didn’t do anything. I am just tired that's all!” I said trying to smooth out. She looked like she was about to cry and when she heard me saying that, she clapped her hands excitedly and stuck her tongue out to Jay. I really couldn’t believe that, that was the world’s most paid and wanted top model.

Amerie guessed that this blonde was about 5’5” without the heels, but her head fell only two inches shorter than Amerie’s with the boots. The blonde stretched out her hand. “You must be Amerie! I’m Brynn, Blaze’s sister.” Amerie smiled and reached out her hand. The blonde pulled her into a hug, catching her off guard. Amerie chuckled. “Nice to meet you, Brynn,” she said as the blonde released her, still smiling.

After being pressured into drinking until I was tipsy, I checked my phone and saw an Instagram post from my younger sister, Daphne. The private room was clouded with cigarette smoke. My client, Mr. Wallace, a bald man, slapped me hard between the shoulder blades. “Lina, you can really hold your liquor. A girl like you is a definite friend for life. Next time, you bet I’m bringing this deal to you first.” I swallowed hard against the bile rising in my throat and managed to stretch my lips into a stiff, professional smile.

The thick silence enveloped them both like a fog, but no one dared to speak. Blaze just stared at her while a string of thoughts ran through his head. Tessy, the perfect good girl and younger sister to his best friend, Elias, was a drug dealer. Of all things to be, a girl who dealt with all sorts of people using drugs.

She went to her now clean sofa and lay there while watching a movie. "You are going to live with me." "I don’t live with anyone," she said nonchalantly. "That’s an order." "I only take orders from my boss, and her orders also have limits—and you aren’t my boss," she said coldly. "I am your boss." "You are on control system, and I am an A-Special Spy. Your sister holds that part." He sighed and admired the condoms. "My brother knows what size it is." He sighed again, mourning. "Tsk, I badly need sex."