Helluva Boss Cherub Novels & Stories

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END

Liv - Present day "Fuck it all to hell!" Liv cursed as she grabbed the ticket from the windshield of her state issued Jeep Wrangler. It was the third one this month. What happened to brotherhood of the badge shit? Two little white-headed ladies walking by on the sidewalk gave her the stink eye for her outburst.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

Happy Baby: “Did That they trick you kill the three Bosses, and then they got the hidden Boss.” I deliberately said to make everyone misunderstand the first three Bosses were all beaten by me, and I was kicked by Alina when the hidden Boss came out. Sunny life: “It was a bit disgusting. Someone helped Lucifer out while Lucifer kicked her out. Live Cool: “Goddess is so ungrateful. Who would dare to play with her in the future?”

beaming, she kissed him on the cheek. "You are just a gem waiting to be discovered, Gina," The Boss said. He reached behind with one arm and patted her shoulder—part out of fondness, part to stop her from kissing him again. He had this sudden fear that if she kissed him again, she would do so while mistaking him as her … 'dad'.

A glimmer with delight sparked in Maverick's eyes, and he commented, " Now, I understand it's about your arm. You are bitter because of your arm, isn't it?" He arched his brows, which highlighted more of his unique features. " Don't ask me how. I know I am extremely intelligent, and I easily charm ladies." *Gbam!* " Pest!" Jett spat at Maverick and kicked him in his crouch! " Get lost!'' Furiously, she hissed and stormed away with a livid face.

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

A demon with scales like shattered obsidian slithered forward, eyes downcast. I could smell the fear rolling off him in waves. Good. Dad's voice boomed through the chamber as he read off the list of offenses. "Gluttony beyond your station, theft of souls allocated to higher demons, and... attempting to seduce a Cherub?" He raised an eyebrow at that last one. I snorted, unable to hold back my amusement. "Seriously? A Cherub? Talk about aiming high and missing by a mile."

He glanced and saw Bob opening his mouth. "How are you, bro?" Bob sitting beside him, asked him after a laugh from the words of Chloe's deity. Bob's deity was sitting on his shoulder like a boss. Yman, even noticed that Bob's deity already had arms. Looks like Bob's deity was at level 2 already, same with Chloe's deity. Whereas his Sistela was level 1 only. Chloe was secretly thanking Bob for intervening before the situation became more difficult for her. Although, Bob doesn't know about it.

Emily wiggled her eyebrows at him. "Restaurant costumers are loyal. M'sW has bad boys and players, especially yummy ones." David neared Lucius, slapping his butt cheek once. "Fiery Hell, did you just--?" Lucius turned and sent David a glare. The smell of pizza wafted through the air inside Roberto's Pizzeria. Costumers chatterings filled the store and a smooth jazz music played through the little box-shaped speakers attached on every ceiling corner. A ham and cheese pizza lay before her, topped with extra mozzarella cheese and her eyes sparkled.