Helluva Boss Comic Novels & Stories

He took his from her without a word, waiting for her to reply. "Yes sir, I did. They have the erhh" She made an excuse me gesture with her finger, pulled out an i-pad from her bag and swiped it. It didn't come as a surprise to her when her boss grabbed his sunglasses and matched out. It had never been his style to wait, and therefore she had learned to walk fast, in other to catch up with him, and she did just that immediately after telling jade's assistant they were going down already. She met her boss outside talking to another young man who also wore sunglasses, looking serious.

Thor shot Arthur a desperate look as the man began to sweat bullets. “Oh no, no—come on, guys! It was just a joke! Thor won an inflatable doll at a casino once, you know? One of those ridiculous bets. Bonus… doll… get it?” Arthur blurted, waving his hands like a man drowning. “That’s all!” Zoe burst out laughing. “Seriously? An inflatable doll? Boss man, I had no idea you were into that kind of thing.” “It was a stupid bet! I never even opened the box,” Thor protested, laughing awkwardly.

It was the Boss Monster—a colossal Crimson Bigfoot—struggling to crawl away on just one remaining limb after losing three to the young man. At that moment, it had only one option… RUN! Unfortunately for the beast, escape was no longer an option. “[Force].” The Boss Monster suddenly lost control over its battered body, feeling itself get pulled back despite all attempts to flee. It screamed at the top of its lungs for help, but… ~FWUUSH!~ … There was no one to listen. “G-gurrruk!” It was the strongest on that Floor, and now it was the last one standing

"I have come to take you to Hell." At the mention of Hell, the boss's scowl deepened. He tried to grab Calix's shoulder, but his hand passed through his body. Angered instead of disappointed, the boss casted around as though searching for something to hurl at Calix, but instead he clapped eyes on his own lifeless body. His shoulders sagged. A guttural half-scream, half-whimper escaped his lips. When he lifted his head again, he didn't look menacing anymore. He looked desperate. "I can't be dead. And I most definitely can't go to Hell. What can I do? How do I—"

And the oldest, Giacomo, grey temples, Roman accent thick as supplì—his own countryman, inside for life since the Banda della Magliana days. They watched Vito the way wolves watch a new dog enter the pen. Giacomo flicked his cigarette away and walked over, slow, no hurry. “Vito Andolini,” he said, voice low. “They told me the Boss finally arrived. Thought you’d be taller.” Vito met his eyes. “They told you wrong. I’m not the boss of anything anymore.” Giacomo smiled without warmth. “In here, everyone’s something. Question is what you’re willing to pay to become it again.”

Ok baby bear, calm down and turn around, he is your boss and we aren’t planning on losing this pay check too. Slowly, I turned to face the monster seated behind his table, with two buttons from his black shirt left unbuttoned, show casing a little part of the what ever design of tattoo on his chest, and the ear ring on his ear. Looking closer at him right now, there is no doubt at all, my boss is smoking hot with a whole bad guy look. Fuck, where the hell did that come from? I was not supposed to be gloating him, but right now, I am doing more than gloat, I am practically almost licking his ego. Ok, that was a bit exaggerated, but who cares. Yes, Sir, may I help you with something else? I as

"Slipped." The three Demi-humans jump back, staring at the glowing red axe embedded in the ground. The scaled leader recovers first, his face twisting into a nasty scowl. "Another one eager to die? This your toy boy, little girl?" I shift the lollipop to the other side of my mouth with my tongue. "Yep. He's my beloved boss. Very expensive, you know." "Boss?" The fish-gilled thug laughs, his gills flaring. "Looks more like dessert for the three of us!"

Her focus was solely on the new boss, calculating her odds of dealing with it in future dungeon farming sessions. While Oritha and Sasha prepared for battle, Zen narrated his observations to Liu Feng. The boss’ silhouette looked familiar. That flashy sense of fashion brought back unwanted memories. For a moment, the chef thought Lil’ Mushade’s father was back for revenge. Thankfully, it was not the case after the smoke cleared. The only similarity this badass boss shared with the cringey rapper was their love for grand entrances. The bald white puffball’s name was Huff N Puff. The boss wore a classic fedora and had his shades on, another similarity with Lil’ Mushade. Everyone figured out why

It seems like the psychopath Bill is one hell of an intelligent foe. “We should get back up. Let’s ask for help from the Big Boss, Helios,” Grant suggested. “No,” he said stubbornly. Grant pulled his hair because of Helios’s stubbornness. They’ve been convincing the man for a couple of hours, but he still refuses. “You know the Boss can help us. You’re important to the org, Helios. He’ll help us,” said Grant. “I doubt that. I broke his rule. I fell in love,” he replied. The Big Boss is much crueler than his father.

I f**king gave her hope when he made her stranded she's pushing me to the wall she wanna bring out the monster in me I paced about my sitting room in anger I pulled out my phone and placed a call to one of my secret goons he alone can give me a clean job the phone ringed and he picked it up #hello boss# his thick voice boomed out #i have a job for you#