Helluva Boss Comic Novels & Stories

When he saw Dante calmly approaching him with a chair, Cain angrily threw a punch to hit Dante, but the prison boss easily moved to the side and slammed the iron chair right on his back, adding to the pain. A piercing scream echoed around the room, getting every inmate to stop what they were doing to watch. Dante, as expected, didn't show Cain mercy. He gave the huge inmate three more slams on the back, got his chair snatched by a furious Cain who thought he was wise, but ended up taking heavy blows from the psycho boss himself. "Yes! Beat him up!" The prisoners chanted, taking Dante's side. Even the cops who were fed up with Cain's bullying, joined in the chant, supporting Dante!

’ ‘There’s nothing gutsy about attending a business meeting. ‘That would depend on who you’re doing business with.’ The mountains rose and dipped and the helicopter swooped through a green- clad valley. ‘And where. Not many people have the courage to visit the wolf in his lair.’ Despite her determination to keep an open mind, Grace felt her mouth dry. ‘You call him the wolf?’ ‘Not me. That’s what everyone else calls him. I just call him the boss.’ His hands shifted on the controls and the helicopter lost height.

"She's gone completely crazy. Wait! Don't tell me your boss is hot, and he's every woman's dream, and you fell in love with him at first sight… that's an old story. Remember, that brought you your first heartbreak and…" "Do I look dumb to you? I'm done with all that love shit! I was going to say that… my boss, gosh, his dick was freaking big and scary!" I gushed, emphasising the size with my hands. Hannah looked at me with squinted eyes and examined my neck for signs of malaria or fever. "Maybe you actually have a problem in your head. I will call Dr. Halmes to fix you up," she scoffed. "Hannah, I am perfectly fine!” I continued loudly. “I stroked his big dîck and even sucked it until he cum

If he wasn't too handsome I would have punched him right in the face. "Go. To. Hell." I eyed. "And keep your money. I don't need it." That made him laugh—low and mocking. "Oh, that's rich. You're telling me you don't need five thousand dollars? So you are worse than a whore." His smirk deepened. "Something tells me your boss wouldn't be so proud to hear that you turned down her biggest client's generosity because he told you the truth." I felt like I couldn't breathe. "You don't know anything about me."

This was exploitation, yes, but in a different direction from what Rhonda initially felt. She looked at The Boss, he remained unshackled. His layers were too many to be stripped off. Or were they? His eyes were not fixated on the row of girls, but darting occasionally toward her breasts, or her legs when her fit and flare skirt failed to cover them up. She also noticed he did not pull away whenever her breasts grazed his arm when she reached across him for drinks. Probably his unshackling lies not on these girls, but me? Rhonda smiled wickedly.

The Boss was a multi-elemental winged hydra. In the beta version, there was a hydra, but it had been a water hydra. I looked at the updates on the boss levels, but nothing was noted. I even asked some of my co-workers, but they told me that the Boss on level eleven was the same as it had been in the beta version.

"I am not a weapon for you. Your king is not me. Your nightmare is me. His remaining guys shuddered and retreated. The bottle of my blood rattled between the boss's trembling hands. At last, he realized the truth. It was impossible to purchase the Chimera. It was also uncontrollable. The casino had been destroyed. There were broken tables, bodies moaning on the floor, and a strong blood odor. With my claws still oozing red, my chest heaved. The beast inside of me didn't care that I had gone too far. With his self-assured facade shattered, the mafia boss looked at me. His hand trembled as though he was having trouble holding onto the vial. With their rifles forgotten, his soldiers, or what re

I screamed. The boss is also delectable! This is completely ridiculous. Totally insane! Dazzling! And take note! The size, the fat, and the length! No wonder my boss has had many women he bedded for the past years. He is very greedy in the woman's flesh. 'It's good and not human flesh, but my boss is turning into a ghost.' I shout in my mind. but if you think the boss is really greedy for meat, it's just mussels. He was really blessed in this matter.