Helluva Boss Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

“At least drink some water.” “Make me—” In three long strides, the Boss closes the gap between us. He snatches up a waiting water bottle cracks open the top, and pours a few glugs into his mouth before roughly crashing his lips to mine. I’m so stunned my mouth falls open, the cool water rushing in. I must be thirstier than I first believed because I swallow automatically, my body more than eager for hydration. The Boss grasps my chin, his lips still hovering dangerously close to mine. I can’t step back, and I can’t move forward. All I can do is stand there, dumbfounded and more than a little high, the taste of his tongue still lingering on mine. My brain struggles to comprehend what just hap

Chapter 17: In which she makes a drunken confession. "Okay...so, you and your 'boss'/boyfriend had a moment, where you basically tongue fucked each other, but then he stopped 'cause he wanted to punish you for teasing his former best friend in front of him....and you consider that a good thing? Then why are we in a bar, drowning in your sorrow?" "Because I did something really, really horrible!" I whined, vodka in hand and head lying on the table at an awkward angle. Was that why my neck was hurting?

Instead, she’d been fucked into oblivion by the man she’d thought was just her demanding, impossible boss. Her demanding boss who was also her mysterious online Dom. Her demanding boss who’d made her scream his name loud enough that his neighbors probably heard. Loud enough that she’d lost her voice. Her demanding boss who’d held her after, who’d bathed her in his huge marble tub, who’d brushed her hair with such tenderness she’d nearly cried. She should feel violated. Manipulated. Used. Instead she felt… peaceful. More peaceful than she’d felt in years. Maybe ever. Like something inside her had finally clicked into place. Like a puzzle piece finding the slot it was always meant to fill. Lik

She screamed, screaming hysterically, drowning in a wave of similar memories. "My princess, give me the offspring of the daughter of the sun, give me yourself, and I promise that I will protect you from the rest, as I have done until now, and from them you will give me normal children, who look like you. » He whispered to her, his breath fetid, his body sticky and cold, his dark eyes coming from the depths of Hell, he stretched out his arm touching her cheek, leaving a sticky trail under her, and she shrank, holding her breath, struggling to get rid of him, keeping him away from her, feeling him rush into her privacy. His fists are clenched, wandering and fidgeting, and his mouth is reaching

“Glad to meet you, Nicolette.” He smiles again and then gets back from here. “Ladies, see you soon.” We say goodbye to him and he leaves. I breathe again, it was hot! He’s so sexy in his costume, I want to rip him off and devour him. For a month I dream of him, his hands on my pussy, his mouth on my breasts, his cock in mine. I’ve been fantasizing about him since our evening and knowing he’s my boss isn’t going to make it easy for me.

One by one. He pulls back the covers and places another kiss on my center before he settles himself between my legs. He lines himself up, rubbing himself between my folds. Teasing me. Taunting me. And finally enters me in one strong thrust. He gives me time to adjust to size before he grabs me and pulls me up to his chest. He takes my mouth with his. One hand around my back, the other on the mattress holding us steady. He drags a pillow and places it behind me, where my head would be when fall back onto the bed. Still supporting me with one arm he leans me back, and starts thrusting inside me. This new position I feel so much more of him. My legs wrap around him, begging him not to pull away

And maybe now he was finally doing the same—spending time with other women. The thought didn’t sting. I realized what we had was never more than friendship in disguise. “Good,” Adrian said, leaning back with a satisfied look in his eyes. “Giving orders to my nephew’s girlfriend would’ve made things… complicated.” He nodded toward his chair. I moved across the room slowly, walking in delicate little steps toward my new boss. He was… different. That much was clear. His eyes were red—like bloodshot with exhaustion. Was it really from a migraine, like he said?

Val pursed her lips and then asked after a while" ICU. Then why is he back at work? He needs rest " " Try telling him that. Boss is very stubborn" Raising her shoulders, Val boasted " That's because he had not met me yet. " " You can't convince him. Even the doctor failed in doing that. Now he’s back at work when he needs to be laying down in bed ". " Oh no!" Val unexpectedly screamed as she recalled something. " What happened? " *Flashback * A mysterious smile curled up on her lips. " Give it to me " The latter reasoned it out. Letting Val hand it over to the boss was a decent idea. That will ease her work plus Valeria is his girlfriend. They probably needed some alone time. Thinking of thi

The leather seat was cold and somehow, Chad seated next to her made the entire air freaking hot. Her boss was none other than Chad Steele, billionaire heir and Playboy of the city. He was a ruthless businessman and a cassanova. Chad Steele wasn't one to settle for anything, not even in business. Woman fell all over him and he had his daily pick. When Olivia had gotten an appointment letter from Steele Inc, she'd made herself a promise to stay away from her boss, but clearly fate has other plans. Somehow, she ended up his secretary after the last one resigned without reason and now, the very man she planned to avoid was in her face 24/7.