Novel & Cerita Helluva Boss Human

【Gift Revenue: $47,389】 The number was spinning. I could feel a change in the Boss's body. He no longer felt as ethereal. He was becoming more solid, more… human. "Do you have any idea what you're asking for?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. His pale hand moved to my neck. The touch was cold, but real. 【OMG! Are they going to kiss?!】 【Did this just turn from a horror movie to... an adult film?】 【What are you talking about? The Boss is obviously about to choke her!】

"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—"

Were they the same person? Was I about to find out that my boss—the man who'd criticized my work, who'd made me stay late, who'd looked at me like I was furniture for two years—had been the same man commanding my orgasms in the dark? The same man who'd watched me touch myself through a camera? The same man who'd praised me, denied me, broken me down and built me back up? The thought should have horrified me. Instead, it made me wetter than I'd ever been in my life.

It hit the guy through his left chest and his eyes are wide open when he fell down on the couch “I told you to shut your filthy mouth”, my boss said but sad to say, I am not working for him. He couldn't even move a muscle when I pressed my gun at his head. “W–What is the meaning of this, Flare?”, he asked, confused and trembling. “Being your secretary doesn't suit me”, I said. “W–Who the hell are you?”, he looked at me with horrified expressions as if he saw a ghost but little did he know that I am more than that, I am his nightmare.

“There will be no supernaturals left for me to lead and wipe the humans from the face of the Earth.” My boss was a complete fucker. He had been letting humans kill our kind for a year now, letting them think they were ridding our world of the supernaturals. Again. Now he decided he has had enough. Not because our kind was suffering, but because soon there will be not enough of us left to use for his benefit. I was no better, really. I didn’t care what happened to anyone as long as I got my promised prize. My little bird. “How do we get her to show her powers, boss?” I asked him.

( hope you love this game) the man said as he laughed maniacally while moving towards the boss who was sitting on the floor while the other men watched in silence. "vete al infierno!!"( go to hell) the boss spat confidently. A heavy blow landed on his face which sent him sprawling on the ground. Eden flinched as he saw blood gushing out of the boss's mouth. He knew this gang were more dangerous than the boss's gang. He won't make it out alive.. he thought as he watched in fear.

he replied the man on the other line. The man on the other side he calls ‘boss’ sighed and continued with the queries. “You know how to execute this plan or do you need me to go ver with it and teach you how to do your job?” “Go to hell,” he told the boss” “I can get you eliminated if I wanted but I am too nice for that at the moment”

He grinned making her roll her eyes ********** " I can't believe you failed ,,,I am telling you to bring me that human! That's the only way we can get Luther! I can never allow him take over the throne,never,,he left for so long and now back to take it?? It should be mine not his " The deep voice of a man with a wide chest could be heard as he smoke his cigarette angrily " Am sorry boss,,I will try once again. I promise to bring her here,,the security is so tight,,,,," he was cut off when he was thrown a fist

In fact, he pushed his chest against the tip of the blade, allowing the holy energy to slightly scorch the silk of his shirt. "You want to give him his life back?" the demon mocked, his voice dropping to a dangerously intimate tone. "Or do you crave for him to put you on your knees again, just as he used to do to Carter? I know you saw it, Uriel. I know you longed to be in this human’s place every time Dorian pulled his hair or gave him orders that had nothing to do with finance. You yearned for that fire... and now that I am in control, you fear that you might like my darkness more than his light." "Liar!" Uriel roared, raising the dagger for the final blow.

The face behind the blue glowing visor was a face they knew all too well, the very person who had been their strongest ally in maintaining the city’s culinary balance. Zombie Food Vlogger BOSS, Lia whispered, her voice barely audible due to sheer disbelief. But there was no cheerful smile or enthusiastic culinary spark on that face, instead, there was only a hollow, dead gaze, staring at them like a machine ready to eliminate its target. BOSS raised his cold hand, aiming the tip of the scanner directly at Bima’s face slowly. Target subject located, BOSS said in a flat, mechanical voice, with not a shred of human warmth left within it.