Helluva Boss Human 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

“You grabbed me. Pressed into my neck. You—what the hell was that? Did you want to kill me?!” Still, he didn’t answer. I struggled to my feet, every muscle in my body screaming. “What exactly are you? You don't act human” He stood up now too, towering over me. His face, expressionless again. Cold and closed. “I’m your boss,” he said calmly, his voice once again wrapped in that icy indifference. “And you’re an employee who crossed a line.” “You’re a monster,” I whispered. That got his attention. His eyes flashed, just for a second. Not with rage. But something else I could call guilt, Pain? But it was gone in a second.

“I don’t care if she’s the whore Cass put in this house; while I’m here, this vulgar woman will obey me. Now, clean.” I approached, looking at the whole mess as Rebeca was served in a new glass. I looked again at the glass on the floor, kneeling and picking up the shards one by one. Rebeca’s laugh echoed, shrill. “That’s your place. Someone like you, so ordinary and with nothing to offer Cass, should understand and accept your place. A simple maid who, eventually, can be useful to distract Cass.” “As you say, I’m an ordinary woman with nothing to offer the Boss.” I lifted my eyes. Rebeca looked at me with anger; her smile had already disappeared. “But even if I’m someone so simple, the Boss

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?”

Lucien stood alone in the darkness, staring at his hand. The burn was already gone. Skin smooth. Unmarked. But the question remained. “What are you?” he whispered to the empty room. She’d resisted compulsion. No human could do that. No one. And for the first time in three hundred years, Lucien Vale smiled. Because he’d just found something impossible. A human who burned him. Something he needed to understand. Something he needed to own.

boss slapped, we were just looking at each other, no one saying anything, my heart was beating so fast, should I say hello or not, no no I’ll just keep quiet, we can stare at each other all day if she wants. You’re still here even though I said that you should leave, no one wants you here, don’t you get it she said, I didn’t say anything to her I just kept mute, are you fucking stupid, am I talking to a wall, fucking answer me she said, well what do you want me to say, I said to her, she walked closer to me, if looks could kill I would be dead right now, you don’t belong here, you’re not one of us she said in a stern voice, what do you mean I am not one of you, I asked, because you’re huma

Luka stated firmly as he got off the ground and helped me to my feet. “You killed them!” The Banshee screamed and even through the earbuds, the sound was loud enough to cause my bones to vibrate painfully. It took me a moment to realize what was happening. This Boss wasn’t like any other Boss, the health bar that showed up above her was already down in the red. There was only one, unlike the other Boss’s we have faced.

She screamed, the shock of seeing her boss turning into a monster frozen in her wide eyes. A human. The goddess had made a tiny human, the one I hadn't realized I’d been watching all along, my mate? A bitter, almost disbelieving laugh clawed its way out of me. Out of every possibility, she chose the one woman who had never once bowed to me. She had chosen the annoying assistant who was a little too good at her job, the one with the audacity to mutter insults when she thought I wasn't listening. So, the reason I had left Switzerland and the politics of my kind was this tiny woman who looked like she’d crush under my weight.

Every time he withdrew his fingers to the very edge of my entrance, he plunged them right back in, curling them upward to strike that deep, sensitive spot again and again while his thumb continued its merciless circles over my swollen clit. I'd never felt anything like this. Never experienced pleasure this sharp. This consuming. This terrifyingly good. My thoughts dissolved into nothingness until all that remained was the relentless friction of my boss's fingers driving me closer and closer to the edge. "Nnnngh... Please." "Please what, Meret? Tell me what you want," he purred. "Do you want me to keep fingering you like a dirty little whore on the boardroom table?" "Yes..." I whimpered, comp

She stops at the head of the table. “Good day gentleman. You can all stand up. The Boss will be entering now” she says and her voice sounds familiar but I just cannot place where I have heard it before. The Boss enters the room with a black cloak covering his face. He walks around the room and takes the seat at the head of the table, right below the vent where Lilliana and I are hiding. The Boss places his hands on the arm rests and I notice a ring on his left small- finger. Johnny has told me about these rings, he has one just like it. The rings are a symbol of your position and rank as a Mafia boss. This Boss has the same symbol on his ring that Johhny has. It carries the engraving of a fa