Helluva Boss Leviathan Mga Nobela at Kwento

When he got to where I was, he held out the tool for me to see clearly "Please." I continued struggling against the bindings desperately. When he reached out to grab my arm, I suddenly froze, closing my eyes and turning my face away. "You Thompsons have heartlessly killed so many of our kind. You killed even those who never killed a human for centuries. You've tortured us and hunted us like Prey." Venom dripped from his voice. The darkness in his eyes intensified as he trailed the knife over my skin teasingly. I couldn't stop trembling in utter terror.

I ask yet again. “Yes, you know my boss is thee Heath Theodore Duncan, the biggest playboy in the world, and you want me not be as cool as him.” He continues to say utter nonsense, of course I know who his boss is, with the connection I have as one of the best assistants in the country, I had my boss talk to his new boss to get him this job. Ugh, sometimes you should be careful to whom you use nepotism. “And you think because you are a mere assistant to the Heath Theodore Duncan, you deserve to have the same lifestyle as him?” I say almost biting my lips of with anger.

"No! Kuma's strength was far below the evil energy emanating from within the valley. Maybe we should ask the historian about the tale of the Valley of Hell!” ===================== The events in the Hell Abyss in this novel usually occur in the real world. Its name is residual energy. Residual Energy is simply negative/evil energy generated from a place that has recorded many bad events (death accidents, massacres, and other bad events). In places that have been the location of a bad incident, residual energy is always stored, in the form of electromagnetic waves that can affect a person's conscious mind and can make a person careless until bad events happen again.

_____________ || Kiera Stevens's POV || I hugged my knees, tired after hours of crying. It was already late past 2 a.m yet I couldn't sleep because for the first time in years,my father told me that I was destroying his life and his career. As soon as I slapped him at the party, the news had broken the internet like wildfire. It didn't pass attention to my father and he was mad at me. Azrael De Luca was the most powerful man in this business world currently. He was new to this state but had already expanded so much powers that he could destroy us single-handedly.

"While I clean your face, you'll answer my questions," Dagger says. I have my own question and it centers on the tattoo. I shake off the empathy the artwork invokes. The tone of Dagger's voice helps. Harsh and demanding has never worked in anyone's favor when dealing with me. Mr. Boss Man is about to find out that pushing my buttons is not going to work. "And if I don't?" It would have sounded tough if I hadn't winced when the cloth touched the edge of the cut on my forehead.

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t contain her sobs, at the sight of Thor lying bloodied on the floor. “I won’t hurt Nick,” he hissed. “He’s the brother of the devil, and I’m sure my actions will please both him and his brother.” “Drago doesn’t care about you,” he whispered menacingly in her ear, “You will be my sacrifice to him, you will see,” Madchen stilled herself for a moment.What the hell was he talking about, the devil. He had lost his everloving mind, she ascertained, and she was to be the target of Jason’s maniacal fantasies.

with an interested tone. "Yes. Adrian didn't see it coming, neither did. You probably wouldn't have either. She had not an ounce of hesitation when she threatened him, and all done with a flat tone, no emotion, matter-of-factly." But of course, The Boss would've seen it coming. He rehearsed it with her several times, and prepared her for many scenarios, expecting how Adrian might react. He pumped her self-esteem and told her how proud he would be if she were to pull it off.

“Good, I need you to do a simple ritual for me to bring somebody to earth” “I see, so you want to bring more problems on humanity” “Not really” he said “And who’s this person” “He’s a very interesting personality” “What’s his name?” she asked “Bazel” Lucifer smiling… “What’s his profile?” Maria asked resting on her kitchen cabinet “Most powerful, most dangerous Leviathan and is Metatron’s biggest challenge” “Hmmm, sounds like a war machine” she said “That’s why I love you, smart girl; War machine correct”

“Isn’t that every demon's job today?” She smiled again, “Some of the demons just have vendettas and they have waited centuries for a chance to get their revenge,” she explained, “The demons were warned about this war weeks ago. Hex will tell them it’s time, and they know that you are with Damien, a level two, they know that means that they have to protect you.” Her words eased the queasiness in my stomach slightly, but not entirely. There was still a war about to break out. Heaven versus Hell, the kind of thing that only happens in video games was now happening to me.

I buried my face into my work and in just a matter of few minutes, the elevator door dinged open signaling the arrival of 'Thee Bosses'. I quickly got up on my feet as they both walked out of the elevator and holy cow! They were out of this world. Mr. Angry Bird stood proud and tall in a very neat burgundy hued 2 pieced suit. The white button-up dress shirt and a black tie marveled at his look. His hair was combed neatly on his head and oh his sexy furrowed brows! His 5 o'clock shadow stubble made my hands itch to stroke his scruffy face. He looked like a Greek god on Earth.