Helluva Boss Mom Novels & Stories

I sip from my cup to calm myself. “Wow! You’re so awesome, Aunt Hella! What can you do more?” She has always been curious about everything. I sometimes find it hard to answer her. “Anything.” A proud smile drew on her lips displaying too much confidence. And my poor daughter admired her more. “Can mom do anything too?” “Of course,” Hella answered and winked at me. “Zaya, your mother is the most powerful witch in our coven, she was recognized as the powerful not just in our coven but in the whole world. S

“Mommy!” “Your mommy is dead, little brat!” The woman spat at her. "I'll only let go of your hair if you show me your father's safe." Jenny got increasingly angry when she saw how loud Hayley’s cries were getting, landing two slaps on her face so she would keep quiet.

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

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

He states, sounding dead serious like his mother. She scoffs, dismissing a devilish smirk. "You don't want me going there, son. Believe me. And don't you dare challenge me. If you make me say the things I don't want to, I will not just let her go. I will make her life a living hell out there, and you know I have the power and the means to do that. Is that what you want?" Madam Mazur fires, daring her son to challenge her, who in return, stands in awe of her mother's threats like I am. I didn't know all this while that there is this deadly side in her. She sounds animalistic!

I yelped in pain as a tuft of brown hair came out in chunks, then I cursed the wig and tossed it onto the floor. I couldn't believe I'd worn the thing - it looked like a dead poodle. I dissed my usual middle part, scraping my hair back into a ponytail. Contact lenses out - after inventing some new yoga poses to pry them from my dried-out eyes. Then one last mirror check before running out. On my way to grab my laptop bag and a handful of headache pills, I passed my mom's room. I hadn't seen her for days now. She never came out of the house. And now she's not coming out of her room. I stood in front of her door. I'd be late. Maybe I'll check up on her later…

"Impossible! There's no way Mom is dead! She's definitely fine! I'm heading back to see her now. I'm going to bring her here and have her listen for herself what her beloved son-in-law is saying about her!" With that, she spun on her heel and left without a backward glance. Despite her words, there was no hiding the anxiety and panic in her eyes. The way she practically fled from the scene also proved that she believed me. For a moment, Phillip was stunned and rooted to the spot. He opened his mouth several times to refute my statement, only to be unable to find the words. Finally, he said, "No way! Yelena loves me deeply, and having me replace you as CEO is proof of that! You're just jealou

“I was thinking we could finalize our afternoon plans?” Anya blinked, glancing nervously between me and the visibly radiating heat of my pissed-off boss behind me. “Oh, um, sure, Katlyn, we can—” “Cancel them.” A cold, razor-sharp voice cut through the air from the landing above, making all the warmth vanish from the room. I stiffened, my blood turning to pure ice as I looked up. Descending the stairs with the slow, terrifying grace of a predator was the current Luna—Lukas’s mother.

"Your boss sound like a jerk, I can't believe you're working for someone like that... Why don't you just quit and stay with me, you can manage my business" Sophia stared at her with her jaw slacked. "I don't want to work for you, that's a disaster in the making". "But your boss is making you miserable, you sound like he's about to drive you insane". "I can handle it... This week has been better" she said, regretting her decision to use Lennox being an evil boss as a way to distract her mother. "I don't care what you say, I'm going to have to do something about your boss".

“You’re the real homewrecker here! You destroyed your own family and abandoned your children for another man! Do you even know how much your kids suffered because of you? You’re a terrible mother!” “Don’t you dare say that to me!” she yelled. “You don’t know anything! Stop meddling in our business!” “Oh really?” I grabbed her clothes and pulled so hard that the fabric nearly tore. Rage consumed me—I wanted to hit her again when suddenly someone pulled me away. “Charlene, that’s enough. Please.” It was Kerill. I turned and saw him standing there. “Let go of me,” I ordered sharply. But his grip only tightened. “Sooner or later I’ll get my children back!” Monica shouted as two of Kerill’s bodyg