Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

Heavens what was happening here? "Oh my God. I didn't know I'll meet the two bosses in person. Pardon my manners, I am Lloyd Hussell of Hussell Lawyers and..." "Hussell Lawyers? Is it that shittiest law firm baby?" Mr. Scott looked at Mr. Calu who nodded and massaged my hand. "Ohhhh... So you are the new boss huh? I thought you'd make a few changes. But you are failing miserably." I wish I wasn't too gobsmacked to capture the look on Lloyd's face.

They get to me and one slap me What's your name he scream at me Boss : Jay-Z , king Kong leave her They leave me Boss : what just happened I remember all what happened clearly Jasmine : the first guy takes three steps cause he is on rage for me not to reply you and the second takes four cause he is less on rage than him , the first guy slapped me with a little release in his strength maybe just to scared me you called them and they both takes four four step back now thier not angry and they are expecting what you will do and now all you do next is to asked me question Boss : woww the doctor is right her brain is not ordinary Jasmine: please what's my name Boss : you're the queen the blood fo

Hades deliberately howled in his quite long breath, and with his quite high voice tune. “Mmm... You’ll really feel like heaven at that time, Big Boss Virando... All your soul, heart and mind will feel like whirling here and there within the typhoon of your manhood love, lust and desire. Once you’ve been inside there, it’ll be very hard for you to go down to the earth again,” tweeted Sugar Aquarius slightly lustfully.

Beast signed the papers and placed the pen down, before raising his head to look at him. His eyes were dead as always and his lips were set in thin line. Relaxing back in the seat, he watched The Hellion glare down at him, helplessly. If he wasn't with him from his child, he would have surely poked The Hellion's eyes out by now. “ She is fine! Don't you think you are too brutal with Anastasia, BOSS?! ” The Hellion emphasized the word 'Boss' sarcastically, after placing his palms flat at the desk and bending down.

How does she dare talk like that to the Headless Boss? 【Finally! The infamous Headless Boss. He’s supposed to be the strongest one in the Happy Home scenario. The top player last time died fighting him.】 【Wait… why does the Boss look like he’s blushing? No way, did she just fluster him?】 【You’re down bad, man.】 Everyone in the stream was waiting for him to snap my neck like he’d done to every other player before. But instead, he calmly lifted the severed head he’d been holding and placed it back onto his neck. Then he leaned in, his cold, dangerous aura fading a little, his voice suddenly carrying a hint of… wounded pride.

"The boss wants to see you " He yelled at me above the club's noise. I scoffed. "The boss" was one hell of an arrogant man. “I’m not interested.” I told him, waving him off. Jessica overheard the exchange and rolled her eyes at me . “Girl , we're not asking you to fall in love with him , just get laid and get that asshole off your system for a bit.” I hesitated and looked in the dude’s direction . His eyes were still on me ,though an interested smirk now tipped a corner of his lips.

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

The pressure of work must have ruined her boss's sanity. ​The burden of leading a multinational company had caused Mr. King to suffer a psychological breakdown, hallucinating that he was a fictional monster from a trashy novel, and then somehow the man ended up naked on the roof of his own company's building before Nichole accidentally brought him home. ​Everything suddenly made sense! Her boss was a madman who needed a psychiatrist's help, not a mythical werewolf.

the demon whispered, his voice promising both glory and the Fall in a single breath. Uriel didn't answer. He didn’t need to. His body—traitorous and thirsty—answered for him. A low, urgent moan escaped his throat as his hips, with a will of their own, pressed downward, seeking more of that friction, more of the heat that was consuming him.

It sounded crazy saying it out loud, but Don Julio didn’t laugh. Didn’t even blink, he just listened as his eyes kept narrowing like he was piecing together a puzzle. When I finished, silence hung thick as the smoke. He sipped his bourbon finally, then set it down with a clink. “This Boss,” he said slowly. “Sounds like a ghost. Tech-savvy with eyes everywhere. He's a manipulator, he could be a rival crew testing you. Or something worse—fed, maybe. Or one of those digital phantoms who play god from a basement.”