Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

“Don’t boss me around! We’re both lawyers!” “That’s not what your contract says, does it? Be ready at eight. That’s final.” If he keeps barking orders at me, I swear I’ll throttle him. Or claw his face off. Then again, he might sue me. Better just curse at him—but in a way that won’t get me into legal trouble. I wanted to yell Go to hell! but I held it in. He probably already knows his final destination. No need to rub it in. “You orangutan!”

“The Boss sent this for you.” I held out my hands, and he dropped a white, rectangular box into them. It was a top-of-the-line smartphone, the most expensive model being advertised. I stood there, completely stunned. “There must be a mistake… This…” “The Boss doesn’t make mistakes,” he said, turning his back and walking away, leaving me confused with the box in my hands. I hid it under my apron and hurried back to my room.

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.

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.

Someone who could possibly have a dangerous weapon on him and might end up doing horrible things to me? Knowing that I was only procrastinating from the worst, I opened my eyes to the shocking realization that it wasn't a burglar, but my boss, Nathan Synclair, sitting on a chair by the bed and taking on his phone. Correction, yelling on his phone. Even in a wrinkled blue shirt and grey tailored pants; disheveled short black hair and electric blue eyes, he had the power to wreck havoc to my senses, and even in my sleep induced jumbled state of mind, I was glad to see him by my side. I’m pretty sure I wasn’t making much sense right now, otherwise, why on earth would I be glad to see my bully-b

"So many times, we tried to prove we could be civilized, that we aren't monsters, but again and again you Thompsons have come and destroyed what we work for, poking us until we break." "I can be a monster." He bared his fangs threateningly, moving close to my neck until I could feel his breath inches away. His voice dropped to a whisper, " Now that I've finally found one Thompson, I can destroy all of you. I could take your body as mine to drain and pick apart to pieces. Or perhaps…" His lips curled into a sly smile, "....mine to fuck until you're nothing more than broken leftovers." He moved away, eyeing my body darkly from my toes to my terrified face.

I command " I am working on it boss" He assures ################

I just wanted to look into her eyes, to see if she wanted this as much as I did. I wasn't disappointed, I could see the same lust I felt reflected in her almost desperate gaze. She was all but melting in my embrace, and excitement rushed through me. She was all but putty in my hands, and I was anticipating the night ahead. Gone was the cold, distant boss. In front of me stood a woman who wanted, no, needed to be pleased. "Tonight", I heard myself speak though I hardly recognised the rough voice that came out of the depths of my throat, "I'm the boss".

The Boss was a multi-elemental winged hydra. In the beta version, there was a hydra, but it had been a water hydra. I looked at the updates on the boss levels, but nothing was noted. I even asked some of my co-workers, but they told me that the Boss on level eleven was the same as it had been in the beta version.

She was dozing off from exhaustion when a message popped up on her phone. “Babe, you have a message,”Felix said as he stretched the phone to her. “Oh thanks babe,” she replied as she tapped on her phone screen. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the name on the screen; Big boss. “where are you? Come over now.” The message from Big boss read. “What do you mean, now? I'm so exhausted and I'm with Felix” Hela typed. “You sort your issues out. If you're not here in thirty minutes, forget it.” Big boss replied.