Helluva Boss Spring Broken Novels & Stories

One of my father's bodyguards stepped forward and raised his heavy boot. "No!" Vito reached out a desperate hand. "Alessia, that's our..." CRUNCH. The ring shattered, ground to glittering dust under the man's heavy boot. Platinum fragments scattered across the marble floor like a shattered dream. Vito stared, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Alessia... what are you doing... that was a symbol of our love..." "Love?" I sneered. "There was never any love between us." "Only your possessiveness and your need to control. It's far too late for anything else."

The towel loosened, then fell away in a soft whisper of fabric against the floor. Dave turned back slowly. Bella stood bare and trembling, eyes bright with something fragile and devastatingly hopeful. His control cracked—not shattered, not yet—but enough for his Hybrid to bare its teeth, possessive and hungry. The room seemed to hold its breath. So did he.

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

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It was 8:30am. "I have to go check on Noel.." I mumbled. I got up from bed and brushed my teeth and headed out of my room. I stopped in my tracks when I noticed Hazel sleeping peacefully on the couch in the living room with a book in her hand. "Did she fall asleep while reading?" I smiled and walked towards her. On my way, I ended up bumping into the marble vase on the table beside her and it shattered on the floor with a loud clank. Surprised by the loud noise, Hazel woke up and stared at me, and then at the floor where the broken pieces laid.

The person slapped on the crown of the boss’s head. The boss jerked his head around. When he saw that the person was Alex from earlier, he suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body. Subconsciously, he reached for Phoebe’s neck. However, as soon as he extended his hands, Alex grabbed them. With a loud crack, the boss’s wrist was broken, and bits of his bones fell off. “Ouch—” The boss cried out painfully. He nearly passed out. Although Phoebe didn’t know what was happening, she could feel someone forcibly grabbing her by her waist. Her body uncontrollably fell into this person’s arms.

She turned her back and packed her stuffs, ready to leave. After seeing the fruitless efforts of Helen, Boss decided to give a helping hand to Helen. "Stop." He shouted, then he laughed hysterically. Helen looked up and saw that it was boss limping towards her direction, she frowned and wondered why he was laughing in a serious and shameful situation, maybe he was making jest of her. Her blood boiled in anger but she tried to suppress her anger, she had had enough from Mrs Wellspring and she wasn't going to take anymore insults from Boss. She just stared at him with an expressionless face for AA while then she resumed packing her stuffs into the bag .

I will make sure to light candles for you every year. ************** Ten minutes later, Wilson jumped down from a broken roof. He had hidden there and was scared out of his mind. Is that what would have happened, had the monster caught him. The man definitely had some insane level of strength. Not as much as Ruthless but close enough. And he was fast too. WIlson wondered how the man, Big Boss, was able to move so quickly through an alley that barely fit him. As for the lackey with broken bones all over the place, he deserved it. How could one wear shoes that went *tak* *tak* *tak* even on snow? Whatever did he do to those shoes to make them sound that way anyway? Oh well, not his business. H