Helluva Boss Stella And Octavia Novels & Stories

Stella says, and I growl, making her flinch. "Enough with your threats. I won't tolerate them," I bark, my eyes glowing. She looks cautious, which is good. Stella suddenly stands and bows her head. "I should leave now. 나중에 봐요, sweetheart," she says, waving as she exits the office. When she reaches the door, she turns her neck to glance back at Davon. "I'll stick with Sapphire. Old, classic, and reliable," she smiles before walking away. I slam my hand on the desk in frustration at her subtle threat.

The minute I introduced myself as Chiara’s replacement to their boss, the questions started barrelling in. “Wait, what’s the projected number of rooms for the Tranquiler Resort in El-Canino?” The one I assumed was Seraphina—the CEO’s girlfriend—asked. Chiara had told me beforehand to watch out for her. I smiled, my most angelic smile that cursed her beneath the surface. “It’s twenty-seven rooms.” “Wrong,” she said exultantly. “It’s twenty.” I knew bullies like her. And Jessica Sullivan didn’t do bullies. I stood my ground.

When the strike came, she dodged it, and cornered him. Then, suddenly, her claws flared. It wasn't the usual claw, not the type to be hidden. It came out blazing molten silver, big enough for the smallest pup to see from the upper level. The warrior staggered back, shock evident on his face. Then, the little Omega rose, her shoulders rising with her, eyes glowing violet. The crowd erupted in shock. Some were amazed, while others wallowed in unbelief. “Impossible! That's not happening!” Cael hissed in shock also.

My jaw drops. In front of me stands a massive ember wolf with four heads—that’s right, four heads each with razor-sharp teeth. Fire rippling through her fur. She takes off, tearing the two witches apart without even stopping. She is in front of her beta in a flash and shreds the witch within seconds. Her beta shifts into a deep black wolf with fire-red eyes and black smoke coming off of her. Andricia lifts all four snouts to the sky and lets out a howl. Instantly, every pack member of hers shifts into the same black wolf, with black smoke trickling off of them. Hellhounds—they are a pack of hellhounds. They all rip the witches apart quickly, and the witches start to retreat.

Stella thought in her heart, 'This boss is a little too enthusiastic. Stella slipped on her shoes, grabbed her bag, and went out. Sure enough, Trevor was outside waiting for her in the same Maybach he used to drive her back home yesterday. He was standing next to the car with his hands in his pocket, wearing sunglasses. He was propping one foot against the tire as he stared blankly ahead.

Elora's POV Lifting my hand to the air, my claws glistening with nothing but rage and fury, I charged towards Stella. She had provoked me enough, and since she wouldn't leave in peace, it was best I gave her some marks on her body. Just as I was going to slash her, the door to the room opened, and walking in was Alpha Killian. The second she caught sight of him, she collapsed to the ground, tears suddenly trickling down her cheeks as she acted like she was being bullied by me.

Everything she does turns me the fuck on, and I can't deny it. If I don't have her, then, no one on earth was permitted to have her also. “ Boss, are you seeing someone else? Is someone else getting your attention and fucking you the way I do?” A dark chuckle escaped my lips at her words. Stella had not even a slightest idea of whom she was talking to. I'm Cassius Fucking Riven of Vipers Clan, and she was messing with the wrong person. A devil with no heart to spare. A devil who would go to any length, even if it meant visiting hell to get what he wants.

Altair and Devota transformed back to human form as they approached the entrance. Stella was already waiting at the doorway. Her figure was elegant, with long black hair that fluttered gently in the night breeze. Her sharp eyes instantly caught the anxiety on Altair's face. Without needing to say much, she knew there was something serious going on. "Altair," Stella greeted, her voice firm yet full of warmth. "You seem to be in a hurry. What's wrong?" "Stella," Altair began, his tone serious. "I need your help. I need your insight."

So whether or not Anthony could save Regina, was she destined to experience death? Anthony sat in his chair and looked at the screen to watch his accomplices deal with those who hurt Regina. One walked up to Stella who was sitting scared on the floor and lifted her chin. “You love to sing. You want to be famous, don't you?" Stella dared not move. She didn't know what would happen to her if she nodded or shook her head. “Boss has fulfilled your wish.” The person smiled evilly and examined Stella's face closely. Then that person turned and said to the crowd that was coveting Stella's body, “Take her to Red Passion.”

The kick made Stella dizzily blink her eyes before she fell back on the floor along with the chair and her eyes closed. The camera ripped off from her fainted body and focused on the cruel Boss's face, "Max Stokes... Nice game. I am impressed by your come back but I am afraid my daughter's treason has fueled up my anger, so if you don't want me to hurt her, come out of your shell and see me. Let's talk it out— face to face." Lucifer Miller pressed the tip of his shoe on Stella's cheek. He let out a satanic laugh and spit on her face doing everything that would enrage Max. *** " This video was shot on Wednesday, we got it today though! " Kevin announced looking in the direction of the couch.