Helluva Boss Story の小説・ストーリー

“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!”

Unpredictable. “Boss is dangerous, I don't need to see him to know, I had another friend apart from Ross, her name was Diamond, She was nice , sweet, everyone loved her, even Shannon and her girlfriend, She was the kind of soul that made friends anywhere she went, But however, her parents made a deal with the FIENDS, they couldn't keep thier bargain and ran away, One day, Benzo came to our Place, He said that he needed Diamond, no, to be clear, the boss needed Diamond! She followed peacefully, one could tell she wasn't worried cuz like everyone, we knew that she couldn't and didn't do something wrong! But what answered us that day was painful, I was curious to know what was going on so I sne

Even saying the words made Eleanor’s stomach turn. “You will be. Trust me.” The sound of water running, the click of the stove igniting. “My famous hangover cure. Spicy pepper noodles. It’ll hurt going down, but you’ll feel human again in twenty minutes.” Eleanor closed her eyes and leaned back against the couch. Fragments of last night were starting to come back. The club. The drinks. The blue pill. Those guys trying to pull her somewhere dark. And then Oh god. Brody.

If he wasn't too handsome I would have punched him right in the face. "Go. To. Hell." I eyed. "And keep your money. I don't need it." That made him laugh—low and mocking. "Oh, that's rich. You're telling me you don't need five thousand dollars? So you are worse than a whore." His smirk deepened. "Something tells me your boss wouldn't be so proud to hear that you turned down her biggest client's generosity because he told you the truth." I felt like I couldn't breathe. "You don't know anything about me."

Melissa’s POV The store manager glared at us, irritated and acting like he was the most important person in the world, the voice of reason. "Look here, all four of you, get out of my store! You want to know who I am? I'm the boss around here, I'm the one in charge, I make the rules," he spoke full of himself and walked toward Luna, raising his hand to grab her arm, but before he could close his grip, Douglas pulled Luna back and Sandra tripped the man, who fell like a rotten tomato.

"I am not a weapon for you. Your king is not me. Your nightmare is me. His remaining guys shuddered and retreated. The bottle of my blood rattled between the boss's trembling hands. At last, he realized the truth. It was impossible to purchase the Chimera. It was also uncontrollable. The casino had been destroyed. There were broken tables, bodies moaning on the floor, and a strong blood odor. With my claws still oozing red, my chest heaved. The beast inside of me didn't care that I had gone too far. With his self-assured facade shattered, the mafia boss looked at me. His hand trembled as though he was having trouble holding onto the vial. With their rifles forgotten, his soldiers, or what re

Basilisk replied before he left the old man inside his office. Monde or also known as Bowser might be an ally but the Boss doesn’t want his attitude for the past few months and his drug dealing business not working. The Boss didn’t get any penny last month which confuses him and after a day, the Boss finds out that Bowser gets all the money that belongs to the boss. Loyalty is all the Boss wanted as he trusts them but Bowser tries the Boss’s patience and put him to the extent that he wants to take Bowser's life.

Mama Sarah humphed, and brought her hands down, she lifted her chin lightly and glared at Boss Cool, who shuddered in fright. “You are the one who brought them to fight me, right?” she asked sternly. Boss Cool panicked “I don't know him, I have never seen him before” he explained anxiously, sweating a bucket, he seemed to have lost some pounds. Mama Sarah raised her hand in midair, Boss Cool shuddered, and his entire body shivered. His face grimaced, and shut his eyes tightly, wetting his pants, Mama Sarah's face twitched. “What a coward” she mumbled under her breath, wondering if he was the man controlling the turf of the slums.

The boss smirked at the little kid who desperately tried to stop his own blood from spilling and commanded each of the six individuals to pack up as they all headed out "Don't bother killing the kid. Just leave that orphaned garbage here and let's burn everything down. This boat needs to disappear along with these orphaned traitors. Let the kid share his traitor brother's watery grave." As Michael sat on the waste bags, the boss took off his gloves and threw them in the speedboat that they used, meanwhile revealing the tattoo of a black and red crescent moon on the back of his hand. Michael awaited the group of killers to get in the boat and leave while he tried to press on his wound a littl

Gina said. "No, that's ok, Gina." "I want to tell you," she said. She looked at him intently. "Alright." He couldn't say no, not if he didn't want to upset her further. Their pitaya bowl, eggs benedict, orange juice, and espressos came at once. As The Boss took the first sip of his second espresso, Gina started telling him about her evening with Roy. The Boss listened, trying as much as he could to appear interested. Gina went into great details with the story. And when she had ascertained The Boss understood there had been nothing to that evening, she began her breakfast with the first sip of her orange juice.