Helluva Boss Veronica Mayday Novels & Stories

The vibration buzzed right against my ass and I whimpered, grinding harder on Veronica’s hand. “Do it,” I challenged, eyes half-lidded, lips parted. “Text him. Tell him his girlfriend’s out here getting finger-fucked by his ex while his dad’s load is still dripping down my legs. Or better yet… shut the fuck up. Veronica laughed. “God, you’re fucking sloshing,” she groaned, pumping slow and deep. “Fine, princess. I won’t text him… yet. But only if you admit it louder. Tell me exactly how much better Daddy’s cock is while I fuck his cum back into you.”

They were playing vibration by Fireboy dml, and seems May was vibing to the song as she swung her head to the beats of the song. "Here we go" Vicoliz said as he pulled closer a nearby wooden stool and placed the cups on it, and poured out the juice into the cups. "Thanks" May said with a smile as she collected the cup of juice and took a reasonable gulp out of it. "The fight was funny" May began trying to start a conversation. "Yea" Vicoliz replied a bit ashamed. "My boss still beat you hands down despite your nickname" She laughed after. Vicoliz scoffed and faked a smile.

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She then collapsed to the ground instantly. Ornard got up and walked to Veronica, who was lying on the ground. He stepped on her hand and crushed it hard. Veronica screamed in pain once again. Ornard then laughed and said, "Music to my ears! I love it! Veronica, have I ever told you that I love it when you scream?" Veronica knew that Ornard wouldn't let her go, so she shouted angrily, "You f*cking jerk! You're gonna rot in hell!" "Well, that's still an unknown mystery, but as for you... you're gonna go to hell first.

Surprise, surprise.. 🔥🔥🔥 "Slut! What do you think? That you’d just do whatever you like and it would just work? No, that's never going to happen, do you hear me?" Veronica yelled, as she eyed me from head to toe. Of course, I wasn't going to say anything to her, but the thoughts in my mind were obviously enough to not just shut her up but to end her right there and then.

Big Boss: I want to give your father a gift. The best gift would be what's on your mind. Lily/Veronica: Best gift it is. Veronica knows the key points in her messages. It's right. Veronica is one of her aces and Catastrophe. Her aces were her best agents. Her aces was her only way—to torture her mortal enemy. And that would be Francisco, Janine and their men who torture her mother.

-They gave me a new life," she answered with eyes and fangs ready to attack. -At the cost of your parents' lives? -exulted Vera, and as she did so Maya growled with rage. -Who are you to talk about my parents?! -she advanced on Vera who recoiled fearfully at the look she received. Maya smiled at the dread in Vera's eyes. -Why? -Because I can -she boasted-I impose my limits. Vera could only see a blur move, for in the next instant she had been thrown against the refrigerator door that sank inwards with the impact. Veronica, who was in her room, in front of the mirror fixing her hoop earring, heard the noise downstairs and her heart squeezed, and a name came to her lips - Maya - so she ran dow

Her hands found his head, a sharp twist, and vertebrae separated with a sickening crack before he collapsed in a heap. The remaining men retreated toward the stairs, firing desperately, their silver-core rounds useless against women too fast, too strong, too angry. Seconds later, the detention level was clear. Bodies of Veronica's men lay scattered, blood pooling on the floor, the smell of death thickening the recycled air. Mei wiped blood from her hands. "Get Luna. We need to..." She trailed off at the sound of footsteps echoing from above with perfect rhythm. Veronica descended with two burly men, unhurried, like she was entering a spa rather than walking into a massacre.

She wiped her messy face with both palms and nodded in understanding. She knew it. Those three cans of discount beer from the minimarket last night must have been a defective batch. The drinks were one hundred percent toxic, expired, or laced with hallucinogens. There was no other logical explanation. Her ex cheated, she got her heart broken, got drunk, and now she was hallucinating that her fierce boss was suddenly naked in her bed, claiming to be a werewolf. Perfect. Nichole was convinced that she had gone completely insane.

My footsteps echoed louder and louder until the ground seemed to pulse beneath me. “Come closer,” the voice whispered in my mind. “I want to see you.” I reached the railing and looked down. Across the street, an old digital billboard flickered with static. Then, slowly, the static cleared. My face appeared on the screen. It wasn’t the same as before. My eyes glowed faintly, and my expression was calm, almost serene. The city light behind the billboard cast everything in eerie gold. Alexander grabbed my wrist. “Luna, don’t look at it.”