Helluva Boss Verosika Crew Novels & Stories

“I know it must be killing you.” I turned around and opened the little fireplace in the wall. “They say you can't feel more than one emotion at once,” I said, putting on the gloves. “One must surpass the other.” I picked up the glowing red rod from the furnace. “Hearing your screams bounce off the walls of this room would do just the trick.” I walked back to him, waving the rod in front of his face. He leaned back, his eyes widening in fear. “Look, I was hired,” he screamed. “That person you killed did most of the work. I don't even know what was inside the fucking video.”

"You're going to regret this." Philip scoffed and yanked Clara in by the waist. "That's called having standards. Who do you think you are, making threats? Once Mom and Dad kick you out, you're nothing." He flashed a grin at the camera. "Alright, guys. Since this fake won't cooperate, let's move on." He pulled out a board covered in my so-called crimes and turned to the employees. "Come sign it. Back it up. Let's peel off his fake skin together."

He shook his head many times while mumbling this thing. "Liar!" I hold his neck firmly because of anger. He becomes sluggish and has already stopped squirming. But that wasn't going to stop me from touching his neck even more. I feel in my fist the urge to kill somebody. I'm so mad to find out that this person doesn't even know where the heck that box is. 'Sh*t!' "B-Boss… he's already dead. He didn't breathe anymore." One of my men informed me about the man I was holding, lifeless now.

then the boss laughed at him. But suddenly there’s a huge number of Unknown man invaded the underground. Bang! They shoot all the boss people. “What? What was happening here? Who are them?” asked the boss confusedly. “they’re y allies and elites mercenaries!” answered Joshua to him. In a few minutes all the boss men are dead. Joshua let him free. “this is the end of your story Mr. Old man!” then Joshua pointed him a gun to his forehead. The boss was frightening this time . He really understand that Joshua was the boss of this mercenaries. He realized that the world isn’t big. “Adios!” Joshua spoken Spanish language then bang! He shoot the boss to his head.

I close my eyes and talk to the tiny beings growing inside of me. Okay, you two. Good job. But our work is not done. We're in the home stretch. I'm gonna need all the help I can get. Daddy, Lucifer, Gunner and Hellraiser! I'm coming out. Locked and loaded. I'm about to light this motherfucker up. Hellraiser, split the hounds up. A group to the left and one to the right. Daddy and Gunner yall shift and take positiions on either side of the clubhouse. We gotta keep the horde from getting to the main house. Lucifer, your going to come up the middle with Hellraiser.

BAR. Sophia ordered more shots even as the bartender gave her a skeptical look. Your job is to serve drinks and not to ask questions, or decide who to sell drinks to, except if they were underage, Sophia thought, the fact was that she was not underage hence why she could order as many as she wanted until she fucked up her liver. Sophia was tired of everyone, her boss, her friends if they were even friends anymore, and the whole cause of their break-up was no other than her overbearing Boss Mr. Lennox, and of course Jonathan.

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. *** Gina told The Boss about her casual encounter with Abram Vargas, the CEO of Trelleco—the Telco company serving the entire West Coast—just a while ago, and the breakfast meeting that was set for tomorrow. "Any preceding event leading to this?" he asked. She said no. Amazing, the Boss thought—but he made sure Gina didn't notice his appreciation of her.

Yaya Sol said nervously, unsure of how to tell her boss. Before she could speak, Alexis noticed that Javi wasn’t around. He wasn’t with Yaya Sol either. "Yaya Sol, where’s Javi? Why isn’t he with you?" Alexis asked, still calm but clearly concerned. "T-That’s the problem, Sir. Just a moment ago, he was right next to me while I was sorting our shopping. When I looked again, he was gone. I don’t know where to find him," Yaya Sol stammered.

The last thing I registered before collapsing was Atlas reaching toward me, his face filled with shock and alarm, while Jessica stepped back, raising her hands in feigned horror. The office erupted into chaos around me. Coworkers rushed forward, some toward Jessica, some toward me. The fluorescent lights seemed to glare harshly, magnifying every shadow and movement. My body felt impossibly heavy, like I was sinking into the floor, unable to move against the invisible current dragging me down. Jessica’s voice cut through the haze, sharp and clear. “See? She’s unstable! She attacked me and now she’s fainting. This is exactly why you can’t trust her, Atlas. Look at what she’s capable of!”

Not if I wanted to survive long enough to see him again. “Please be careful,” I whispered to the empty room after Victor left. “Please, Ryder… don’t die for me.” **Ryder West** “Stay sharp,” I said to my men as we approached the old warehouse on the east side. My voice was low and tense, hands gripping the steering wheel so tight the leather creaked. “This feels like a trap, but if Clara’s in there, we’re not leaving without her.” The team nodded, checking their weapons. I had called in every loyal person I could trust, the ones who knew what I really was and still followed me anyway. The wolf inside me was restless, pacing just under my skin, ready to break free the second I saw her.