Helluva Boss Verosika Crew Novels & Stories

He yelled, his voice trembling. The boss began to swerve back and forth, trying to shake off the car that was following them. He began cursing and yelling at the supposed assassin. “Who the hell are you?!” “What the fuck do you want,man!” The gunshots kept coming. “Boss he is getting closer”. The Boss's eyes went to the rear mirror. “Motherfucker!” He cursed seeing that he was almost caught up,and he was running out of fuel too. “Brats!” The unknown assassin cursed and suddenly swerved the car, hitting the side of their car this time very hard.

"Girl, you're about to marry one of the most powerful, most insanely hot men in the country. And you're telling me you're not even slightly excited?" Von gasps, clutching his chest. "No, babe, you don't understand. The Wrevco clan is like... like a living, breathing, billionaire Greek god factory." Heather nods furiously. "It's ridiculous. Like, it's illegal to be that attractive."

He held a thick envelope in one hand and a phone in the other. “Boss.” His voice cracked. “You need to see this.” Luca's expression instantly changed as he stepped in front of me, subtly but deliberately, like a human shield. “Talk.” The man hesitated only a second before giving him the envelope. Luca opened it to reveal some photos. I could not see the details, but I could see the tightness in his jaw and the tick near his temple. Then the phone was passed, and a video was already playing. It had no sound, just grainy images. I quietly stepped around him and took a peek.

The fact that we were heading to a place I knew gave me a bit of relief and even some confidence that I might escape, but it also raised the question of why we were going there. Given the time, the club should have been closed. Not even the manager would be there. So how could the Raven of Red Eyes have access to the place? I was exhausted, my entire body ached, and I didn’t have my phone—there was no way to ask for help or escape in the condition I was in. I glanced at the door handle beside me. A silent invitation to freedom. I slowly extended my hand, trying not to be noticed. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” the driver said, looking through the rearview mirror. “Even if you smash your

Like he walked the same halls I did. I grabbed my phone. Scrolled through our message history. Six months of conversations. Hundreds of exchanges. Commands. Praise. Confessions I'd never shared with anyone else. What had I told him? I mentioned a demanding boss. High-pressure job. Long hours. Corporate environment. But I never said where I worked. Never mentioned Kane Industries. Never said my boss's name. So how did he know? The platform was supposed to be anonymous. Verified. Encrypted. That was the whole point. That was why I'd felt safe letting Velvet exist.

“I don’t care. The others couldn’t capture the true essence of El-Canino. I’ll meet the remaining two. Leave my brother to me.” She nodded. “Noted, sir.” Her phone chimed. My jaw tightened. “Didn’t I warn you to silence your devices?” She flinched, leaning forward so her cleavage spilled further out of her low-cut blouse. “You did, sir. I’m sorry.” Simpering females. I hated them. That was how they lured foolish men. My libido for her died instantly. I turned back to the skyline. “What does your phone say?” “We’ll no longer be holding the Verdad pitch here. We’ll be heading to their company in fifteen minutes.”

The word was low, the vibration rattling the amber liquid in the scotch glass at my elbow. "Boss... your brother," he managed, his voice cracking like dry parchment. "He’s gone. He’s out of the basement. We scrubbed the CCTV nothing. No shadows, no glitches. It’s as if the stone walls just spat him out." I didn’t roar. I didn’t flip the desk. Instead, I felt a cold, clinical stillness settle over me, a frost that started in my marrow and worked its way out. I had planned for Kael’s heart to stop beating in that cellar. He was a cancer on this pack, a man who had traded his soul for a shot at a throne that was never his. Adam had already stripped the beast from his bones an ancient, brutal po

Brand had forgotten what it felt like – the all-consuming need for the blood of his enemies to be spilled on the ground at his feet. Brand shook his head another scream was silenced as he ripped out another throat. The blood dripped from his long snout as he took a breath and looked around him. Leather-clad warriors lay around him, some with eyes open staring at the sky as if looking for the Valkyries coming to take them to Valhalla. Brand snorted. Good luck. He couldn't believe the gods would want any of these followers of a deranged leader in their feasting halls.

Aisha sobbed. "Dami?"the man finally moved his head. "Yes Dami" "There's no Dami here please go" the man said then continued to watch his movie on the wall. Aisha turned to leave, convincing this man to see Dami will be hard,she thought. If Dami was a drug dealer,the thought of it made her eyes teary, then he would have a drug Lord name or something. What if...?. She turned. "I'm here to see Boss,he told me to tell you that" she said with a little confidence in her voice.

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”