Helluva Boss Verosika Crew Novels & Stories

My chest tightened—Vera needed me. Footsteps—Vera burst in, her emerald eyes bright. “Need help, alpha?” she teased, smirking. I grinned, brushing her arm. “As long as it is coming from you.” Her laugh eased the tension, my wolf purring. She joined me, hacking fast. “Moonveil’s signal,” she said, pointing. I nodded, slashing a drone that buzzed in. Metal crashed, “Good catch,” I panted. The rooftop shook—virus spreading. I growled, fighting another drone. Vera disabled it, sparks flying. “Together!” she yelled.

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.

His voice trembled. Leo glanced at him from the driver's seat as they heard the sound of another vehicle. Through the lingering smoke, Kalixo saw a group of motorcycles speeding away. "F-Ferrer...?" [FLASHBACK ENDS] -- "Release me!" Velenzales muttered with restraint as two of Boss's men clutched his arms. He struggled to approach the Boss for a closer conversation. He desired more than just the monetary reward for winning this game. "Let me talk to him! Don't you know that I won the game?!"

His smooth, velvety skin covered solid steel. From above, the distant reassurance of the maintenance worker played in the background. “‘We’ll have you out of there very soon. No need to worry.’” “I’m not worried.” She licked a slow line up his cock. “Are you?” Circling her tongue around his tip, Norah got her first taste of his seed. “‘Cazzo!’ (Fuck!)” She danced her tongue around the underside of his head then took him deep, her mouth encasing his impressive length. He rammed his cock in and out. The suckling noises hung heavy in the air as she coated him in her saliva.

Talk less of calling his name. "Well hello brother!" Boss replied in the same sceptical sly smile. Wait a minute, Did he just call Henry brother? But he just called Henry brother... Could it be they are... Could it be they are siblings? What on earth is going on that I know nothing about? Tbc

She would never say any of that out loud, though, knowing how bad it would make her sound. “Yeah, Joss friended me on F******k,” Joey said. “We said we’d all hang out.” “Joss huh?” Sue asked. “Joss is a girl, right?” Joey shot her a look. “Yes, she’s a girl. Guys and girls can be friends, you know.”

In a shaky voice, she mewled threading with caution " _ Then what do you want? " " You have annoyed our boss and your punishment is death" A horrified look claimed her. Her palms sweated. Death? No. She could not die! What about her family and her child? She could not die, at least not now. Sniffing, Val beseeched " Who is your boss? Bring me to him I will apologize " What a brave girl? No a stupid one. The man crooned a laugh. Wielding the gun, he instructed Val out of the queue and she bossed the way back to the bridge.

She stops at the head of the table. “Good day gentleman. You can all stand up. The Boss will be entering now” she says and her voice sounds familiar but I just cannot place where I have heard it before. The Boss enters the room with a black cloak covering his face. He walks around the room and takes the seat at the head of the table, right below the vent where Lilliana and I are hiding. The Boss places his hands on the arm rests and I notice a ring on his left small- finger. Johnny has told me about these rings, he has one just like it. The rings are a symbol of your position and rank as a Mafia boss. This Boss has the same symbol on his ring that Johhny has. It carries the engraving of a fa

Sleeping with your new boss is not the kind of thing that looks good on anyone's resume, not to mention the awkwardness it creates around the office. And two... I was pissed. I want you so badly, Aria. I need you" and now he didn't recognize me? What an asshole! With his ridiculous indoor sunglasses, his oh-so-cool cigarette, and his stupid black borderline-tuxedo. I hated him. Work was painfully slow that day. It seemed that the arrival of Logan Mendel. his name was Logan, just plain old Logan, not any of the aforementioned exotic names such as Blaze, Blade, Slade, or Jethro...

“So don't blame innocent guys.” “Carter!” Frank Moore's voice cut through the office like a rusty knife. My boss loomed over my desk, his cheap suit reeking of cigarettes and… failure. He slapped a folder down hard enough to make my empty coffee cup rattle. “Drop the Z-list crap. I've got your next assignment.” I flipped open the folder. A glossy 8x10 headshot of a man stared back at me, all sharp cheekbones, icy blue eyes, and a smirk that probably made stockbrokers wet their pants.