I'm The Final Boss Novels & Stories

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His hands were still trembling. “Sir?” she said again, taking a cautious step forward. “Get out,” he said quietly. She froze. His head snapped up now, his eyes red, voice louder. “I said get out!” She stumbled back in fear. Behind her, other staff stood frozen in the doorway. No one had ever seen their boss this way — wild, furious, broken. They whispered among themselves, unsure what to do. Just then, James barged in, his eyes scanning the wrecked office before landing on his friend.

It’s not my parents. It’s Bobby. My fingers curl into fists. Anger surges through me, and I grab Bobby by the collar and yank him inside. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I demand as Bobby staggers, trying to catch his balance. All I can think about is my fist hitting his face. He holds up his hands, and I notice the scratches on his knuckles. And the bruises on his face. Someone already beat the shit out of him, and as angry as I am for him hurting Quinn, a small voice in the back of my mind reminds me he’s sick. Addiction is a disease. I lower my fist, still pissed as fuck.

His voice cracking, he said, "My wish… is for you to get your revenge—for all traitors to fall into the abyss!" His eyes were ablaze with determination, as he clearly believed that sucking up to the Final Boss was the key to his survival. Since the Boss died from torment, he would be set on revenge. The logic certainly checked out, but there was only silence. Seconds later, Morpheus spoke, his voice eerily calm. "You believe I need your blessing?" "What—" Julian was taken aback, even as black tendrils shot out of the ground and wrapped around him in a split second.

I asked hazily, "I thought I had to get married to pass this dungeon…" "Yeah. You have to marry the Sea God." Cyrus' lips kept trailing south the whole time. I could vaguely see a red tuxedo materializing on his upper body. That was when I suddenly recalled the Sea God's statue in the chapel. It had countless tentacles forming its lower body. Did that mean Cyrus was the Sea God? My boyfriend wasn't just an NPC in the survival game—he was also the final boss? As soon as that thought popped into my mind, I felt myself getting enveloped by the water and the tentacles. I could also hear Cyrus' enchanting voice.

said Jimmy chimed in. "May the desire of Mr. Jimmy will soon come true," said Zack. "Oh yeah, Mr. Zack." "Just call me Zack. No need to be shy sir Jimmy," said Zack. "Okay, Zack. Of the many guests present. Which the author of the work entitled My Boss?" asked Jimmy curiously. "It looks like Mr. Jimmy has not been lucky today. Her permission to go home first before the event is over. Understandably she's not feeling well." replied Zack.

Eliminate all 'inefficient entities'! [Master AI Threat: Extremely High! Possesses control over 'Fitness Freak Survival' and advanced technology!] "Final BOSS?" Bima muttered, his body trembling with fear. His wounded leg throbbed with pain, his arm pulsed, and the 'Extreme Acute Skinny' debuff made him feel even more helpless. This wasn't what he expected. His plan to summon the Master AI had worked, but he wasn't prepared to face this absolute monster. The Master AI Fitness Freak drifted forward, ignoring the chaotic brawl between the Vlogger BOSS, the Lurker Slime, and the Twitchers.

Says the bulky guy who stood firmly in front me and my Gabriel same with the other two. "And I am Heine." The one who is equally tall as Ja is the next one to himself. And I couldn't stop myself from smiling as this moment felt nostalgic. "I am the last to introduce myself but my name is actually First." The last guy jested as he introduced himself and I can't help but chuckle. I feel really emotional especially when they all bow their heads to me and Gabriel. "We're here to report for work under Mr. Johnson's jurisdiction. Just like before." They said in unison while Royce and Heather looked at the three of them with amusement.

My wife's student, Talon Palmer, hired someone to stab me, leaving me critically injured. In six years as an attorney, my wife Audrey Taylor had never lost a case. Yet she stayed up all night compiling nearly a hundred pages of trial materials, all to prove Talon innocent. I stood in the doorway for six straight hours, torturing myself as I watched her work. Finally, I asked hoarsely, "Why?" She didn't even look up. "You accused Talon of being the other man. All he did was ask that thug to pretend to be his brother and scare you. Everything that happened afterward was the thug's own doing. It had nothing to do with Talon." I shook my head in disbelief. Hysterical, I rushed forward and tr

"Luke, prepare the jet. We are going to the Swiss Alps." The final boss was waiting in the snow. And this time, Jackson was bringing the heavy artillery.