I Was The Final Boss Novels & Stories

Jenifer's words were still ringing in his ears. "Will you keep quiet and be a fool, Boss?" "Are you willing, the woman you love and are carrying your flesh and blood should be happy with another man?" "What kind of man are you, Boss? You can't even achieve your own happiness." "How will you make Evelyn happy? No wonder she left you." "Fighting for your life and your love you can't afford. Then, how are you going to live with someone you don't love?" "It's not destiny to play with you, but, you are too stupid, Boss."

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END

Just static. “It’s over,” I said. He nodded slowly. “You did it.” But deep down, I wasn’t sure. There was something off about the silence, something too complete. Then, from one of the broken speakers, a soft sound crackled through. A voice. My voice. “I told you,” it whispered, faint and calm. “You can’t destroy what you are.” The screen flickered once, then went black again. I froze, heart pounding. Alexander looked at me, eyes full of fear.

If it weren't for me, Andy wouldn't have to sleep in parks or contract such a terrible illness… But then again, why was Andy hanging out with them? Sunny then sent me another text: [Don't you want the truth? Check out this livestream and you'll understand.] I stared at the link I didn't recognize, but quickly tapped on it with a trembling finger before I knew it. [Welcome to the World of Pranks! Our current prankster is Andy Lawson, and his victim is Jane Smith!] There was a small line underneath: [One month left!]

Bianca shuddered, goosebumps trailing her arms. "Your boss is a bully, everyone knows that, but he's also extremely cute you know". Bianca barfed dramatically, causing the others to laugh. "The ultimate bully is my boss tho. Len the beast" "You've been calling him by his name all night". "Because he's a jerk who does not deserve my respect out of the office. Such an awful jerk, ugh". "Don't stress your head girl, we got ourselves into this, let's just hope they change for the better."

"The boss wants to see you " He yelled at me above the club's noise. I scoffed. "The boss" was one hell of an arrogant man. “I’m not interested.” I told him, waving him off. Jessica overheard the exchange and rolled her eyes at me . “Girl , we're not asking you to fall in love with him , just get laid and get that asshole off your system for a bit.” I hesitated and looked in the dude’s direction . His eyes were still on me ,though an interested smirk now tipped a corner of his lips.

Business being what it was, I ran into my old boss, Jett Parker. Caden was on fire, snagging deals right from Jett's grasp. Jett was ticked off and started aiming for our little startup. To cool things down, I had to play peacemaker. Jett had one condition. He pointed to a bottle and said, "Down this, and I'll back off." We were the underdog to his giant—no contest. Caden's dream was on the line, and I was not about to watch it crumble. So, I downed that bottle.

Left him laid out like some trash bag someone forgot to take out. Didn’t feel good. Didn’t feel bad either. Wasn’t about that. Enzo, Miguel, Vince. Three down. Only one name left. Angelo. The boss. Always the same story. The loudest one, the one barking orders while the others swing the bat. Thinks he’s untouchable till the walls close in and the floor drops. Then he starts to sweat. My phone buzzed. Burner. Black plastic. No number on the screen.

Tonight, the war wasn’t just between Isabella and Marcella. A third player had entered the game. And he wasn’t leaving without blood. Milan, Italy – Preparing for the End Back in the hideout, Isabella studied the final pieces of the plan. She turned to Ethan and Leo. “This is it,” she said. “No more running. No more waiting.” Ethan nodded. “We end this.” Leo grinned. “I do love a good finale.” Isabella exhaled. She had spent years fighting for control, for survival. Now, the war was reaching its final battle. And she wasn’t going to lose.

The last piece was Isla. She would be mine. And nothing..no one—was going to stop me from getting what I wanted. Hahahahahahahahhahahaha