Seeing Stars Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

t hear you? The moment he turned, her eye hit his chest directly, noticing those faint marks that could never be mistaken for her identity, traces of dagger stab wounds, she held her breath, raising her eyes to the scar that adorns his cheek. She explained herself about the reason that kept their tracks despite his nature, that he is a vampire, and vampires do not bear the traces of their wounds, no matter how deep, thick or dangerous they are. « Eva, Eva!!! » He shouted at her, his eyeballs burning in anger, reluctant to stare at her with a scar openly and without reservation.

’ he asked. She tossed her hair back with a flicking movement of her head. ‘I am nothing of the sort. You, on the other hand, are performing rather brilliantly the role of the overbearing boss.’ His mouth lifted in a smirk. ‘I bet you’re expecting me to kiss you right now. I can see it in your eyes. That’s how it goes, isn’t it, Georgie? Seduce the difficult boss so he gives you a glowing report at the end of your term.’

His shadow was graced by the evening moon, his red eyes were clouded with everything negative as he gazed at the impure world around him. His sinful self was sheltered by his ranging desire to drill out blood like a drilling machine. His face was covered in a luster of his translucent eyes, his pale skin shown under the graceful sky. He was undeniably reproachful as his hair flew to his face, covering half of his face and making him have the whole vibe of a blood-sucking night crawler. He crouched down on the rooftop as he gazed around and leaped from the rooftop out of the compound before he blended with the dark.

My boss looked at me as if he was going to send me to the firing squad. I was shocked by my boss's beauty. Alessandro Mellendez was a simply beautiful man. Tall like Patrício, also in his thirties, strong, with well-combed brown hair, a square jaw, a breathtaking face, but his eyes were something else, they were blue eyes, almost violet blue. He was wearing a navy blue suit, with a light blue shirt and blue tie, which made his eyes stand out even more. I stopped breathing the moment our eyes met, I got lost in those eyes. - You can feel the tension, guys. – Patrício said laughing, taking me out of my reverie. I quickly held out my hand.

Staring straight into those two bloody holes, their sanity plummeted. "Who ate my eyeball-popping candy? I'm taking an eye for an eye!" She slowly extended her hand. The player in front of her lost control, watching in terror as his own hand reached toward his eyes. The next instant, furious howling echoed again from behind. "My spicy human jerky!" The siren boss appeared at the entrance, carrying a crate of deep-sea treasure. When she saw her carefully ordered jerky trampled like trash, black mist erupted from behind her as she let out a soul-rending screech.

】 These were, of course, met with more ridicule. 【The Boss can be seduced? That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.】 【Can't wait to see the Boss tear this helpless woman to pieces.】 【Viewer Count: 298,437】 【Gift Revenue: $15,672】 The numbers were still climbing like crazy. It felt like the whole internet was watching. The Boss slowly turned to me, his deep eyes like twin vortexes. He drifted closer, his long, pale fingers almost touching my cheek.

She had excellent vision, so she immediately caught sight of the tear stains that were edging down the corners of his eyes as well as the sorrow hidden between his lightly-creased brows in spite of the dim lighting. “He ordered a Sapphire Phantom as soon as he came in?” she asked, her voice melodious. The unshaven bartender nodded. “Yes, the Lord probably had many thoughts on his mind. He looks like he’s been through a lot.” The boss went quiet for a moment before waving her hands. “Got it. Go home, all of you. I’ll stay and take care of him.” “Yes, Boss.” The men chorused before leaving the scene. For a long time, it was only the boss and Zayn who were left at the spacious bar. The boss squ

All the killing intent melted away, leaving behind a desperately vulnerable look. "Then what about me?" His voice cracked, rough like a wounded animal. "Are you really throwing me away?" "Boss, I don't know what you're talking about—" I wanted to play dumb to the very end. But Cassius suddenly reached out, brushing his rough thumb against my cheek. His gaze turned obsessive and burning, like he was looking at the most precious thing in the world. Then, slowly, drawing out each syllable like a prayer and a curse, he spoke.

A fluke of the power grid had rendered it all null and void. And the worst part was the look on Lexi’s face when the radio confirmation came in with No visual on the target. It was like watching a light inside her flicker and dim. She had been ready to face her monster, to reclaim her power, and the opportunity had been stolen from her by random chance.

But Sir always knew when I lied. My boss, I typed. I don't know why. I can't stop thinking about him. Long pause. Then: Interesting. Tell me about him. What does he look like? Dark hair. Dark eyes. Sharp features. He's tall. Commanding. Cold, usually, but sometimes he looks at me like— Like what? Like he's seeing something underneath. Something I keep hidden. And does that excite you? The idea that he might see the real you? Yes.