Striker Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

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'm fine. Let's get out of here, Xander.” “Don't stop me from beating him up.” Xander grabbed the man's shirt collar and forced him to stand. He pushed him hard against the wall and then hit his face repeatedly like a crazy man. Angel screamed in fear when she saw her boss turn so brutal. She tried to pull Xander's shoulder to stop hitting the damn man. “Please, stop Xander. Let's go back to the hotel. He will die if you keep beating him.” “This damn bastard deserves to die!”

I slash him. “...Arrgh.” He grunts, red bubbling across his chest. “You psycho." You’re not pushing me away. You love it. You enjoy pain, right? “P-Peach.” Arden clutches the sheets as I lick the trail on his chest. “Suck me already.” He tastes so badly good. My shit head boss. I slash his arm. Not severe, but deep enough to mark him. He’ll remember this night when he grovels at my feet, begging for mercy, where there’s none.

The man gripped her hair and fucked her face hard, his balls slapping against her chin with every thrust. I tried to push past them, my heart racing and my thighs slick. Then I saw the worst of it. A tall, curvy stripper was pinned against the wall completely naked. A muscular man had one of her legs hooked over his arm as he fucked her hard and fast. His thick cock slammed into her pussy with brutal strokes. Her tits bounced wildly with every thrust. She moaned loudly, her back arching as he pounded her without mercy. The wet slapping sounds of his cock destroying her cunt echoed down the hallway.

That’s still an effort. He let out a snort. Despite the fact that he knows I’m lying, he chose to focus on my phone and enter something in my bio. I gave it a quick peek out of interest before looking at him puzzled. “What do you mean, I’m looking for a sugar daddy?” He burst out laughing. “I also attached ‘no strings attached’, ‘non dating’, and ‘for fun only’ here. Hey, you’ve got everything you need right here. Money and a short-term commitment. What more could you ask for?”

beaming, she kissed him on the cheek. "You are just a gem waiting to be discovered, Gina," The Boss said. He reached behind with one arm and patted her shoulder—part out of fondness, part to stop her from kissing him again. He had this sudden fear that if she kissed him again, she would do so while mistaking him as her … 'dad'.

Now all I have to do was hide so no-one from back home finds me. But did I say that I left the hell behind? Because no, the new job I got comes with a Boss that’s the devil incarnate and he sure knew how to make my life hell. The problem with him was he doesn’t make me want to runaway and I don’t want to kill him as much as I want to look into those grey eyes and find all his secrets. To tell him how much of an arsehole he is and then… maybe… kiss him a little, forgetting the fact that he was as dangerous and as wild as wild panther. And I couldn’t help but be attracted to his untouchable beauty, knowing I’d be the one hurt and killed. _

Just as the other Alpha was about to slash his hand - A pillar of fire erupted around the chalice and in the dimming sky above us spread the wings of an infernal beast. The Duke of Hell had arrived and with a serpent’s smile hissed out the words; “I love a dramatic entrance.”

I coughed violently, struggling to catch my breath, when I heard Jared's icy tone from above me. He said, "It looks like she's still being stubborn. In that case, there's no need to hold back anymore—let's make sure she gives in this time!" Jared then ordered the bodyguards to drag me over the sink. He then yanked the power cord off the switch. With a sinister grin, he taunted, "Guess what would happen if I toss this into the water? You'll find out soon enough—bet it'll feel nice." Despite being left with no strength to struggle, I still felt fear flooding my mind. I was terrified of dying here for no reason.