Striker Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

"Screw this." I looked over at Burney, horrified to see him running at Stan. He threw his weight into the Taken's back, knocking him forward. Stan shrieked from the surprise attack and Mike grunted, landing pinned beneath the Taken Scorcher. I turned from the three man pile and reefed the gun free of Ronnie's stiff fingers. "Burney!" He'd separated himself from the other two and was standing over them, poised to strike with Stan's makeshift stake. "You can't kill him that way," I yelled, throwing him the gun, "It'll send the shade bolting to someone else!"

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."

This accident Lily was the one who suffered the most from the brand, and he didn't know what to do to make up for her. “Tell me, who is behind your back controlling these things?” - Venn went to kick the other guy hard, the kick for him was shot far. He clutched his stomach in pain and let out a groan, blood pouring out of his mouth. This shows just how powerful Venn's kicks are.

The boss smirked at the little kid who desperately tried to stop his own blood from spilling and commanded each of the six individuals to pack up as they all headed out "Don't bother killing the kid. Just leave that orphaned garbage here and let's burn everything down. This boat needs to disappear along with these orphaned traitors. Let the kid share his traitor brother's watery grave." As Michael sat on the waste bags, the boss took off his gloves and threw them in the speedboat that they used, meanwhile revealing the tattoo of a black and red crescent moon on the back of his hand. Michael awaited the group of killers to get in the boat and leave while he tried to press on his wound a littl

A few times later, I got a message, filled with threatening words. "If you don't come back, I'll stop giving you anymore money! Who would you be without me? Stop thinking so highly of yourself!" In response, I simply replied, "Go to hell!"

I am not weak. I shoved her and bestow her cheek a thunderstorm slap “Bitch, I am not easy to be bullied, you want to show me hell," JUST YOU" I grin and give out a horrible laugh, No, baby girl, you can't, you know why because I have being there before, and I have experienced what its means to be in hell, I crawl out from there by myself. Bitch, I am the boss from hell, and I am your boss” I sneer at her gripping her hair tightly and if you dare come after me because of this kind of bullshit issue, I am going to show you the real hell itself because I am the lord and I am the queen of hell, you got that” I yell

"So many times, we tried to prove we could be civilized, that we aren't monsters, but again and again you Thompsons have come and destroyed what we work for, poking us until we break." "I can be a monster." He bared his fangs threateningly, moving close to my neck until I could feel his breath inches away. His voice dropped to a whisper, " Now that I've finally found one Thompson, I can destroy all of you. I could take your body as mine to drain and pick apart to pieces. Or perhaps…" His lips curled into a sly smile, "....mine to fuck until you're nothing more than broken leftovers." He moved away, eyeing my body darkly from my toes to my terrified face.

Hard. "Come on....Bring it on ,you bastard." I yelled , tearing off my tie.He got up and pounced on me .He grabbed me,floored me and strode me.He rained punches on me,I could only cross my hands to ward off the blows.God, he was livid. I turned over and then we were rolling on the floor,digging for purchase and swearing a whole lot of expletives. We both pulled back at the same time , breathing hard.

Did the bastard just leave me here, alone and unsatisfied? Yup. He did. And I'm having my revenge. Just you wait Nathan Synclair! You are sooooo dying of blue balls!

His lips curved up slightly, taking a step closer towards me, " Why do you sound jealous?" I just scoffed back at his words, narrowing, " I..am not.. It's a fact.." He replied coming forward to face me, "'It's also a fact that they aren't my whores but workers!" I felt a certain ease in my heart upon his explanation. So, they were just here for work. He ordered bossily, his eyes holding mine, " Strip now! I am not in the mood to talk but fuck! "