It was done. Stella watched as her hitman dragged a body bag into the living room. Striker opened it. Inside was Stolas of the Ars Goetia. An evil smile spread across her face. Her eyes glowed. Finally. After so long, he was dead. Striker waited until she was done gloating and carried the corpse off for immediate disposal. His job here was done. At least for now.
A month later, Stella invited Striker over to properly thank him. She would've done it sooner, but she had to play the grieving widow and lie low for longer than expected. But that didn't matter anymore. She was a free woman. While she had always had her reservations about Imps, Striker wasn't like the poor commoners, as she typically called them. No. Striker was a real man. He was capable, cunning, and reliable. He knew how to get a job done. As they chatted, Stella realized something. He was quite the catch.
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Hazbin and Helluva Shorts III
FanfictionThis is a collection of shorts inspired by the YouTube series Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss made by VivziePop with the help of an army of creative talent in addition to her own. All fanart, fanmade music, fanmade animations, and ocs (original charac...
