Hello lovelies! Here's the second book of my Vox x Reader series! Hope you enjoy! Also if you haven't yet I'd recommend reading my first book titled Vox's Assistant for context first. Art is by x_Static_x on Pinterest ⚠️WARNING!⚠️ This fanfic may be offensive, smutty, contain subjects like sexual assult, substance abuse and have harsh language! Also the canon timeline and events of Hazbin Hotel might not be written or apply to this story. Read at your own risk!⚠️

Y/N is known as the ditzy shark Overlord who happens to be dating Vox and Valentino, and best friends with Velvette. Here are some stories of their adventures:) 📺🦈🦋 ALL STORIES ARE LOOSELY CONNECTED (Cross posted on my tumblr: @lovetrouble123)

!HIATUS! BOOK TWO "You lie about every single god damn thing!" You shouted. Vox just crossed his arms keeping an unreadable expression as you continued your rant. "You said you would give me my memories but you hid Riley from me! You said you would never hurt me and you choked the shit out of me! You said you would protect me and you were the one who ended up killing me!" Vox hummed. "I technically didn't kill you." He said matter-of-factly. "You hired some people to kill me that's the same fucking thing!" "Mmmm..." he tapped his screen and pursed his lips pretending to think. "No, I don't think so." You shouted in frustration and lunged at him. You wrapped your claws around his throat and squeezed as tightly as you could. Tears swelled in your eyes and dripped onto his screen. A gasp came from Vox as you choked him. He wrapped his hands around your wrist but didn't fight back whatsoever. "You're un-fucking-believable..." You whispered feeling his hips grind into yours. Vox peeked one eye open and his gaping mouth turned upwards. Both his eyes squeezed shut again as you tightened your grip.

You, only new to hell for a few months finally landed a stable interview at VoxTek. Only knowing your upcoming boss from his many channels as well every sort of tv or tech around. You had no clue what you were getting into. And neither did Vox. Vox didn't hire you specifically. He got other employees to do that for him. As your first interview with him didn't give him much to work with. You were bland to him nothing more then another sinner that worked for him and did his dirty work. So when weeks go by, your presence grows on him. He can't help but wonder what your doing, where your at, who you're talking to .. Without warning his dominant tendencies turn onto you. His obsession with you constant in his mind. He wants you, needs you. And he will get you in his grasp one way or another. Even if he had to get his own hands dirty. ||Slowburn<3||

Vincent Whittman was your cult leader husband, although he'd always deny the cult accusations. You were his "traditional" wife, so to speak, due to the time period being the 1950's. Vincent loved you though, even more than him feeling like a god. You helped assist him through everything, including the murders. You were bed ridden with a severe flu the day he died. He had an event, a big one, he had his followers there and it was broadcast. You were able to watch the events unfold. You saw the wires to that TV snapping before it even fell onto his head. His death was a tragedy for you, putting you into a deep depressive state. Authorities caught up to you a few years later, but before they could even detain you, you drank a small vial of poison in case this day ever came. You arrive in hell once you die, navigating through all of its complexities. As decades pass, you remain distraught about not finding Vincent. You kept seeing advertisements for the Vees, a group of three overlords and their company called VoxTek. Vox, the media overlord piqued your interest for an unknown reason. You applied to work for the Vees, following instinct. Luckily for you, you're hired! ⚠️ Warning! This story is: 18+ & contains Hazbin Hotel spoilers for both seasons! Content warnings: smut, violence, potential cnc, unhealthy relationship dynamics, manipulation, being hypnotized (by Vox) and or drugged (Valentino's smoke), potential non-monogamy, Valentino is a warning within itself tbh I do not own Hazbin Hotel, or its characters!

BOOK ONE "What do you want?" You ask nervously. Obviously, this is a ransom. Money? Drugs? What else could it want? "Just some company is all. Nothing serious." Your face falls flat 'Seriously?'

Vox x Female Reader !!TW!! When Violet appeared in hell 3 years ago, she quickly got the feeling she did not belong. She disagreed with the divine judgement, and when she saw that angels came down from heaven to exterminate the souls of hell, she saw an opportunity instead of a massacre. Hiding in the shadows, she began to steal money from those in hell with power, the overlords, in hopes that one day she will make enough to bribe an angel to take her back with them to heaven. To where she felt she belonged. Saving the biggest fish for last, she sought to rob Vee tower, not knowing it would lead to what she feared most: Facing her sinful nature. (This story involves a lot of dark themes and is a smut fanfic so please read author's note!)