Arkham Asylum Harley Novels & Stories

She is too jovial so she wouldn’t pick up any suspicion from my words. I head straight towards her room. I stand at the door for a few seconds before I push it open. I peer my gaze inside. Harley is lying alone on the bed with her both hand interlaced and placed on her midsection. She has a pale but smiling face. Her whole attention is on the roof. She is looking at it intently and smiling as though she has seen the almighty on his throne. I don’t know much about the humans almighty but I have read and watched a little about it. I push the door open and walk into it. I loom around to see if Kyle is in, but the room is void of him. Harley is still focused on the roof she is staring at. There

Liv threw in, just because. “Text back all the guys who messaged me. Send them the address of my escape cabin, please. I’ll meet all of them and then choose one.” I heard a sound behind us—one too familiar to ignore. Spinning in my seat, my eyes landed on an old, beat-up Harley. The man sitting on it was flying down the highway like the devil was on his ass, his hands pink and furry, betraying his emotions. “Shit.” I muttered, spinning back around. “We need to go faster.”

The Castle. Defeating the laws of speed and distance they challenged the time and there they were. The hall wasn’t that empty like last time. Ace and Zol were sitting on their respective seats. While Adam was sitting on a chair facing the center. Unbothered by Stephen or his friends. Stephen followed his gaze and his cool was shattered. Callum was tied to a chair. Conscious. Afraid. Crying. Gagging on the cloth tied in his mouth. "Why"? He just turned to Zol who pointed at Adam.

"Alright, I'm even more Afraid of following someone like the two of you as well. I don't want to get bitten like Brandon. Let's just stop a taxi cab and I will explain the location of the hospital to him. Harley snapped out. ****** T b

I groaned placing the pillow over my face, i was not ready to be awake just yet, I wasn’t ready to deal with what was to come today. Every detail from last night slipped back into my head in fragments. The game, the tequila… the dare. The way he had his fingers and his tongue inside me– I squeezed my eyes shut again, shaking my head. “Okay, focus Bowie, breathe.” I tried calming the raging thoughts in my head. Then the door swung open and Harley walked in carrying two cups of coffee and a paper bag that smelled like sandwich. "You are alive," she announced, kicking the door shut behind her.

“ Sorry I'm late, nanny, uncle Lito!!! Harley apologized the moment she got into the car. “ It's fine Harley, are you alright? the nanny asked looking her all over. “ I'm fine nanny, you don't have to worry ” she retorts hiding her wound behind her. After they got into the car, uncle Lito precipitates and they left the school building. On their way home, Harriet saw blood oozing out of Harley's elbow, then the glimmer of what she did, came into her mind and she became anxious. She peeked at Harley, who was staring at the beautiful view outside through the windows. she wanted to apologize to her, but she was too full of herself to do that, then she decided to blackmail her instead.

"This is Addie. My best friend and sister-in-law." "Nice to meet you." Talia replied. "Yeah, same here. Paris is right, the guys are going to freak!" Addie replied. Viper, Cage, Steel, Bishop, Joker, Diego, and a couple other brothers pulled into the parking lot of the club. They parked their bikes and got off. Totally shocked at the motorcycle parked there. No one recognized it. The only thing they could tell was it was a woman's bike. It was a Harley, and it was black and dark purple with chrome. They hadn't seen anything like it. It was obviously a custom job and no doubt a very expensive one. A few of the guys whistled.

But— A guard stood there. One of Fredrick’s loyal henchmen, bloodied but still standing, with a rifle in hand. “You won’t leave alive…” the henchman blocking their way said. Harley reached into Edgar’s pocket, taking out a small knife still attached to his belt. Without hesitation, Harley threw the knife. It hit the guard’s shoulder. The guard startled, dropping his weapon. Harley struck him across the face with the butt of her gun. She succeeded.

he waved and trailed off. “You seem to have it all planned out,” I said. Was this a date? I dismissed the thought immediately. Asher Gray doesn’t do dates. But the two of us together again…I gulped and kicked away the errant thoughts. “I will keep my hands to myself if that’s what you were implying,” he grimaced, making me blush. I wanted to respond, but the words vanished as my eyes fell on his choice of vehicle for tonight. “Yo…you have a Harley?” I mumbled, my eyes widening. And not just some Harley, it was the Sportster S, my favorite.

Even if he was completely defeated, he would never allow Helma to have an easy time. This was his principle in life. "Helma, I will make your life worse than death!" Black Hawk downed his hard liquor. His one eye glowed with bloodlust. He unfolded a drawing, the layout of the hospital he had bought at a high price. Black Hawk said, "I have placed the most elite Team Yale inside the hospital." He marked the location with a water-based marker. "These are people from Emeraldshade Forum. Dali will be responsible for handling them.