Dc Comics Novels Harley Quinn Mad Love Novels & Stories

She was the best at attacking someone where it hurt most, so she said languidly, "I got that tattoo with him during the summer break of twelfth grade. Those words are an abbreviation of my name. He says that he loves me. Has he ever told you he loves you? Zoey, I was never a thief. You're just not the person he fell in love with last time." Zoey slowly hung her head as her ears rang. Her roiling emotions made her lose her hearing in her left ear. So it was true that heartache could hurt this badly. She felt as if she’d lost everything, although she hadn't gotten anything in the first place. She sniffed and said, "Is there anything else? Just tell me everything in one go. I'm bored."

It was a tapestry of emotions woven intricately, making their love all the more complex and profound. Her hand, warm and tender, caressed his cheek, her eyes reflecting understanding and acceptance. "I know, Adam," she murmured, her voice a soothing balm. "Our love is a unique tapestry, intertwined with the complexities of our shared bond. It is a testament to the depth of our connection and the strength of our hearts. I am grateful for the love we all share, and for the beauty that emerges from this unconventional path we tread together."

I knew I probably should have stopped it; with everything going on right now, Xaden and Zach going into war, Damien fighting with Sarah, the baby dragon running loose, and the fact that I’m apparently the Moon Queen reincarnate, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop anything happening between Harley and me. Harley needed this to assure himself and his bear that I was truly unharmed, and I needed this to take my mind off everything else happening around me. Truth be told, I just needed at least one of my mates near me right now. So, I kissed him back with equal hunger and desire. I needed him just as badly as he needed me.

Love does not just kiss me like the wind. It hits me like a storm. I can feel its raw power in my veins. When I fall in love, I fall hard. I know it can destroy me. I know it has in the past. But I still choose to hug the madness with a smile. Why? Because love is for the mad people. Intelligent people choose to compromise. Love finds you when you expect it the least. And you surrender to it without even a fight. How? Magic happens, my friend, when you meet a soul twinning with your soul. It’s about energies. It’s about a connection. It’s about the sheer power of emotions clouding your head. You feel the weakest and strongest in the same breath. And it is heaven. And yes, I did find my heave

I wrote a letter for Christian too, I know it's cheesy but it's okay. "Hailey!" I turned to see Lia running towards me. She hugged me. "Happy Valentines day!" She squealed. "Happy Valentines day too, Lia!" I squealed. I grabbed a chocolate box for her and she thanked me. She gave me a brownie with my name on it. "Thankyou!"

Harvey swiftly approached and pushed her back onto the bed, tying her up tightly with the necktie in a swift and precise manner. "Don't dream of running away from me. Look, I have something that will make you more comfortable. Relax, I'll be gentle with you, I won't hurt you even a bit," Harvey said, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. Harvey took out a small vial of medicine, shaking it in front of Quinn. "What is this?" "Female aphrodisiac," Harvey replied decisively, not hiding anything. Quinn was horrified, and her heart pounded as she looked at Harvey in fear.

She had her blonde hair packed up in two and had on a purple crop shirt with a crazy looking pant, my mouth fell agape staring at her and I could see Laila with the same reaction on her face. “Hi, I wanna see Damian Rogan” she said as she smiled sheepishly towards us both, we both stood still staring at her like we had seen a character from a horror movie. “Harley Quinn!!” That was all I could say underneath my breath “Yeah” she said, now looking from me to Laila. “Ohhh” Laila managed to voice out, “Do you have any appointment with him?” “Nah, tell him the bartender he slept over at her place some while ago, he's gonna know”

I retorted, matching my tone to hers. She huffed and crossed her arms over the too-white duvet, flexing her fists so the lettering across her knuckles stretched. Love and hate both got distorted. ‘Huh, sounds like your messed-up brain, buddy,’ said Knight. ‘Don’t act like yours is any better,’ I shot back. He held up his paws. ‘Can’t argue with that.’ “Some bastard poisoned me, all right?” said Harley, fixing her gaze on the linoleum floor. “I don’t know who it was or how they did it. Now Nova’s got the whole pack on lockdown while she tries to find the little bitch who did it.”

“Please, Uncle Damien, help me.” He shook his head and there was that helpless look on his face when he finally said, “I wish I can, Xyrra. I truly do. But according to our ancient history and as cliché as this may sound, the only thing that would cure a wolf of the Mad Wolf disease was true love.” I choked on my own saliva. “True love?” I glanced at Ryker, holding his gaze for a few seconds, before fixing my eyes back on Alpha Damien. “Yes.” Alpha Damien nodded solemnly. “I could show you the scrolls. It is said that the only reason the courtier Damocles could finally gain his sanity back was because of his wife’s love for him and that love indeed conquers all.”