Harleen Frances Quinzel Novels & Stories

I believed she was weak, breakable, and easy to discard. But now? Now she was connected to the Harrisons. Now she had leverage. Now she had a name that carried weight—Harrison. That name burned in my thoughts. FreyaHarrison. The missing daughter. The golden child. The key to power Malum had been chasing for years. Freya didn’t even know it yet—not fully. And that ignorance was the only reason she was still breathing comfortably, still smiling hopefully at Malum like a fool who believed affection meant safety.

I, Morrigan of Hymir, the current queen of the blessed lands of Hymir, hereby abstain from my position as the monarch and mother of the nation. For I have sinned a thousand unforgivable sins. My hands are tainted with the blood of innocents and thus haunt me from night and day.

" At least some one appreciates my efforts in looking good, not like some people whose names begins with a X. "Call me Helena" Mr cutter smile cheerily. "Its nice to meet you pari." Mr cutter held out his hand for me. 'You too Mr cutter." I smile before taking his hand. "Now if you will please lend me your date." Selena says to Xavier before dragging me to a group of guys. Three to be exact. "Guys this is pari." She points at me. "And Pari this is jack and Zack." She gestures to an identical twin, one blond and the other dark haired

In part because of her, the tiny interim pack granted to me by my father for the purpose of managing it until I was crowned werewolf king was expanding fast since many groups were becoming Alpha less and thus needed to join other packs or seek sanctuary from her. The only issue was that I had never met her and no one knew what she looked like since she was claimed to be a trained quiet concealed assassin who never disclosed her identity, and any of my werewolves who came close to discovering her identity were killed before they could divulge it to the group. When I requested one of my witches to locate the leech, she said that the vampire leech princess would come to me herself, and for the

She gave birth to two girls and died at the age of 1500 years" "Wow" Hazel breathed with a look of astonishment on her face. .... "The guard....who is he?" Queen Clarice asked her right hand man, Guma. They were both standing in the balcony adjoined to the Queen's chamber. From their position on the balcony, they could see Kyan who was dressed as a guard. He was standing by Hazel's chamber, amongst other guards. The queen could tell that there was something unusual about him because she could see his aura clearly. He seemed to be a Sapphiran with high capacity. She was certain she'd never seen him in the palace before.

Vanilla was one of my favourite scents and I could not help but interrupt her turning to try and find the owner of that scent. My mystery guy had moved from the stairs so I could not see him anymore. Without putting too much more attention on him I really wanted to find the owner of the pine vanilla scent. The more I smelled it, the more I knew it had to be my mate. As I moved through the crowd the scent got stronger. I gasped as the mystery guy was walking in a direct line toward me with a smile on his face. As he got closer, the pine vanilla smell got stronger. Shelby quickly started yipping Mate! Mate! My excitement started to grow. He came to stand right in front of me smiling and

“Thank you for bringing Lyric to Golden Circle, it has been years since I have seen her. And it's good to see her.” Halley had taken the news about little Zane quite well. She was the last surviving member of the Noir family. Well, not now that little Zane has been discovered but still… She was a remarkable young woman. She handled her brother's death and her mother's like a true leader, a true Luna. It was a shame she had not met her mate as of yet.

It looks like things at Lenriad changed a lot since she went away. “It’s alright. She had lived a long and happy life. It was time for her reunion with the Creator.” “If the new Queen asked for my assistance, then I shall follow.” She invited him inside her shop and offered him a seat. “Why is the Queen in search of the Nromais remains?” “The air had been full of the talks of a Dark Child who seeks it out. Queen Aera wants to salvage it and keep it from the wrong hands.” “Who is this Dark Child?”

They didn’t know who she was. “I’ve got a message from Finley. He needed me to alert you.” “What for?” Fenris was curious now. Thank goodness Quinn knew the drill. She put on a poker face – all the while suspecting Rock. She swerved the knife off Rock’s hand as it almost hit Fenris in the face. Expertly, she stabbed her with her knife like it was nothing. “What just happened right now?” “She works for Warrior Nun?” “Who the hell is Warrior Nun?” “Nightfall’s doom.”

She is being a kid and I can see the changes in her every day that she is with me. But I couldn’t help but look at the woman sitting with pens in her hair typing away on her laptop. Harmony, the daughter of the infamous assassin, Rebel Moretti-Jackson. Daughter of Angel Moretti and Ryder Savage Jackson. Those names hold a lot of weight in both the world of the MC and the Mafia.