Harley Bronwyn Novels & Stories

| Harley | Huddled inside an old blanket of Brixton's, I keep my eyes fixed on the roaring fire in front of me, enjoying the sound of the growing flames as they crackle. The crisp winter wind drifts through the trees, rattling their bare branches and sending the remaining leaves clinging to them, falling to the ground and brightening it up. The cold doesn't bother me like it should. I'm different from most people, and my dad always blamed it on the storm that broke the day my twin brother Hudson and I were born. I've often found great solace in the dark, using the quiet, serene nighttime to my advantage to sift through the commotion thundering inside my head. The only thing that would make i

Vienna’s friend Hannah and Brooke join us in the bathroom to get ready, and after a while, we’re all put together and prepared to head out. Vienna somehow talked Brooke into a skimpy outfit, too, and she looks incredible in a black sequined mini-skirt and silk spaghetti-strap top. Her hair is pulled up in a ponytail and she even agreed to swap her nerd glasses for contact lenses, which she hardly ever does. Boyd and Davis have been waiting ever-so-patiently for us girls to get all glammed up, and we wave them over and all head out.

She probably didn't even want the guys knowing. 'Tell Ron what?' We all looked up, freezing. Shit, how much did he hear?! 'Tell Ron what?!' He came over to us and demanded answers. 'It's about Harley'. I just decided to stay quiet and let the other guys do the talking, I could see the news that I knew something so serious and he didn't. Coming out of my mouth would make it all a lot worse for him to handle. 'What about Harley?' 'She told Alexander that she was abused growing up by her mum's boyfriend'. I closed my eyes and let out a long, silent, annoyed sigh. Why did he have to say my name?!

"Great. Just great" "Aren't you taking Harry and Diane's picture?" Ryan asked Harley to remind her, also to take her out of the sour mood she's still in. Harley smiled, quickly shaking off the bad spirit. "I'm taking them" She said, pulling out her phone from the back pocket of her jeans. She tapped on it. "Okayyyy....pose for the camera" She sang, her phone afront us. I rolled my eyes and she lowered the camera. "Harry!" She glared at me and I sighed.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

I say moving forward to hug Lily tight. As we wrap up Luna business that she had to share with me, she heads out to complete some to do lists before she leaves us. Between Colby leaving and Lily getting ready to leave, I am feeling a little overwhelmed with sadness. Needing to shake it off, I decide to take Shelby and go for a run along our borders to patrol with our warriors.

Arya walks sadly towards the stairs to go to her room, but Ayden's voice stops her. “Your name is Arya Harley, your parents are Jeffrey and Mirella Harley, you were born in Omaha twenty-two years ago on August 12, 1999. You have a brother who goes by Jeff. You study medicine, and you are one of the best in your class, you have always excelled in your academic grades and that is why you got a scholarship, but your brother stole it because he is a mobster. Your mother has cancer and is sick at heart, your father is a gambler, and you have taken care of your mother for these past four years.” The young woman gasps as she hears this. He feels proud, for he has done his homework well.

She pulled the seat in front of the table and sat down opposite Lily. "Do you come here often? I have never seen you here before?" the woman asked. "Do you happen to know every single person who visits this shop?" Lilly asked nonchalantly. The woman removed the scarf revealing a very beautiful face. Long lashes, and dark brown curly hair which was tied up in a bun. She smiled at Lily's response. "I am Brenda. I am well known here. who are you?" Brenda said. Lily stared at her for 20 seconds before responding, "I am Lily, Lily Shawn."