Harley Bronwyn Novels & Stories

That was the moment when it finally sank in—my soul had truly come back to life. I kept myself updated with the aftermath of that press conference. The online community back home was in an uproar, too. "Most Heinous Conwomen Ever! Complete Record of Two Sisters' Kidneygate Scheme!" "Sutton Corporation Stock Nosedives, Company Facing Delisting Risk." "Insider Report—Naomi Sutton's Condition Worsens, Multiple Hospitals Refuse Admission." "Zoey Rivers' Scandalous Past Exposed!" Every headline was a knife that peeled off the two women's facades, revealing the ugliness of their true colors.

That’s all that’s in his head. “Oh, sorry, please come in.” Mrs Smith called in a beautiful and gorgeous red-haired girl to the class, she’s tall like a model and has the stunning look of an Angel. “Ohhh she’s cute.” My wolf complimented this girl, he never does that, not even once, not even Ainsley, so what makes her different? “Everyone, this is Justin Reyes, she just transferred here. I expect everyone to be welcoming and nice to her. Kingsley, stay away from her.”

Lucas appeared before him. “You may have won today but I will be back for you...” “Worry about your life first...Hold him!” he commanded. “What? you can’t do that, you bastard!” Harold screamed as the men charged towards him. “Let me remind you Harold, you broke a rule...rules actually. You forgot so quick the day you lost to me, you were banished from the coven’s meetings...Now you break that order and plot with Matteo Rodriguez to go against my orders...”

I am the eldest son of an Alpha and a breeder, a strong one, so my father pushed me harder to use a breeder, but I had hoped for my mate. The batch from North America didn't interest me nor did the batch from the South. The current batch is from Central America and so far held no interest for me either until she came out. Many of us higher ups sat up when she came out in her pale blue dress. She stood up on the podium and above her on the flat screen, came her statistics. ALPHA ONLY PRIME BREEDER NAME: KATE MARIE PAYNE AGE: 16 HAIR: BLONDE EYES: SILVER GREY

And her makeup and all, as usual perfect, she curled her hair to her right and she looked so beautiful. " Pamela Hutchkins, how are you?" I asked as we walked closer to each other. " I am okay" she answered and smiled at me. " What exactly are you doing here?" she was supposed to be in Rome. " Well, I came back yesterday, to show you support, you know an invite was sent to me right?" Oh yeah. She was on the guest list. " Ohh, thank you so much Pamela" I said and she laughed a little. " The Fabrics are beautiful, you guys really out did yourself you know" She complimented. " It was all Brandon, which collection did you like most?" I asked again. " Well to be honest, I guess, Faryah" She said

xandra whispered to branny and he also nodded. " how I wish dream could get along with her just like alexis, I would be grateful, cause his coldness is driving me crazy, I feel like punching that coldness and arrogance outta him"branny said gritting his teeth and xandra laughed making Nicki and Alexis turned to them........ NEXT DAY it was the day of the modeling, and Nicki was forced to dress like a girl that she is. she wasn't going to accept at first but got no option, so she agreed even when she feel really uncomfortable in the mini skirt and crop top she was putting on.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

The low hum of chaos surrounded us, healers barking orders, someone rushing to sterilize tools, the crackle of the radio as a runner confirmed patrols had been sent out. “I am not going to allow her to break you and Damon apart. She already tried that once.” I said, glaring at her. Sienna drew in a shaky breath, but she stayed where she was. Her spine was straight. Her chin was lifted. A Luna. She wouldn’t crumble. Not here. “And I am not going to allow that to happen. She needs help and that is why she is here.” She said sternly.

I heard Harley's voice, and I gazed at the counter, towards her. Then I led Blake over to her and smiled as I replied, "What's up, Harley?" "Nothing. Just wanted to say, 'Hi." Harley said almost in a whisper. With a weak smile on her lips, she stared at Blake and mumbled, "Hey. You must be our leader's daughter… Blake, right?" For a moment, Blake nervously glanced at me before looking back at Harley and said, "Mmm… Hi, and yes." "You are really pretty," Harley whispered, sounding a bit sad as she avoided my gaze.

Six months have passed since Harley left PTV, Ron and her love, Alexander, now she's just trying to move on, but putting the traumatic event that took place in California behind her, is easier said than done. She hasn't had any contact with anyone in the SS since she left, knowing it would have just made 'Moving On' harder, but one evening, she receives an email… from Jemma, begging her to return to PTV and help her and the girls get their outlaws out of Prison.