Harley & Joker Novels & Stories

There’s no way he asked our father’s permission and he sure as hell didn’t ask for mine. A roar rips through my lungs, through my soul and I lunge forward. It takes three large strides to meet him and as if he’s ready, he immediately steps to the side. I anticipate his move, and shove my palms into his shoulders. He throws his hands up. “Don’t!! Don’t hurt him Dex! We’re fated,” Jenny cries out, making me stop dead in my tracks. I stare into Harley’s eyes, but he gives nothing away. “Jenny! Ohh Goddess,” I hear, as my mother weeps. She likely knows nothing of Harley, of his past or his pack. But Jenny is her favorite, everyone knows it.

Jemma nodded. ‘Yes, Officially Allan isn’t here so I can say the group up words, We need you, Harley, to lure those guys one by one somewhere where the others-’ She pointed to the small group of remaining ‘’new’’ SS members were sat, ‘-can get them, take them and dispose of them’.

Harley twirls back too and then he appears from a dark passage into the bright light of the room. He is wearing joggers and a black shirt with a cigarette in his hand. His head is down and when he is close enough, he looks up. "Good day to you too, Mr. Monteiro. It is so nice to finally meet you, I have heard a lot about you from my husband", Harley mutters with excitement. If I am not the master of this game, I won't think this isn't real and she is just acting the role she has been given. Xavier's gaze falls on her and his countenance changes instantly into that of rage.

I complimented. Her pink lips moistened with a shiny lipstick spread apart into a big smile. "But I'm not the one getting all the stares" I looked around and grasped the way some guys stared lustily at me. "Harry's gonna kill them all" Harley remarked with a wicked but playful glint in her blue eye then she turned. As Harley walked away, I glanced back at Harry. He was standing with Ryan and some other celebrities. He looked like a gentleman, and at the same time, he looked like someone that could kill if you stepped on his toes, but deep down I know he wouldn't hurt a fly intentionally.

“No one was hurt.” Relief was instant. “Good.” “She has no right to be near him,” Harley repeated. “You don’t know their history.” Joy wasn’t surprised that Harley was about to tell the others about her past with Moon. He had warned her he’d do anything to get her away from Moon. Harley was a man of his word. “We’re aware of their history.” Justice dismissed it with a wave of his hand as he studied Joy. “I’m more concerned that you risked your life without consulting us first.”

He continued to walk further into the cave, which widened as he progressed. Along with it, Tom saw more members of Three Poisons Hall. He realized that it might be difficult to escape unscathed this time. After walking less than a hundred steps forward, Tom saw a bonfire with dozens of Three Poisons Hall members standing by it. A skinny man stood in the center. He was none other than Harley, the top mentee of Jethro. Harley appeared devoid of vitality as well. Seeing him, even Tom felt a bit startled. It was the first time he had seen someone like this.

He added, causing me to squint my eyes at them both. "I promise, I won't," Clara said, kissed him on his forehead, and left. "Be quick Joker," I grinned, hoping she would hurry up so she wouldn't break my son's heart again. It didn't take too long and she was back, Will remained in my arms as I said to her, "Joker, you are back," I wanted to make a joke of her although my eyes were fixed on the TV. "Harley, I think you are mistaken, I am not Joker," she said looking at me cheerfully.

Leonardo suddenly became my weakness. Can you even imagine? I have never felt the urge to die for someone but I now deeply feel it. I would risk my life for him but I would never say it out loud because this isn't the Joker and Harley. Where the Joker will hand Harley a gun so she could blow her brains out so she could prove it to him. Then that would be really toxic and I don't like toxic relationships. In the early relationship, I did feel like Leornado and I were in this kind of relationship.

All with crossing lines—except one: Harley’s face. “The last knight on the board. But the only one who can kill the king,” Hideko grinned. — Harley stood silently. His mind drifted, replaying moments with Jonathan spinning in his head like an endless movie. “You’re not a hero. But you once saved me… in your own way,” Harley said softly, with a melancholy tone. “I will finish this. For Edgar. For Jonathan. And… for myself. Too many victims have fallen because of me and all these problems.”

“I assume you won’t mind.” “No.” Harley stepped forward and hugged the other Species. “Not a damn bit. I’m glad you’re back.” Moon stared at Joy over his friend’s shoulder while he hugged him back. “Me too. I’ll be there soon. We have a lot to catch up on.” Joy barely noticed Harley’s departure, staring at the man she loved instead. Moon had obviously showered. He wore a black tank top and sweats. His dark gaze locked on her as he stepped inside then turned and spoke to the Species who accompanied him.