Harley & Joker Novels & Stories

Bruce says. Jess squeezes my hand, then lets go and steps forward. I’ve seen this play out so many times, but it’s different this time. It’s my best friend. Bruce takes her hand in his. “Jessica, our pack honors your kind heart and gentle nature,” he says. “Your mate will be the man whose kindness is equal to your own—Harley, son of Peter.” A smile breaks across Jess’s face as Harley steps forward to meet her. I’m happy too. Harley is a great match for my tender-hearted friend. He’s a total sweetheart. But he isn’t someone I would have wanted for myself.

Harley could tell that her father was up to something by trying to get Hero and Jules to work together. "I pray he agrees, I can't wait for the next scene in the adventure of Lord grumpy and the beautiful stepmom," Harley pondered, a mischievous smile playing at the corner of her lips. Harris caught glimpse of the mischievous smile on his sister's lips and knew she was up to something. "I wonder what chubby is up to by supporting dad," he pondered, deciding to play along. He also couldn't wait to see the drama that will unfold once Hero and Jules started working together.

According to Jada, his grief ran deep. Harley had sacrificed herself to save Brick during the battle. There had been too many warriors. One breached the perimeter they created and was creeping up on him. The guy was a powerful water elemental, who had crafted twin blades of pure ice. Harley didn’t think twice before launching herself in between the two of them. According to Brick, she had lost her mate when she was very young. Much like Nox and me, they were childhood best friends. The one solace we had was that they were now together again.

I nod in the affirmative, and walk slowly to Killer who put his hands around my waist, grounding me in the now. He did the same when we first left Kanla, it is like he senses when I am going to clock out. Killer keeps it from happening. “Get her, where's Bull?” “Climbing down the ladder. See you in three,” Bulls voice can be heard from our ear pieces. Winner goes to Harley and lifts her up and swings her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. It should feel good that we got her but I don't feel shit. “Can we ride later.” I lift my head up to Killer as his crunched up face is glaring at Harley's unconscious form.

She too had werewolf blood and something of a golden transformation whenever she was in the light of the full moon. For Brick there was never a dull moment for him when he'd been with his gang, whether they hit up an unsuspecting town or pulled into the woods for a bond fire and good times, it was a treat to be out and about among them. He lead the gang out of the parking lot, taking his rightful position as leader and President of Howler M.C. on the back of a black and silver Harley letting the smoke from his exhaust fill the lot before taking off down the highway. Rooster and Gunther followed in their respective positions as they all managed to ride in formation when leaving the motel park

He walked to me and put his hand on the small of my back, “This is Harley.” Jace’s eyes widened, “You mean this is THE Harley?”

Harley had met Johnny a few weeks prior at a nightclub where he had been working his first task for King Ricardo, they had hit it off right away, bonding over their love of motorcycles and their disdain for those in power who tried to keep them down, Johnny had promised to help if he could, but he was a police officer, and he had to be careful because he didn't know Harley deeply, Harley didn't care, she knew she needed to do everything in her power to protect the shipment and make sure it arrived on time, So, he took a chance and sent a message to Johnny, asking for his help, Harley lied that just a consignment of pharmaceutical drugs, she didn't go deep what exactly the consignment consist

I just smile at him rolling my eyes while wandering around scanning the rails of various costumes. After about ten minutes of aimlessly hunting Landon appeared before me with a satisfied grin upon his face, looking at me while holding his hands behind his back. "What?" I ask curiously "Ok so don't hit me.. but I think I may have found the perfect costumes" he grins wider sounding hopeful and a little nervous "Costumes?" I raise a brow at him He shuffles uncomfortably on the spot before pulling out two costumes from behind his back. The joker and Harley Quinn, couples costumes!

Neil laughed from the front seat, clearly amused by the conversation. I thanked Jeremy and ended the call. Harley looked up at me. “I hope they don’t even get a chance to call you. I want to see the look on that asshole Beta’s face when he realizes I am a wolf.” She seethed, her wolf combining with her own voice. While Harley had been forthcoming with what had happened with the Beta, it seemed like there was a bit more that I had not been told. However, now was not the time for that type of conversation.

“Says the man who came here to kill her and is promising to hand her over to his murderous brother.” “Charlie may find her now. In fact, it won’t be long before he finds her like I did, and he won’t hesitate to kill her. As soon as Max told me there was a woman commanding a full moon wolf to stop, and he listened, I knew we had a Wolf Rider on our hands. Now you have to pick—would you take a chance with Jezebel’s life here now, or would you take it with me. I may be able to help her.” “How?”