Harley Pjo Novels & Stories

Anna nodded at me. "Yeah, you're right. That man just fooled her, so I really feel sorry for our friend Chloe. She's depressed and heartbroken because of that. I'm gonna kick his ass if I saw him. That's not the only thing I can do to him, maybe I can even kill him!" Anna said with her two fists clenched. "Do you have a picture of that man?" I asked my friend Anna if she had a picture of him. She quickly answered me. "I have a picture of him. Just wait, I'll show his picture to you and you will know who's Dark Louiz Romero I'm referring to you," she said.

Standing in his left was the Exuberant Mage, Lalia, one tile away from his right was the Holy Priest Yahya, and one tile away from Yahya was Thomas. “In my dimension, these tiles are inside one board, called chess board. Let me give you the honor of knowing your enemy before carelessly attacking. I have the attribute belonging to the manipulator’s category but it isn’t really restricted to manipulation. To be exact it’s a contractual relationship I have forged.” Johann carefully stated while looking at hand which was currently constructing a magic circle. His voice was careful, too careful that it gave goosebumps to the wicked enemy. “Well, let me introduce myself to you again, I am Johannes

Harley muttered, pouting her mouth. Jules couldn't help but fall in love with the small child in front of her, although Mr. Harper had said she was seven years old, she looked more like a five-year-old, with chubby cheek, and pouted lips. She also didn't look like her father, so Jules figured that she might look like her mother. "I think you are very beautiful Harley, so you don't have to mind your brother's words," Jules spoke for the first time, making Harley's eyes lit up.

I actually have a masters degree in theatre arts and hear I am being asked to work as a common personal assistant and that too for a proud psychopath. “You need to calm down Jane. I know how you feel but then there is nothing you can do about it right now till we figure out a way around this” Harley says and places her hand in my arm. I wiggle my head and the scene of how he was whiffing smoke into my face and growling that I am his personal assistant is resounding in my ears. “Come with me so I’d give you the vodka he likes.” Harley rubs my arm while I fold my fist. I just want to unmold his face with this but I think it would happen some other time.

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.

Mac needed help as he couldn't track down all the technical leads by himself. So Viper reached out to a few of their other chapters to see if they could spare anyone to come help. One of them sent a 19 year old, who was very smart, and his dad was a member of the club. His name was Harley, and he was great at computers. He was a prospect himself, and also taking college classes.

The group of princesses behind me made a squeal as the young man sauntered out of the crowd into the clearing in the middle of the hall. “Deucalion,” I whispered, looking at the selected prince. I couldn’t see most of him from where I stood, but he had beautiful black hair just like Valerian just longer, reaching almost his waist. He wore a red jacket over a pair of red trousers. He caught my stare, and I instinctively turned back to the announcer. He pulled a parchment from the second box and having already been caught staring at the handsome prince, the thought of having the dance with him was no longer appealing.

He bent as though he was about to pick his brick up again. Charlie leaped to his feet and scrambled to safety without a single word. He was not going to take another beating! Now that this small fry had hightailed it from the field, Javier clapped the dirt off his hands and turned back to Harley. “Hey, you heard what I said?” The young man nodded. “Got it, man. I’ll never cower before that b*stard again!” Why would he cower again? He had the Bugatti-owning Javier behind his back! From now on, Harley would always fight back if that piece of trash ever thought he could bully him again. With Javier supporting him, there was nothing to fear!

Joan eyes widened in shock at the sight of what her daughter had become “Ha…Harley?” she called as she slowly tried to approach her, Harley charged out of the room and towards the kanima outside. She took over the fight, it was now her battling with the kanima as they both rolled around in the passage, and Harley was at full power. She pounced on the kanima with full strength and started clawing her neck with her talons, Joan looked into her eyes and her daughter wasn’t there but this monster. The kanima shrieked but Harley wasn’t bothered, it was like she was getting maximum satisfaction from the way the kanima bled

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.