Harley Quinn And Poison Ivy Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"O- Okay. I won't. Not unless he hurts someone." "Thank you. Now go get ready." "I will." Kiara agreed, slipping out of the room vastly. With a sigh of relief, Harley returned to her own preparations and frowned as a new idea crossed her mind. Going back to the closet, she dug through it until she found an old, baggy black hoodie and then she took it out, and tucked it away into her bag. Perhaps Mason had already tried it before, but it would be worth the shot if it meant being able to cover his vampirism a little better and slightly diminish his chances of being discovered.

I have limited time so I need more effective results and if this little crying emotional trick is going to yield me the needed result, then I wouldn’t mind doing it. “Is this a joke!? Ivy wants to take your place in Asher's life after knowing that he is your mate!? That stupid girl!” She growls and jerks her head . Veins pop out on her forehead and her hands as he clenches her fist. I think I am getting the desired result. It is now time to add wood to the already burning flames.

She knew these people all too well; they could make her disappear—hell, they could make anyone disappear, just like they did Nasty. It was an untold truth that Nasty got messed up in some business she shouldn’t have, so she was taken out. They had told all the girls that Nasty found love and got married, but it was a lie from the pit of hell. Now Ivy comes to replace Nasty. Ivy! Where is she? I hope they don’t hurt her. “Cindy, here. This will flush your system out and rid you of any unwanted stuff he might have put in you.”

she says. I signal for Tracy to come, and she does. “Sup?” she asks. “Ivy wants you to use your illusion on her,” I say. “My pleasure,” Tracy looks at her with intent focus. “I see nothing,” Ivy says. “How is that even possible?” Tracy asks. “It's the truth,” “Wait, let me use my mind compulsion,” I say, and Ivy turns to look at me. I want her to think she adores vampires, but she looks at me like when you start, let me know.

Ivy laughed and patted her arm. “Yeah, that was a disaster! You were in desperate need of a rescue,” Ivy said, and both girls laughed. “Poor Addison. Sometimes I think Maddox is never going to grow up.,” Ivy said as she watched Addison drag her mate across the yard while scolding him. “Do you ever think about your mate?” Azalea asked, her eyes scanning the crowd, trying to see if her mate was there. Ivy's stomach fluttered, and her mind immediately went to Vivian. She turned her head, and her eyes moved through the crowd until she spotted Vivian leaning against a tree with her fangs sunk into a blood bag. Their eyes met, and her heart beat faster.

“Now I have to perceive his scent everywhere? I don't think I'll survive this madness. I love grandma, but I just can't do this. If it was even a man sensible enough to not serve himself on a platter of poison, then maybe I could endure. But that one isn't smart, yet extremely arrogant. And for the love of God why is his scent so intoxicating? As if he's standing right next to me. Or behind me. Right, grey wall?” The room became quiet. Not in the way it was when Vladimir initially left with Andrei. It was in a still way. As if being forced to be quiet. Ivy's heart dropped when she thought she caught the sound of a heartbeat. Slowly, she turned around, coming face to face with Vladimir again.

Right now, they back at home, Ivy was trying out the dresses she bought on the day she had seen Chris in the car, while Chris was grading the dresses. "What do you think?" "I think you are starting to get me hot and bothered." Ivy leaned forward towards him, a smile stretching across her lips, her right thigh making it out of the slit of her dress, as she knelt on the bed in-between his open legs. "What happened to all the numbers you were giving before?" She whispered in his ear, while tracing something invisible. When she moved away from his ear and looked at his face, his eyes were glowing red. Was he going to feed from her again?

I asked, moving over to her to examine her possible injury. “I hurt myself trying to climb out the window.” She replied, wincing as I pulled her knee up to get a closer look. “Need I, even ask, what on earth possessed you to consider climbing out the window, after I clearly asked you to stay put.” I sighed, noticing a bruise forming on her ankle. “I don't do well in enclosed spaces.” Ivy mumbled, and I listened intently to her, “I hate the feeling of not being able to get out. I called for you but you didn't hear me, so I tried to find a way out.”

Chapter 18 Ivy’s POV I didn’t know what came over me. I swear to God, I hated this man. I hated him,.loathed every breath he took and every arrogant word that came from behind that damned mask. But last night... something shifted. It was still me who reached out to catch him when he stumbled. Still me who ran to his side when he looked like he had lost every last bit of hope and was going to throw himself into the water. So why..why in the holy name of the Moon Goddess, was I now lying under the duvet completely naked, whispering in my mind, “Come touch me… Come take me…”?

Tesla belonged here—with me. “He’s desperate,” I said, half to myself. “He wants to prove something.” “Alpha,” one of the guards interjected cautiously. “There’s something else.” I turned to him, my patience wearing thin. “What now?” “We used poison ivy on him,” he admitted, his voice hesitant. “The kind that weakens an Alpha’s healing. It might kill him.” I smirked, the pieces falling into place. “That’s good. If the poison does its job, Kael will be out of the picture permanently. And if not…” I trailed off, considering the possibilities.