Harley Quinn Arkham Asylum Novels & Stories

I sigh, running my hand through my hair. "Can I see Grayson, please?" Malik looks stunned for a moment. "Right. Ah, he's in the Vengeance Pack right now. I'll let him know you're back." Finally, I follow Malik inside, who still is asking me relentless questions about where I've been the past five days. Honestly all I want to do is collapse my weak body into a bed, but I supplied Malik with the basics of my kidnapping. I left out details of the strange Huntsman named Cal from a Pack unknown. He told me to keep a secret, and at this time, I'm not jumping on the idea of selling him out. I mean, he's proved how good he is with a bow and arrow...

He made sure to put them asleep, and guarded the door, not allowing anyone to pass through. The pack doctor quickly attended Swift trying to wash out his stomach. But Swift wasn’t responding. And at this time even Alpha was helpless because he could heal any wound but couldn’t attend to poison. Trist made sure that the Maid was arrested before she could even blink and was put in the dungeons hidden in the basement. Tied. And unconscious. "What’s the condition of Luna"? Blaze almost roared as the Doctor came out of the emergency room. He had his head hung. "We are not able to do anything Alpha. He isn’t responding to any treatment. His body is working fine. And that’s what’s surprising me. Th

Seeing yellowish stains on it made my heart pump harder. “A-alice. I-I didn’t…” I need to see how bad the acid potion I made got her. There may still be a chance to heal her. “Don’t touch me!” Her loud wailing went on. “Just let me see it. I may have still had the chance to heal you…” I was miserably consumed by guilt as I carefully placed her trembling hands down. Half of her face was burnt, deforming her features. “Now, may not be the best time, A—”

On her wrists and ankles were chains coated in wolfsbane. She screamed in agony as they burnt her skin. “I’m 10x stronger than you. Cut the bullshit shit and tell me how you knew Eve’s mum was having an affair.” All Harley did was spit on her shoe in response. “I see you’re not ready. When you are ready, call my name.” Harley thrashed against the shackles but they just burnt her skin more by the minute. Amanda walked out whistling and snapped a finger, a tape appearing and sealing Harley’s mouth shut.

Mason grunted, roughly pushing him forward after giving him a glimmer necklace. Mason yanked open the door, his face dropping," should you really be here?" "Fuck off you old prick," Quinn's unmistakable voice thundered over Mason's. He shoved his way into the house and slammed the door behind him when the wolves scurried out. "You really shouldn't be here Quinn," Harley sighed. He quickly bandaged the wound and spun around right as the lycan approached us. "I don't take orders from little rats like you," Quinn snapped.

Portable weight stations and scales are stored against the door, blocking my path, so I push them out of the way. Then I stay close to the back wall in the shadows and make my way toward their voices. It was dim inside the warehouse, except for the stray rays coming through the roof and the glow of an old metal barrel Steve had burning. Zeek turns on our night vision as we get closer. When I get a good look at the scene, my insides turn to acid, and the blood coursing through my veins feels like molten lead. Steve handcuffs Harley and then chains the cuffs to a hoist in the ceiling above her head. He picks up the control box, which looks like he'd duct-taped together, and lifts her off the c

I understand what he was trying to say, but how do I explain the panic in my head at the fact that Hazel was in the custody of the rogue werewolves and they wouldn't think twice before harming her and Ashe too? No matter what happens, No matter the cost, I will save her and bring her back to where she is meant to be. Right next to me Third person POV A bit far away from Draven and the rest of his crew, in the middle of the old abandoned woods, there's an old abandoned hospital known to have scary spirits of those who have died trapped inside, unable to move onto the next life or receive redemption. There inside, Hazel was tied up to a chair, and other werewolves with masks surrounded her. Ha

She said, and I stared in shock. “You read my thoughts again," I scolded Susan, and she gave me an apologetic look. But this news was still a surprise to me; this must be the reason I haven't felt any mate bond with Burke since he had been feeling the mate bond. Harley must have drugged the orange Juice unknowingly to Ava because I remember Ava was the one who presented the drugs to me. “Hope Harley was taken to the north Turret, she deserves to die without concentration in her burial," I said angrily.

Isadora: Accult History was held in the east wing of Ashwyck, buried in a stone hall with Gothic windows that spilled grey light over long oak desks. The room smelled like ink, iron, and old secrets. It reminded me of a tomb that still remembered the warmth of those buried in it. Appropriate, I supposed, for a class about the first interspecies wars and the Blood Accord that birthed the High Table. I took a seat at the back. Last row, far corner. My spine pressed against the cold wall, notebook open, pen poised. I hadn’t spoken to anyone since lunch. Loralie had gone off to Divination. I had walked here alone, footsteps echoing.

It's Steven now. Steven saw the commotion and checked what's happening and saw Owen being harassed by this girl. "If Owen likes Leon, how come that he's my.. " I'm the one who chase after Owen, why are you harassing him? I told you that I like you as my younger sister what's wrong with that?" Leon voice stopped all the the people surrounding them from murmuring. "You.." Angelica started to look pale. She didn't expect that Leon will show up. She heard that he was sent to the clinic because of his serious injury during playing basketball. But why is he here now?