Harley Quinn Arkham Asylum Novels & Stories

rushes Althea at such speed, Harley is surprised he can understand what is being said. “Diaz would be so mad though. I had a need to carve out my skin, Harley, you have no idea how badly. And a part of me knows that I would regret it once Diaz found out so I just kept thinking of ways I could hide it.” Her voice breaks in the middle, a sob shaking her small frame. . TBC

My gaze shot back up to his eyes. ~”This is mate..mmm…he smells amazing…oooh he’s so sexy!!”~ Arya purred in our mind. I inwardly shook my head. “Artemis.” I said hoarsely. He offered me a glass of water and I sipped it carefully. “Do you know where you are Artemis?” He asked. I loved hearing him say my name. I shook my head no to reply to his question. “You are in the Blue Blades Pack at the hospital.”

Suddenly the beeping stopped and Izzie glanced up to see Jake stood frozen in place. "Jake?" she asked with a frown, concerned for her friend, "Jake, are you alright?" "Look," he breathed, his voice barely audible. As instructed Izzie followed his gaze and was shocked by what she saw. The dark hair. The eyes like steel. That perfect face. Cassius Lockwood was five self-scans down from them, scanning through a couple of bottles of what looked like whiskey. Cassius. Fucking. Lockwood. Was in a supermarket.

’ I responded, a little uncertainly. ‘This is Ruth, Harley’s Mum. I am sorry to link, but I have heard a lot about you lately, and know you and Harley have spent some time together. So I thought I should let you know he is in the pack hospital. He has been attacked. He has some serious injuries and is currently in surgery.’ My heart feels like it is shattering at the link as the words she tells me sink in. ‘What happened?!’ I almost sob through the link, though I have a sinking feeling I may already know.

If she could get the right one, she could make Callan sleep deeply—without him realizing what she was about to do. Hazel slid out of bed, moving quietly through the halls. She hadn’t seen Benny, the old maid, around in a while. That was another thing that felt off. But she had no time to focus on that now. The healer’s hut stood at the edge of the pack house, its door closed but not locked, hazel Pushed it open gently Hazel hesitated. Then, she stepped inside. The air was stuffy with the scent of dried herbs. Wooden shelves lined the walls, filled with glass jars and powders.

I would like to introduced you guys to your biological mother and tell you what makes sure special and what will make you even more powerful and how you will be able to train and control your powers when you start to unlock more of your abilities, let’s start with the youngest Peyton let me introduce to you your mother the person who has watched over you all your life who has watched you suffer and struggle like she did when we was growing up because she didn’t have anyone willing to help her control her powers until she was your age and he saved he your mother is Artemis or Diana goddess of the Hunt, the Maiden, your draw and harness your energy from her and during the wax moon your repres

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

she said quietly. The address led us to a psychiatric hospital in the city’s outskirts. The place looked more like a mausoleum than a clinic — white walls, lifeless air. They took us down a long hallway until we reached a small room. He sat there. The doctor. Or what was left of him. His eyes were vacant, but there was something behind them — amusement, almost cruelty. I rushed forward before I could stop myself, grabbing his collar. “What did you do to our mother twenty-six years ago? Where is our sister?”

Caelith sat low in the backseat, her fingers dug tightly into the fabric of her canvas bag, her breath coming in shallow, ragged gaps as the dark facades of the financial monoliths blurred past the cracked windows. Behind them, the low, mechanical hum of Zara’s motorcycle provided a steady, protective boundary, her headlight cutting through the exhaust fumes like a beacon. Zara had put a brief call across to someone the moment they cleared the immediate perimeter of the alleyway, her voice clipped and entirely unyielding as she rattled off an encrypted set of coordinates. By the time Elias pulled the dented vehicle into the underground parking structure of a towering, faded corporate long-st

Harvey swiftly approached and pushed her back onto the bed, tying her up tightly with the necktie in a swift and precise manner. "Don't dream of running away from me. Look, I have something that will make you more comfortable. Relax, I'll be gentle with you, I won't hurt you even a bit," Harvey said, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. Harvey took out a small vial of medicine, shaking it in front of Quinn. "What is this?" "Female aphrodisiac," Harvey replied decisively, not hiding anything. Quinn was horrified, and her heart pounded as she looked at Harvey in fear.