Harley Quinn Batman Arkham Asylum Novels & Stories

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.

“I’ll say. I heard the rumors, but I didn’t think they were true. Though there was no way my Harley bear would find his mate and not tell his gran about it.” Harley’s face reddened even more. His gran? “I’ve been meaning to come by, but I wasn’t really sure how to explain the situation,” Harley said sheepishly. “You mean the fact that she has multiple mates?” The woman said, a bit of amusement in her tone. “Is it true then? Is she the Moon Queen reincarnated?” Harley opened his mouth to say something but then he closed it, unsure of what to say exactly. I could tell he was uncomfortable with this topic, and I couldn’t blame him. It was about me and they were acting like I wasn’t even there.

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.”

“My wardrobe consists of a lot of black, so you should feel right at home.” ~~~~~ -ANNA- After a quick shower and finding Jynx a simple black t-shirt and skinny jeans she could wear, we made our way to the hospital to check on Harley. She was dehydrated from being taken Friday night by the bowlvarines, had a nasty black eye and a deep cut on her stomach, other than that, she was fine after the sedative worn off. We stayed for about an hour. She kept eyeing Jynx nervously like the demon was going to pounce on her. Jynx behaved pretty well, with the exception of when the hot doctor entered Harley’s room. Let’s just say, the hot doctor left blushing and quickly made his exit once he was through

The drinks are green, red, and black. I wear the DC character supervillain Harley Quinn costume with wigs because Bash did not agree to dye my hair while Bash wears a Daredevil costume with a masked horn head. “Shouldn’t you two wear at least a match costume?” Ryker asks. I think he’s Edward Cullen tonight with a thick foundation to look pale and red contact lens. “Ryker!” I launch myself to hug him. He laughs. “Easy there, Harley. Our last encounter wasn’t pleasant. You don’t wanna make this party a real Halloween, do you?”

I wasn't supposed to hear her voice in my head in the bathroom. After the bathroom business and changing into a casual black sweatpants and black tee, I jogged to the living room where Harley sitted on one of the couch, her laptop on the seat, her phone in her right hand, a bottle of yoghurt in the second hand and her eyes glued to the TV. "Is Henry not back yet?" I asked, getting Harley's attention for a split second. "You know he is" She drank from the bottle of yoghurt "He's in his room, probably watching p**n"

Maybe Pamela was the love-child of Batman and Cat woman. Before you think that's comic fanboy talk, recall what my life was like at that moment. Tests ensued. The staff decided that Havenstone employed a bunch of quacks and snake charmers. Two hours later, they found out they were wrong. Larger battery of tests – same results. I was the second coming of Christ – back from the dead...or a zombie living in a convincing state of denial. Some folks wouldn't let that go.

"Dang it." I look at Shaylee, and she looks at me, shaking her head. "Alright, 'Her Dark Knight' it is. Now we need to figure out what the play will be about," Shaylee says. And once again, Andrew surprises us. "It should be about a wolf who tries to resist his feelings for a human he's imprinted on, but the more time he spends with her, the stronger the pull becomes."

I have to deal with this also as if I don't have enough on my plate right now, Ammy Watson is the very first wolf Assassin; she was exceptional at her training and was the very first wolf sent on a mission; she had the number one branded in all her stuff. She went on numerous missions before I was ever ready to join her in the fields. We slowly became close, since I was the second wolf assassin. I think that made us a little closer. But then she one day went rogue; it was over a man, I guess. The organization filled us in on everything. I tried to make her come back to the organization, but she wouldn't fucking listen.

" The *Sapphire-eyed bat had folded his wings and tucked in his fangs and claws. He had changed his body into a charming naked human figure in front of Anindira. Anindira shuddered at the sight of the three of them. Halvir was also *Sapphire ranked, but the Bat in front of Anindira was now much more stable. His eyes were extremely bright and clear, not to mention that there were two *Amethysts behind him. Gavriel lay in a critical state, his eyes vacant, he was on the verge of death, fighting to live. ''Get away from me, you bastard!'' Anindira's eyes widened when Batman lifted her chin, trying to lift her from hugging Gavriel's body, but, was immediately pushed aside by Anindira.