Harley Quinn Black Hair Novels & Stories

"I am Halo. I am Kwen's wolf. I am the daughter of a Missy Moore, a human. I am the daughter of Brandon Blackwolf, an alpha. Edward Gaines, you've accused me of not being of my father's lineage, yet you blatantly ignored the obvious. My hair, the one thing that sets me apart from everyone else. I have the mark of the Goddess Chosen. A mark you've tried to ignore. My grandmother, Tori Blackwolf, comes from a long line of Chosens. Did you think I dyed my hair this color? I was born with it." Gasp rang out throughout the room. I kept my cold gaze on Gaines. He seemed shocked by my appearance, but he quickly schooled it. "You were born with silver hair? Impossible! No one has ever been born with

"I'm beginning to think that you are a lesbian" "Bella just leave__". "Good morning class". I looked up to see I was interrupted by Harley Worth, remember her? The girl who almost ran me over. She sat on the teacher desk facing us. "Whats Harley Quinn up to?". Bella whispered. I snickered at that name. Harlequin. I don't blame Bella for calling Harley that because its true. Harley Worth is the perfect definition of hot, cool, sexy and crazy. She has outrageously shining glossy blonde which she dyed pink last summer.

Once she'd finished, headed over to the closet and pulled out the remaining clothes; two pairs of black leggings, three tops and a grey hoodie. "Harley…" A female voice from the front room of the apartment called. Harley's head snapped up, and she turned to Mason. He reached out, taking her hand into his and giving it a gentle squeeze. She opened her mouth, but didn't get the chance to speak as Kiara appeared in the doorway. The first thing Harley noticed was how different she looked compared to when she'd last seen her step-sister; Kiara's usually chestnut brown hair looked at least two shades lighter, almost blonde, and her fair skin had regained its colour. She looked healthy.

And now, there was another news that could either bring glory or tragedy to the city. I glanced at Miss Morelli… or should I begin calling her princess Alena now? Or maybe the ex-Hunter Queen? Damn it. I’m not sure how to address her anymore. No one could guess that she was princess Alena because of the color of her hair. Prince Alexis inherited his black hair from his mother while princess Alena’s hair was silver just like her father. Miss Morelli, on the other hand, had black hair at the moment. When they were babies, their blood scent screamed their royal status. They had the most fragrant blood scent out of all Vampires, especially the princess who was born stronger and more powerful tha

he said. Hazel decided not to brood over his statement for now. But as she stared at him, she grew even more curious. "So, you're really a black blood" she breathed and he shrugged. "It's as obvious as it gets" he responded and Hazel tilted her head slightly, noticing the color of his hair. "Did you dye your hair or is it naturally that way?" She asked, referring to his shoulder length black and red hair. "It's not dyed" "Really? Do you have nine lives?" She asked and he blinked.

She rolls her eyes dramatically at the two men and steer me towards the stairs. "What was that all about?" I ask with a chuckle when we're out of earshot of them. "Ugh! Harry is just always trying to ruffle up my feathers." She hooks her arm through mine. "Do I really look like a goth, though?" Heleni is stunning if you ask me, she has dark long hair with wide, almond-shaped eyes and the cutest rosebud mouth. She's slightly muscular, but not too much, and even though she's wearing all black, it comes across more warrior than goth.

I had to be smart… and being smart meant not being a troublemaker… and that meant staying alive, doing exactly what they wanted. ‘Remove her gag’. Someone, the same man possibly, ordered and within seconds, it was pulled from my mouth. My lips were dry, the cloth that was gagging me had soaked up all the moisture in them, but I ignored the sting for now. ‘Who are you?’ ‘I-I... I’m Harley. My name is Harley’. ‘Harley what?!’ ‘Harley Carter’. There was silence for a minute while they spoke in their own language again. Even though I didn’t understand a word, I heard them say Ron’s name.