روايات وقصص ضمن Harley Quinn Harley Quinn Harley Quinn

“Kill the Luna,” Harlow says. The rifles rise. Draven moves before I breathe, slamming into me, taking us both to the dirt. Bullets rip the air where my head was. “Duskbane,” Harlow shouts. “Stand down or she dies.” Draven’s body covers mine, his claws in the earth, growling. “You agreed to terms,” he snarls. “Terms changed,” Harlow says. “New intel. She’s not just Luna, she’s the Hollow Queen. The witch’s heir. We don’t negotiate with blood magic.”

I believed she was weak, breakable, and easy to discard. But now? Now she was connected to the Harrisons. Now she had leverage. Now she had a name that carried weight—Harrison. That name burned in my thoughts. FreyaHarrison. The missing daughter. The golden child. The key to power Malum had been chasing for years. Freya didn’t even know it yet—not fully. And that ignorance was the only reason she was still breathing comfortably, still smiling hopefully at Malum like a fool who believed affection meant safety.

I asked out loud. " The truth," Cohen says. " That she is the Luna," Harley says. Yeah, I know but how do I do that? I feel like I'm falling behind my pack in every possible way that I look at it, I'm not ashamed of her at all but I'm still trying to get over the fact that they lost one Luna and I don't think we can handle losing another one, the guys must have seen the direction my mind was going because Harley say "Stop thinking that something going to happen to her, from what we saw today she is not weak in a shaped or form"

"So the rumors are true, you're back," Greka said. I rolled my eyes. " I am not 'back', I am Rain." "Ha-ha, hilarious," She pretended to laugh and then she glared at me. "But for real though, I missed you!" She pouts and I can't help but smile at her. If there's Harley quin and Cat woman, well there's also Rain and Greka. Greka is the Cat woman and I'm what they call 'Harley'. I am known for many names, but they know 'Rain' more.

She turns to walk away but comes face to face with Raphael. "Good morning Mum!" Raphael, greets. "Morning dear, " Mrs Wachukwu responds with a smile. "Morning Aunt!" Raphael says, while he looks from his aunt to Juliet who mouth a good morning to him, he replies with a nod and smile. "Morning, Raphael!" Aunty Stella responds. Meanwhile, Karis turns to him. "Hi, I'm Karis. Your maternal cousin!" Karis introduces herself with a smile. She brings her hands for a handshake, while he pulls her to a hug.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

Liam cleared his throat and turned the screen "Her name is Skyler Stander, word is she's a countess, bitten by the legendary Vlad Dracul himself back in the day" "That makes her what? The queen of England? The empress of Japan? What makes her special?" "She carries the same pro's and con's Vlad has, he made her into his image..." Liam gave Danté a smirk "She can't even die, maybe you should give this babe a slip Exavier" "You do refunds?" Danté asked squinting at him. "No" Liam said chuckling.

She had beautiful, sleek brown hair and big doe eyes the colour of deep green hazel, framed with thick, long lashes. She looked like me. “Blood of my blood,” the man whispered. It was barely audible. “My name is Arthur Chevalier. This was my daughter, Catherine—your mother.”

"You let our enemies walk free. You colluded with Elders who sought my head. You are the corruption." He bared his teeth. "Then kill me." Selene’s eyes darkened. Ryker reached for her arm, but she was already moving. In a blur, she stepped from the dais and descended. Power rippled through the hall with each step, her boots echoing like war drums on the stone. Harlan didn’t move. He raised his chin, defiant. Until Selene stopped before him. "You think this makes you strong," he spat. "No," she whispered. "This makes me Queen."