Romans & histoires Harley Quinzel

she sat at the back of the limousine and Alexis joined her. ***************** They stopped at a big organization, made with glass and STARFORCE was boldly written on it. that alighted from the limousine and the reporters began to murmur. ** wow she look so beautiful ** finally the summers now have a female dancer and vocalist among them. ** woah!! dream look so hot as ever, our forever best rapper. ** Alexis and branny you look super handsome, love you our main vocalist" the reporters and crazy fans kept screaming. " Their screaming are really annoying" Nicki muttered walking into the main building

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

Harley later went away after letting her know that she will be going to the hospital ****** T b

I feel myself smiling, she looks positively dangerous. Kevin’s in trouble. Harley’s eyes land on me, like she’s known where I was in the crowd this entire time. I see the corner of her lips curl up just a bit before she walks up into the cage. The door is locked behind them. I look at Kevin; he’s ready. No more smiles and goofing off. My gut turns to knots at the thought of my beautiful Harley getting knocked about by some douchebag kid. I remind myself she’s a former National Champion, but it does little to nothing to make me feel better.

Even though he had given me ‘The Talk’ when we were eleven about never even thinking about hurting her or he’d use the sword given by his grandfather, I was grinning from ear to ear when he shook my hand and told me to take care of her. Halloween passed with me and Kiara as Joker and Harley Quinn because she adored both of them and I agreed mainly because of two reasons: a) who doesn't love Harley Quinn?; b) I wanted to see Kiara in black mini shorts with fishnet stockings and a tight white tank top. It was needless to say that we left the party early and had mind-blowing roleplay sex.

"I will be in touch, Ian, if I decide to take the case." After disconnecting the line, I wait with bated breath for the fax to complete. The first page is a current picture; Zeek pushes through my eyes to get a better look. Harley has always been beautiful to us. Now, as a full-grown woman, she is breathtaking. The next page is her bio. Harley Steel is now Harvey Gibson. I'm impressed; Harley has made a name for herself. The Santa Monica Police Department values Detective Gibson. Well, well, imagine that. My wolf seems to be infatuated with my many employers' worst nemesis, and on occasion, mine too.

Bloody Hell! "Harley..." I stretch a hand to grab her wrist to pull her back but she is already out and slams the door shut. "Blondie! Get back here." She ignores me as she walks towards the person lying on the road. I hold my head between my hands, clutching my hair in frustration. Harley Powers, known her entire life for being the mean girl — killed by an untimely change of heart.

"You don't want to be around me now, trust me…" "But you- you're bleeding." The girl pointed out, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can help, what's your name? My name is Celeste, I just came from my mother's funeral but… I don't know, you seem like you need help." "No, I'm fine." Harley shook her head, unsure of why she'd approached the girl in the first place. "Please… Just go, I'm not the person you want to be around right now."

That’s after another rude man had splashe rain water on my dress and on top of it didn’t even apologize to me even after he looked at me. Harley is a sweet soul and cheerful apart from her liking to sing always and with high tone. when I say sing, I don’t mean correctly, I call her Queen of the Off keys. I had left my car where I was attacked because I didn’t want to bring anything about Liam to my new life. And one thing again, I couldn’t stop thinking about that Silver wolf and for one reason, I kept his fur with me. I don’t know why though,but I did.