Harley Quinzel Novels & Stories

She is being a kid and I can see the changes in her every day that she is with me. But I couldn’t help but look at the woman sitting with pens in her hair typing away on her laptop. Harmony, the daughter of the infamous assassin, Rebel Moretti-Jackson. Daughter of Angel Moretti and Ryder Savage Jackson. Those names hold a lot of weight in both the world of the MC and the Mafia.

She mentioned her admiration for the area's beauty and how it had given her some ideas for their gardens at home. Then, my mother told me about the Alpha's daughter, Tori, and how much she admired her. Tori was a descendant of the Zahara bloodline and a true healer like her grandmother. My mother was taken with her and wanted me to meet her. I was surprised to hear she was the same healer supposed to come to Hidden Valley to heal me. She had been missing for seventeen years, and the Alpha had only recently reunited with her.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

Harley turned to face Jack, curiosity dancing in her eyes. "So, you're the new guy?" "Yes, my name is Jack Napier," he said, his smile softening the sharp lines of his face. "My name is Harleen Quinn, but my friends call me Harley," she replied, extending a hand. Her friend now stood beside her, tapping her foot impatiently. "Harley, we've got to go." Her friend pointed toward the old metal clock mounted in the stairwell, its hands ticking steadily toward the hour. "Well, I have to go," Harley said, a hint of reluctance in her voice. "It was really nice meeting you, Jack. Maybe we'll bump into each other again."

Wendy looked energized, her eyes sparkling with the excitement she always had when introducing a promising new hire. “Good morning, ladies,” Wendy said brightly. “I wanted to introduce our new intern, Harper Quinn.” The young woman stepped forward, her posture confident but polite. She had neatly combed dark hair and piercing blue eyes that exuded intelligence. “It’s an honor to meet you both,” she said with a huge grin. “I’ve admired Velvet Vibe for years, and I’m thrilled to be here.” Jessica leaned forward slightly, appraising her. “What’s your background, Harper?”

“Yes, they were hired to kill Laura Harrison.” I blinked even more confusedly. “Who is Laura Harrison?” “She is the daughter of a mob boss. It was all gang related but somewhere along the way there was a mix-up and when someone passed information over your name was mixed up with Laura’s. It was all a case of mistaken identity.” I felt the colour drain from my face. I felt sick start to churn up inside my stomach. I ran to the sink and threw up. Logans hand was on my back making small comforting circles. I wiped my mouth and held onto the sink for support.

Harley said, her piercing gaze sweeping across the room as she quickly identified their potential clients, she approached a group of men, oozing confidence as she played her part, "Good evening, gentlemen," she purred, flashing a seductive smile, "looking for something special tonight?" Harley asked, The men exchanged glances, their eyes filled with greed, they were well aware of the reputation Ricardo's kingdom held, and they were eager to get a taste of the forbidden, "We heard you have the best quality," one of the men replied, his voice laced with excitement. "What do you have for us?" the man asked, Harley reached into her bag, revealing a small vial filled with a powdery substance, "Th

Harley sat in her mother Helena's elegant parlor, the room dimly lit by a soft golden chandelier. Her hands trembled as she held her tea cup, unable to meet her mother’s sharp gaze. Helena’s presence was always imposing, her beauty cold and commanding, a stark contrast to Harley’s own delicate features.

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

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