Harley Quinzel の小説・ストーリー

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, no offence, you know nothing. Yeah and that is not all that he is. He is also one of our ruthless killers, who doesn’t think twice before putting his life in danger. You can romanticize him all you want, but the devil wrapped in silk is still the devil.” “Yeah but maybe-“ “No, you can’t be the girl who makes him realize life is worth living and stuff and that killing is bad.” “Why do people always know what I am going to say? Am I really that predictable?” I ask him, almost upset that Jake, who barely knows me is guessing my exact next words. “Yes and trust me you can’t be that person but if you really need to talk to someone you can talk to Mary.” “Mary as in Nathan’s grandmother?”

the doctor said, Harley left the hospital, and she returned home, she walked straight to the bedroom, and he remembers the small box, and she opened the box, and she was surprised to see what she saw, she saw mom's picture and a guy, and at the back of the pictures, they wrote Ricardo Mackenzie, and there was a written note, Dear Harley, don't see me as bad person. and I'm not a killer, and I'm not Into human trade, but I know the secret behind your birth,

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

the Harpy promises, her blue eyes piercing into Valerie. "The magic that runs through her veins belongs to another. Something the Gods fear – she is destined to stop it," Jaxson tries to reason. He can't waste time in a fight, not when Valerie is only holding onto a thread. "Do not lie to me, filthy scum!" It spits, Jaxson growls lowly under his breath. He, nor Fenrir, appreciated its tone. Whether they like it or not, the Qusayr a far superior. On any other occasion, he'd have its tongue, pluck its wing, and tie it up for all to see.

Noir's eyes rolled into the back of his head for a moment and walked me inside. Valdus and Nala met us in the hallway with a confused look. "What happened?" "Someone tried to poison the queen" "Fuck. Do you know who?" I shook my head. "Come on" Nala took my hands and led us into the great hall. People were already there and others were still being brought in. I looked around trying to find the face of the maid that brought the drink. Kyros and a few others including Lily and Althea were led in through another door. Nala helped me sit on a chair while she sat beside me holding my hands.