Harley X Ivy Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry. Not just the Surrey family… “The Wolven Tribe and the four great tribes are working under me right now. You want to lay your hands on the Surrey family? I’m afraid you’ll have to go through me first.” “They’re working under you?” Xyla showed a look of understanding. “You’re Harvey York. The man who won the competition in the oasis… The expert from America, Salem, lost against you too. Am I right?” Xyla didn’t mention anything about Stinger at all; she only said all that just for Emil to hear. As expected, Emil’s expression changed slightly when he was initially ready to watch the show. He sized up Harvey with a horrible expression before finally speaking up. “You were the one who

Tanner set his burger down on the polystyrene tray and leant forward, his attention fixed on me. "I pretended like I didn't recognize the girl in the photo," I replied only to continue when Tanner shot me a questioning look. "Jay and I have spent years making sure my identity is kept secret. Who knows what will happen if I reveal who I am. I mean, it's great to know what my name used to be - but I'm not April anymore. I'm Harley, and that's all I want to be."

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

Xavier was busy tickling Ivy before he finally stopped, “That's enough of the cookie monster for today, you have to get to school early.” Ivy smiled at him before giving him an high five. “No high five for Mommy?” I said and Xavier broke into laughter. Ivy walked towards me and gave me an high five before asking, “Mommy, where has grand pa been. He promised to help fix my princess scrapbook puzzle but I—”

Ryan urged impatiently. Indeed, they needed to hurry; perhaps Ivy was still out there somewhere. But after driving for quite some distance and scouring both sides of the road, they saw no sign of ivy anywhere. Their hearts sank as they realized they had been searching in vain. As they continued driving, the traffic light turned red, and coincidentally, a motorcycle stopped in the adjacent lane. Unfortunately, he didn't recognize Ivy. The girl had her back turned to him, wearing a helmet, leaning her head against the driver's back, and tightly hugging Jena's waist with her leather jacket pulled up to her thighs.

Four years had passed, yet their relationship remained stagnant, unable to progress beyond a simple peck on the forehead. Alaric's disdain for Harley was rooted in his memories of their past. He couldn't understand why her scent, once tantalizing, now repulsed him. Desperate to salvage their relationship, Harley turned to the black market, purchasing a powerful aphrodisiac from a foreign national from Country C. Harley navigated the dimly lit alley, her eyes scanning the crowded stalls. She had heard whispers of a black market vendor selling rare, potent aphrodisiacs. Harley's determination to secure Alaric's affections drove her to take risks.

I rush to Ivy and give her a small shake, only for her to push me off with a sleepy moan. “IVY!” Haley screams, and I take hold of Ivy and give her cheek a small slap. Her eyes fly open as she blinks through her exhaustion. “Huh?” the pounding resounds again, and she jumps up, rushing for the door. “IVY! Open this door before I break it down and beat your ass!” “Coming!” she calls out, pushing me to hide down on the floor next to the bed. She grabs a sweatshirt that is covered in basic soap smell, pulling it over her head to help mask my scent before she wrenches the door open and I drop to hide.

With little time left until the day would fade into night and with all her loose ends tied up, the only thing left to do was wait. *_*_*_*_* Harley walked over to the ledge once more and peered out at the sky. The cloudy white of day had been replaced by the deep lilac of twilight, and she knew that time was up. She had been planning this for a little over a week, and she had spent the day taking care of all the loose ends. There was only one thing left to do. She slid her hand into her jacket pocket and pulled out a little glass vial that she'd managed to sneak from Zander only a few days ago and then a slender hunting knife from her belt. Rolling up her sleeve, she gritted her teeth as she

’ I knew that what Ivy said was correct, but it didn’t change how I felt about my role in what happened. We had been running, the best we could, in human form with our wolf abilities, for Goddess only knows how long, when Harley stopped. We were along a creek. “I would have expected the elixir to have worn off by now.” She stated as she let go of my hand. I wasn’t sure where she went, but I could see a small bag move from within a tree stump. “We can just take the antidote. We need to be able to shift so that we can get back to the compound faster. Come over here and get one.” Harley said and I happily complied, approaching her. “I am going to put the bag back down. Everyone take one. Coral,

Valerie: Morning sunlight spilled across the terrace, warm and soft against my skin as I stepped outside. The breeze carried the faint scent of pine and fresh earth, the quiet hum of the pack grounds far below. Everything felt calmer now, steadier, like the world had finally exhaled after months of choking tension. “Val.” I turned. Xavier stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His eyes, those steady storm-blue eyes, held something different today. A warmth. A nervousness. A spark I hadn’t seen since the very beginning.