Harley X Ivy Novels & Stories

“Good luck with that. Even if you found her it wouldn’t work out.” “And why’s that?” Rick asked. “Harley.” Rick didn’t deny that what I was saying was true. He’d always had a bit of a thing for the sexy host of The Streets, though the same could be said for every man with eyes. Harriott Cross. She’d shortened her name to Harley when she moved into the underground racing scene on account of her thinking ‘Harriott’ was too bratty of a name. She recreated her whole identity and came out the other side a red headed vixen with a chip on her shoulder that might have been bigger than Rick’s.

Alex replies snapping me out of my evil thoughts. "Well then let me help you with that, am sure you have more important things to do." I smile politely picking up the cup. "But, Mr Xavier won't lik....... " "Am sure he won't mind." I quickly add. I grin tug on the corner of my lips, the sound of my heels against the tiled floor like music in my ear as I walk to Xavier's office, stiring the cup after adding a drop of my evil potion. Eye drop. Its one of Shelley's recipe she usually use on her ex boyfriend's. The eye drop, when ingested causes a serious case of diarrhoea.

"Yes, that's what...." "We are here, people!" Harley yelled, shutting Xavier up and claiming everyone's attention. Harley and Giselle are standing close to the entrance door. Harley is in a short black leather skirt, black boots, lemon green crop top and black fur coat. Giselle has a long black coat covering her entire body. Her face is glittering with makeup and her hair in styled in a very beautiful way. Arabella got on her feet angrily and walked towards Xavier. They shared a look and looked back at Harley and Giselle.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

“God, straight boys are useless.” Ivy turned her head to look at her. “You say that like you know better.” Harper shrugged, nonchalant. “Because I do.” “You’ve never had a guy?” “I’ve had both.” She smiled slowly. “But only girls ever made me come so hard I forgot my name.” The air stilled. Ivy’s stomach fluttered, and she hated that it did. “I don’t think I’ve ever had that.” Harper tilted her head. “You’ve never come hard?”

SLATE Ivy is wild and wonderful. Like a perfectly tuned engine that runs on high-octane fuel, pure fire and rebellion. Her body is built for speed and a man who knows how to handle her. She knows what she wants, and she’s got me riding close to the edge. And I don’t care if I end up going over.

Yet, Ivy did not look back once. Outside the venue, Freya handed Ivy a flight ticket to Merica. "Congratulations on your freedom." Ivy accepted the flight ticket and sighed, saying, "Yes. I'm finally free." From that day onward, she did not belong to anyone else. She was Ivy Yarley.

Harley POV As soon as Daniel left, I called my friend, Ray Wilcox. He answered on the first ring, “Hey, Harley, what’s up? I haven’t heard from you in forever.” I smiled at his eagerness, “Hey Ray, it has been a long time. A lot has happened since the last time we talked. First, I am divorced now and I’m only designing clothes for fun. Next, I started selling my flea market finds. I have a shop called History Recreated, History Reclaimed. You should stop in and see it.”

Harley was the product of an affair. After her mother died, she decided to make contact with her father, Ron Hale, a criminal and leader of a felon-filled, biker outlaw club, The Savage Scorpions. After months of virtual communication, she decides to visit him in his small Californian town of Pleasant-Tree-Ville. When she arrives, she gets less than a warm welcome from the other SS members. As the days pass, she starts forming friendships, bonds and something a little more with Alexander Coates, Her father's second-in-command... and best friend.

Ivy jumped up and down, screaming with joy, her despair forgotten. She turned to Liam, tears of happiness streaming down her face, and flung her arms around him. "He did it! He won!" Liam laughed, hugging her back. "I told you he was a great rider!" Ivy pulled back, her eyes shining with excitement. "And his bike was on fire! Oh my god, that was insane!" Liam grinned. "I know, right? That was the most incredible thing I've ever seen!" Ivy turned back to the track, watching as number 13 celebrated his victory, his bike still smoking. She felt like she was on cloud nine, her happiness and excitement overflowing. She had never felt so alive!