Harley X Poison Ivy Novels & Stories

Harlow I climbed behind Cyrus on his bike and caught sight of the MC insignia on the back of his leather vest. It said "Bone Hills Howlers" around the figure of a wolf howling in front of a full moon. "I like your vest," I said. "It's called a cut," he replied as he revved the engine. "Helmet," he reminded me. "Safety first," I joked as I slid his helmet on. I leaned forward and grasped onto either side of his firm torso with my hands, breathing in a mixture of scents. Cologne and engine oil. Oddly comforting.

Cole After finding Jay passed out on the couch, empty bottles of various alcohols strewn through the house, Harley had immediately headed back through the door and had climbed on her motorbike. The volatile emotions she was experiencing were evident as her bike roared to life, the sound of her revving shaking the house slightly. “Dammit, Jay. You've got yourself fucked up properly now,” I muttered more to myself than the unconscious man on the couch as I bent down to collect the bottles.

"Haha… ah… haha..." Ivy burst into a fit of laughter! "It's so itchy. Darryl, stop those vines from attacking me." Ivy could not stand the itchiness and heat. She felt as if every inch of her skin was itchy. Darryl said with a smirk, "Miss Ivy, why not take a closer look around you. Do you see any vines?" Darryl looked proud when he said that to Ivy. He knew that Ivy had begun to hallucinate due to the torture she was experiencing through the Five Elements Formation. However, that lesson was not enough.

"The Randle family has become the latest victim of poison ivy. How would you explain Randle Bottlers Inc's poisoning incident? They have been attacked twice already." While wearing unremarkable expressions, all Petrov men and Lia sigh internally at the misinformation. "Poison Ivy do not exist. All poisoning incidents around the country are the result of common poison that may be found in any laboratory. It has nothing exceptional about it" Lia stepped forward and stand beside Samuel.

Harley's determination to secure Alaric's affections drove her to take risks. As she approached a stall tucked away in a corner, a hooded figure emerged. "What do you want, lady?" he growled. Harley flashed a charming smile. "I'm looking for something... special. Something to ensure a man's undivided attention." The vendor raised an eyebrow. "You mean an aphrodisiac?" Harley nodded, her eyes locked on the vendor. "The strongest you have." The vendor vanished into the shadows, returning with a small vial. "This is Dragon's Breath. Potent, but unpredictable. Use with caution."

Aston stepped out of the infirmary before he returned in his hands, he was clutching a set of herbs that he placed in front of Levy and started grinding them in the pestle as he explained, “ Poison of ivy is like a bane for witches just like how silver reacts when it touches our skin—— but two times worse. Unlike silver that can be extracted with the help of healers' magical powers, the poison of ivy is something that sticks to the skin of witches and does not budge until it's forcefully ejected.”

Serena asked, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. “The claws weren’t ordinary. They were coated with poison ivy.” “Poison ivy?” I repeated, feeling a lump in my throat. “This isn’t just any poison ivy,” the doctor explained, his voice steady but urgent. “It’s a variant designed to weaken an Alpha’s immune system. His body’s natural healing is compromised. If we don’t act fast, the poison will spread, and he’ll lose more blood.” “What can you do?” I asked quickly, stepping closer.

Poor Dad. I headed out the door. “If anyone asks, I’m going for a run.” “If you find some poison ivy, let me know. I have an idea for it!” Mina shouted behind me. I stopped at the door. “Are you insane? You can’t make products with poison ivy! Most people are allergic to the stuff!” Mal shrugged. “We have an idea.” “The chemicals in the plant can be extracted so that we can dilute it to cause minor irritation, but not a full fledged attack,” Mina explained. “I read online that some people are even using it to treat pain.”

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.

***** Nadia's POV I was with Scarlet in her room, we were busy catching up on lost times and I could feel myself happy and forgetting all of my troubles. Somehow scarlet has a way of making one forget about their sorrows. So how have things been here since I left?” “Nothing much, just the normal routine happenings, although Ivory has been asking a lot of questions about you,” she said “Who is Ivory?” I questioned ransacking my brain for anyone bearing that name. “The chef, remember her, you have seen her before” “Yeah, I remember” my uncle spy, I can't believe she has not been caught. How she has been able to keep a low profile in enemy territory is worth awarding.