Joker Harley Cartoon Novels & Stories

“You won’t be saying that when I pull your soul out of your ass.” Jada snarled back. With a growl, he grabbed her wrist and slapped the cuffs around them. I knew he must’ve pinched skin from the way she gritted her teeth and winced. Next came Hakeem, who looked like Nox, thanks to Harley’s shapeshifting ability. The guy didn’t think twice before slapping a set of cuffs on him. He turned his stare to Nox and me, and I silently prayed he didn’t somehow see past Harley’s magic.

Zack said with crocodile tears. Harley was already rolling on the floor, laughing like that was the only thing he knew how to do. “Dude it's not funny, I nearly died that night.” Harley just kept laughing and rolling on the floor until he heard a ding and vibration from his pocket. He sat up and brought out his phone, only to see a message from Marietta. He read it, sent her the money, and replied with; “sent.” he stood up and went to sit beside Zack, staring at his phone, his face as cold as ice, as if he wasn't the one laughing like a lunatic two minutes ago.

He pulled out an apple and carved few little bunny out of it, like some Pinterest mom. I held the rusty-edged apple bunny like it was treasure, babbling thanks. Last stop: Carnival of Screams. Harlequin Rex, the Joker Monarch, always had the dumbest cravings. Today? Deep-fried Oreos. His laugh hit before I saw him. I handed over the snack, still hot. He whined about missing a carousel explosion because I was "late," then shoved a rainbow gift box into my arms. "For you! Surprise inside!" Yeah, hard pass. His "surprises" are either punching springs or exploding ink flowers.