Novel & Cerita Joker Quotes About Harley

"Helmet's on the back! L'eggo!" Once he was securely mounted on Harley, he took out another cigarette and lit up. He knew Dillon didn't like that he smoked, but he was patient with him. Nicotine was the hardest thing out there to quit. Right before Tony started up Harley, he felt Dillon tap him on the shoulder. "Dude, where's yer helmet? You can't go without a helmet." "Helmet? Ain't those for the little bitch passengers that are afraid of owwies?" Tony snickered. "Besides, Harley is the only babygirl that'll get us to my place.

It annoyed me so I just continued walking, more faster this time. “That one mistake won’t change the thousand good things he done. As an Alpha, of course.” I hissed. I get it, alright?! Harley was just talking about Jacob’s competence as an Alpha and all I’m talking about here are personal grudges. “Well, I’m only shown flaws without any good thing to praise about!” I defended but that also sounded as a defeat. Harley chuckled and I squinted my eyes and looked at him again. What is this dog laughing at?

He mumbled and slowly walked to his bed. * * Harley was still very much awake as he chatted with Jasper on a video call via his laptop. They talked about their next move and the recent successful operation. "So..... any other petty attack?" Jasper asked. Harley laughed it off. "No but I know who ever it was....is waiting for another good opportunity. And I, Harley Finley...will be waiting." Jasper laughed. "You've always been waiting. You are like the invisible wind. I have something important to attend to...."

He smiles wider. "Nothing much. You see,you have nothing to lose if those stupid bikers decide to come after us. You can just drag your ass back to Vegas and leave me here to burn. So,I have my men keeping an eye on your fat bitch. If you double cross me, boom, she explodes.." He says still smiling and I gape at him. He wouldn't. " You are joking right?" I ask him, my voice shaking a little. " No." His Voice hardens, " They are already set in motion and just now,I hear they bombed her car and her boyfriend's bike." He adds, then scoffs mockingly.

“Zeke is not a kid, okay? And he can drive that Harley like nobody’s business. That’s what it’s called, by the way, a Harley, not some normal bike.” “And why did you get on that not-some-normal bike?” I cross my arms over my chest. “None of your business.” “Watch your fucking tone. Don’t go on the defensive in front of me, or I promise it’ll end ugly—for you, not me. So drop the attitude and your fucking arms.”

The rider had a full-face helmet on with a tinted visor, and his head had turned our way. Something—in fact, everything—about it pinged all my instincts. “Harley dudes don’t usually wear helmets like that,” Jack said, putting part of my misgivings into words perfectly. “Actually. Hang on. That’s one of the bikes that was parked outside the bar last night.” “Are you sure?” Motorcycles were motorcycles to me. I could tell a Harley from a sports bike, but my expertise, and interest, ended there. “He could be stopping to look at us just because the car’s bouncing like a funhouse ride.”

He bent as though he was about to pick his brick up again. Charlie leaped to his feet and scrambled to safety without a single word. He was not going to take another beating! Now that this small fry had hightailed it from the field, Javier clapped the dirt off his hands and turned back to Harley. “Hey, you heard what I said?” The young man nodded. “Got it, man. I’ll never cower before that b*stard again!” Why would he cower again? He had the Bugatti-owning Javier behind his back! From now on, Harley would always fight back if that piece of trash ever thought he could bully him again. With Javier supporting him, there was nothing to fear!

“Nah they’re into Harleys man. Even sent a photo of their own bike. Apparently they restored an old Easy Rider and made it all chrome with the American flag on the tank and skulls etched on the tailpipes. Looks bad ass. I told them they better ride the bike here for the interview. That way we know they’re for real.” “Good call man. Could’ve looked that shit up online.” “Yea, well I’m off to the office to get the paperwork done.” “Prez when are you going to hire a damn accountant to do that shit for you? Come on man you haven’t worked on your project bike in a month.” He’s right. I bought an old Harley JH two can that was used back in WWII. I thought it’d be a great window piece to show off t

They look crazed and drugged as they remove helmets. "Alpha Sebastian your bigger in person",A man speaks up looking me over. "Who are you?",,I growl out. "I'm president of the Joker Wolf club. Name is Joker",I hold in my laugh. "Seriously?",he growls. "I'm dead serious and the little fucker behind you didn't take me seriously so I killed his pup",Howl raced forward and I had issues controlling him. "You killed an innocent pup ,because?",he sighed dramatically as I felt Howl pacing right at the surface he wanted out to kill. We never make innocent pups suffer for the mistakes of adults.