Joker X Harley Novels & Stories

"This is Addie. My best friend and sister-in-law." "Nice to meet you." Talia replied. "Yeah, same here. Paris is right, the guys are going to freak!" Addie replied. Viper, Cage, Steel, Bishop, Joker, Diego, and a couple other brothers pulled into the parking lot of the club. They parked their bikes and got off. Totally shocked at the motorcycle parked there. No one recognized it. The only thing they could tell was it was a woman's bike. It was a Harley, and it was black and dark purple with chrome. They hadn't seen anything like it. It was obviously a custom job and no doubt a very expensive one. A few of the guys whistled.

Six months have passed since Harley left PTV, Ron and her love, Alexander, now she's just trying to move on, but putting the traumatic event that took place in California behind her, is easier said than done. She hasn't had any contact with anyone in the SS since she left, knowing it would have just made 'Moving On' harder, but one evening, she receives an email… from Jemma, begging her to return to PTV and help her and the girls get their outlaws out of Prison.

“I will be sending off for a DNA test in our lab within the hour. We will regroup then; Joker will take you to Queenie and Winnie. Soon as he said his name there, Joker walked into the room; the scar that ran down his face was prominent. He looked like a modern-day Viking; his head was shaved to the sides with dark tattoos his long dark blonde hair was pulled back into a man bun. Dressed in dark, naturally distressed jeans and a grey t-shirt, his hardened eyes access me with something that I couldn’t interpret. Silently, I walk to the door, wondering to myself what the fuck just happened. I looked at Joker, wondering if he was just the strong silent type or what his deal was. “So lovely weat

“C’mere, Prez, and I mean double-time.” Stomping footsteps approached, and then Nails Paxton was in the doorway of Ace’s bedroom, looking ten kinds of seriously-pissed. Ever since that anonymous phone call had come in from someone claiming that Ace Cuddy had killed Kirk, Warren ‘Derby’ Kane (Joker’s own cousin), and Shay Alcott, it had been one hell of a day, and Joker knew that what he had to show Nails was only going to make for a much worse night.

Ash, Decker, and Nat were downright hysterical and I could hear even Blade trying to keep himself from laughing. "I'm not gonna yell at her. I just want to know when they learned to ride." Joker snarled as he glared at me and then at the rest of the group. "Yeah, me too!" Dom and I both said at the same time which set off another round of laughter. Joker continued towards the door with us right behind him. He finally wrenched it open only to be greeted with Petal and Margo rolling in laughter on the floor. Thor, Sunny and Thrash were behind them, cracking up as well.

“Didn’t know you were the old lady kind, Hamill.” “Let her go.” Jax’s husky voice was even and measured, maybe too much so. “Right the fuck now.” “And if I don’t?” “You really want to find out?” “That sounds like a threat.” Joker reached into his back pocket, and now silver glinted in his hand. “I feel the need to protect myself, all of a sudden.”

Before I can react, his arms are wrapped around me in a crushing hug. “Nice to meet you, kid.” I gasp, trying to break free from the iron grip. “Fucking hell, Joker!” someone shouts. “First you try to run him off the road, now you’re trying to break him.” Joker releases me with a loud laugh. “He handles Blaze. I know he won’t break. No hard feelings, right? Just thought I’d play.” “Yeah… sure. No hard feelings,” I mutter. Joker beams and claps me on the shoulder before heading back to his bike. Blaze steps in front of him, blocking his path.

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

But with the Alhaj's backing, they would be more than willing to. The bikers joined us where we stood, the most popular and feared biker in the whole of Harmony City was Baraka. A large, wild man with a big beard and a piercing fierce look to go with it. He got off his bike and came straight to the Alhaj. They embraced like they were good friends.

The red Ferrari rolled up the long driveway just as the sun began to set, painting the mansion in bright yellow. I got out of the car without saying a word to him, I mean do I really have anything to say? I can’t be jealous even if I wanted to. “Hey,” he said quickly, grabbing my hand, “Look, it’s not what you think. Harley is my—” Before he could finish his statement, the front doors swung open, revealing a shirtless Kendrick. A glass filled with blue glowing liquid in hand, body leaning against the door. “Harley is his ex-girlfriend,” he poured the drink in his mouth and swallowed it all in one go.