Novel & Cerita Joker X Harley

As soon as the voices vanished, I slowly opened my eyes and I was welcomed by a dark room with a window, letting some of the light crawl inside the room. I reminisced about everything as I was sitting alone in this gloomy place whilst staring at Madreign’s bloody flag. Beside me was a black rose. My attention was then stolen by a bird’s cry. As I gazed at it, it flew away. We fought together, but I was the only one left. If I could just bring back the past, I would. I would love us to reunite again and fly a kite on the mountain. Did I make the right judgment? I . . . brought them to death, and people still call me a hero. Maximaze Lativitus Park, the notorious Death Judge of Normous became

He shrugged. “I don't think you're nuts; I just think you're misunderstood,” I said, smiling at him. He looked at me, raising his eyebrow. “Really?” “Yes, really,” I replied, caressing the back of his neck. “You are the perfect girl for me,” he said. “I’m like Joker, and you’re my Harley Quinn.” He was looking at me with a heavy look. “I'm glad I always liked villains more…” I said, and then I leaned over to kiss him. He returned my kiss with the same measure. That would definitely be deeper and longer, but he almost lost the reins of the car, and we almost ended up in the woods outside the road.

Harley had met Johnny a few weeks prior at a nightclub where he had been working his first task for King Ricardo, they had hit it off right away, bonding over their love of motorcycles and their disdain for those in power who tried to keep them down, Johnny had promised to help if he could, but he was a police officer, and he had to be careful because he didn't know Harley deeply, Harley didn't care, she knew she needed to do everything in her power to protect the shipment and make sure it arrived on time, So, he took a chance and sent a message to Johnny, asking for his help, Harley lied that just a consignment of pharmaceutical drugs, she didn't go deep what exactly the consignment consist

Her friends squealed happily as they posed for the photographers. "The pictures will be on tomorrow's magazines right?" Her other friend asked. "Of course." Harley said. "Too bad it is your brother's annoying fiancé's birthday party." The first friend said. Harley scoffed. "Trust me when I say, I am hate to be here. But I have to. I am Xavier’s only family." Harley said as they gave another pose. "Alright, enough pictures. Let's go in." Harley said, walking ahead and her friends followed her behind.

“For you ladies, from that gentleman over by the corner.” We twisted our heads in the direction the bartender pointed, only to notice a tall man a few seats away from us with dirty blond hair tied in a topknot and a heavily trimmed beard covering his jaw. The silver ring on his lower lip shone from the distance. “I don’t think we should—” Before I could even finish, Harley had already emptied two out of four shots. “Harley, don’t. What if they’re spiked?” “You say this every time a hot guy offers you a drink. It’s no surprise you haven’t had a dick in quite a while.” She giggled at her own words and, leaning in, she asked, “Why are you so sceptical?”

There’s no way he asked our father’s permission and he sure as hell didn’t ask for mine. A roar rips through my lungs, through my soul and I lunge forward. It takes three large strides to meet him and as if he’s ready, he immediately steps to the side. I anticipate his move, and shove my palms into his shoulders. He throws his hands up. “Don’t!! Don’t hurt him Dex! We’re fated,” Jenny cries out, making me stop dead in my tracks. I stare into Harley’s eyes, but he gives nothing away. “Jenny! Ohh Goddess,” I hear, as my mother weeps. She likely knows nothing of Harley, of his past or his pack. But Jenny is her favorite, everyone knows it.

In fact, one could even say that Javier staying at Megara’s place had nothing to do with Megara… Javier returned to his seat upon walking back to the classroom. Harley Meritt, who was sitting next to him, asked, “Why am I smelling a woman’s scent on you?” Harley was on rather good terms with Xavier and would stand up for the latter. He was probably considered Xavier’s best friend. Hence, Javier smiled at Harley and said, “Are you sure your nose is working?” Harley sniffed with all his might, mimicking a dog’s movements. Alas, he was able to find critical evidence. He pulled a long strand of hair from Javier’s shirt and placed it in front of him.

Freya Harvey however, took a courageous boldness to continue recording the scene as Bob continued to molest her helpless friend Barney. "Perhaps, I bet you're fucking with jail time Bob, you won't get away with this". She cried helplessly. "Don't be ridiculous. Bob got the whole world in his hands.The police and sheriff are all my folks from the trenches and that makes it even more interesting. Bob Joker is a god!" he told Barney, then he laughed out sarcastically in such a way that got her to be even more upset with him.

"I didn’t know you’d be here. Why are you so dirty?” I look at my shirt and realize I’m covered in debris from our little demolition session. “I was helping Jack with his plans.” Harley comes to have a look at the changes we’ve made and points to my calculations. “You’re an engineer?” “And architect.” “No shit?” Harley puts her helmet down, takes off her gloves and jacket. She catches me watching her and looks away, as if pretending to look around. “Is there something wrong with your bike?” “What? Oh, there’s a leak in the fuel line. I’m going to have to walk it home.” She says like it’s no big deal.

Mason Thomas. Harley sighed. “He drives like the devil himself is chasing him. I bet he fucks like a devil too.” My cheeks burned again, and I turned up the collar of my jacket to try to hide it from her. “Probably.” Harley laughed. She didn’t giggle. She wasn’t the giggling sort. “Maybe one day, one of us will be lucky enough to find out.” I licked my lips as she picked up the red flag and pushed it into my hands. “You’re up, dollface. Give me your jacket.”