Kite Man Harley Quinn Novels & Stories

Athena never saw it coming and now she was locked in that cold room, crying for me, thinking it was her fault. Soon she would die and her little Luna title would be gone. I'll make sure to erase every trace of her and Travis in the pack and also acquire other packs. I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes for a moment. I thought about the way Athena had looked when they pulled me away. Her face was pale, her eyes wide with fear. She screamed my name and her fear made me laugh. She really thought I was weak because I’m older. “We’ve followed your lead every step of the way,” said the other man, whose name was Kian. “What do you want us to do next?”

And standing directly in front of me was Kael Bloodmane. Up close, he was even more terrifying than he'd been in the forest. The scars covering the left side of his face looked like they'd been made by claws, deep gouges that had healed badly. His blind eye was milky white, but his good eye burned with an intelligence that made my skin crawl. "Where's Quinn?" I demanded, surprised by how hoarse my voice sounded. "Your little human friend?" Kael smiled, and it was the most horrible thing I'd ever seen. "Safe. For now. As long as you cooperate."

How long would it take before his beast couldn’t take it anymore, and he had to touch me, take me? Hopefully soon… “What’s on your mind,” Kylan wondered, quietly observing me. “I…” I want you to fuck me senseless until I can’t walk—until I can’t remember my name… “Nothing,” I sighed. Kylan opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, we were interrupted by the buzz of his phone. He grabbed it instantly, glanced at it, and then turned the screen toward me. It was an emblem of a shield with a sword in the center—just like the one on Nate’s hoodie.

His spear met Raiken’s fire with a crack that split the tunnel. Kiyomi screamed. The glowing map peeled away from her skin and spread across the floor. Every guard stopped. A new symbol appeared beneath her feet. Two crowns joined by a black line. The tallest man removed his mask. He looked barely older than Raiken, but silver scales covered one side of his face. He knelt before Kiyomi. Princess Vaelora. Her mouth opened. Hayate stared at her. The man looked past her to me. Then his expression hardened.

"O- Okay. I won't. Not unless he hurts someone." "Thank you. Now go get ready." "I will." Kiara agreed, slipping out of the room vastly. With a sigh of relief, Harley returned to her own preparations and frowned as a new idea crossed her mind. Going back to the closet, she dug through it until she found an old, baggy black hoodie and then she took it out, and tucked it away into her bag. Perhaps Mason had already tried it before, but it would be worth the shot if it meant being able to cover his vampirism a little better and slightly diminish his chances of being discovered.

It seldom happened that Markus and the other 14 members of the council decided something rashly and gave no explanation. Aurelia remembered only once. The contents of the memory sent a shiver down her spine. At that time Viktor, herself and a huntress named Solina were supposed to free a man, to get him out of a stinky but well-guarded shelter in the ass of the world. They had just been on their way back from another assignment when they got the new one on the plane. Thanks to Aurelia's intuition, they had managed to find the guy and they had almost been outside when it happened. Aurelia had seen it coming too late. She had just knocked Viktor to the ground to protect him from the auto parts

Tony walked past Dillon to make his way to Harley, full name: Harley Quinn. Sue him. His back to him, Tony motioned over his shoulder for Dillon to follow. He heard Dillon pivot again in his direction then jog to catch up. As he rounded the corner to the side of the building where Harley was parked, he pulled a cigarette out of his pack with his lips. In the same motion, he flipped open his zippo to light up. It had been a bit since he had had one, so that first drag had him beyond relieved.

All of them carried baseball bats in their hands. “Who the hell dares to make trouble in my territory?” A gruff shout sounded and more than a dozen big guys walked in. The guy in the lead pushed the crowd away, smoking very arrogantly. “Geoff!” Dixon yelled and quickly walked over, nodding to the man in the lead. The man in the lead nodded back. While holding a baseball bat with a Harley Quinn sticker in his hand, he exhaled a puff of smoke before saying, “Where’s the man? I’ll break his arms right now!”

This is presumably Alpha Gael. The other man is a dark-skinned black man and he must be the alpha’s mate, Hakeem. Hakeem is about a head shorter than his alpha mate, but has broad, well-developed shoulders and chest muscles pressing against his white t-shirt. He has stubble lining his face, but it suits him. His eyes are so dark that they appear black in the evening light and he looks pensive in his assessment of us. I step forward, extending my hand to both men in turn. “Alpha Gael. Alpha-Mate Hakeem. It is a pleasure to meet you both. I am Alpha Zak. Welcome to the Artemis Pack.”

However, if Hunter’s pride were to get in the way, and he wanted to confront Kaze, the consequences would be catastrophic. Hunter belonged to the mysterious Yaphets while Kaze had connections despite his seemingly unimpressive resume. Kent could not fathom the scale of violence that would ensue. One thing was for sure, though. It would be bloody and brutal.