Mad Love: The Joker Harley Story Novels & Stories

“No, no. In this state she’s allowed to use deadly force in her own home for self-defense. The problem was the credibility of her claims that John was attempting to assault her, he didn’t have a history. Harley’s mom came out of retirement, found two women John had blackmailed into silence. One of them had the financial statements and photos to back up her claim and his credibility was shot. The station threw her a fucking party, half those cops train at Harry’s. She didn’t go of course, the whole experience pretty much drained her.” I look out the window and let everything sink in. I’m such an ass. I knew Harley was nothing like Klara, but I let the rotten past rot away my faith in her. Har

Lady Mirella ordered them to be taken to the dungeons. Dante blinked. “What?” Jacobo nodded, his expression tense. “She said it was the only way to make them come to their senses and stop behaving like a couple of wild animals.” A muscle twitched in Dante’s jaw. “Damn it,” he muttered, spinning around sharply. Every fiber of his being ignited with fury. What the hell was his mother playing at? Without a second thought, he headed for the lowest part of the villa, where the old dungeons were still in use for... certain matters.

"No catch....you just can't go into a crying frenzy every time you take a life...unless you want a bullet in the back of your head." I laugh. "Carlos, you wouldn't kill me." "No, but I would punish you." I laugh again. "Your so full of shit!...you aren't going to..." Carlos's lips came crashing down on me to stop me from speaking. "You want to be a fucking Harley Quinn...I'll be your fucking Joker, Maria!" I swatted him. "Okay, now your just being Corny!...what kind of game are you playing at? Why you got a change in heart?"

Harley turned to face Jack, curiosity dancing in her eyes. "So, you're the new guy?" "Yes, my name is Jack Napier," he said, his smile softening the sharp lines of his face. "My name is Harleen Quinn, but my friends call me Harley," she replied, extending a hand. Her friend now stood beside her, tapping her foot impatiently. "Harley, we've got to go." Her friend pointed toward the old metal clock mounted in the stairwell, its hands ticking steadily toward the hour. "Well, I have to go," Harley said, a hint of reluctance in her voice. "It was really nice meeting you, Jack. Maybe we'll bump into each other again."

the young man once again looked at Hailey with a mocking smile tracing his lips, "Innocent... and unknown. Lost." "I'm telling you the truth!!! Believe me!" "If that's the truth you are saying, Miss Davidson, why did you mother run away after hearing that Aiken died?" "R-run.. away?" Expressions blurred on Harley's face. There was a slight headache rushing in her brain when she recalled the early events. 'S-she.. was packing up. her bags. Going. to meet her sister..' Everything was a lie? She was stunned beyond core. Horrified with the turn of events when realization of betrayal hit her.

“Drake, please don’t be like my parents. Controlling me to do something. I’m not a robot. I’m not under your control. I am a human.” I just realized how sad it is to plead for your freedom. I realized how hard it is to fight for your own self. I realized how hard it is to be... me. “You’re not, Fely. But please listen to me.” “I can decide on my own, Drake.” I told him firmly. He sighed and told me something I didn’t expect. Again. “He was once my best friend. But he almost killed me.” What did he just say?!

However, just as I was about to do it, Harley, who was behind me, pressed tightly against me again. "Cathy, let me hug you once more. I'm feeling so uncomfortable. Cathy, I like you. I've always liked you. Can't you feel it? I know I'm not a match for Blake, but I love you! Can't you consider me?" I was hugged by Harley from behind. I was so anxious that I did not feel the instinctive fear. Harley didn't mean to hurt me. He was drugged and couldn't control himself. The most important thing now was to detoxify Harley.

The moment Harley got hold of him, she held him still, flipping him around so that his front was facing Izzy, and with just one sleek move, she put a nail in his dick. A thundering yelp tore out of my father's throat while he rolled on the floor like a bitch. Izzy tossed the nail gun to Harley and picked my father up from the ground, turning him so that he was facing Harley with a tsk. "You enjoy sticking out your dick for others to see, yeah?" She gritted and put another nail in his dick. My mouth gaped open, not because of what was being done to Dario, but because Harley seemed to care about what was done to me. Disgusting things which I couldn’t completely bring myself to talk about—the t

He believed that if this continued, even if he would not die from a bullet, he would die from the fear alone. "You're scared?" Harvey looked at Drake curiously. "Aren't you the Madman? Aren't you the third in Wolsing out of all the Young Masters? Why are you so afraid of dying? You're so arrogant while harassing my girlfriend. Why are you such a piece of trash now, huh?" Harvey patted Drake's face disdainfully.

Everyone held their breath, watching him walk to the center of the lawn. He lifted the microphone, and his steady voice boomed. “I, Conrad Parker, am the true heir of the Boyds. Charlie Boyd and his mother are nothing but a malicious lover and an illegitimate child.” The revelation stunned the guests. “You’ve completely lost your mind!” Charlie shrieked. “You lie in front of hundreds of people! “Don’t bother trying to make a run for it. The mental hospital will take you immediately. You’ll stay there for life!” Conrad only flicked him a sidelong glance and ignored him.