I had to ooen a new account. I hope everyone who was reading finds this. An amazing journey into the Joker's life.

Harley Quinn and The Joker are in love. We all know that. But what happens when Harley gets kidnapped and all of her memories are erased? Will her love for him be strong enough then? And will her new friendship with Connor Ward turn into more than what it should be?

Love is a flame and playing with it can be very dangerous. So what happens when the Joker toys with Harleens heart? The Joker is hauled into Arkum asylum and has to figure out how he will make his escape. Once he is introduced to his therapist Dr.Harleen Quinzel, will she be the one to free him from his chains physically and mentally? Or will he be the one chaining her?

Got a Question? Well I got answers! Don't be afraid to ask anything too personal or weird, after all they're no crazy answers! ❤️

This is a fanfiction story based on the DC characters. It's a little twist on Joker and Harley. In this version (again I own no rights to the characters or the setting Arkham) Harley and Joker face off against Batman, Penguin, and even someone close to Harley who has a vendetta against her. It's Harley's plunge into madness and Joker's first time falling in love. Hope you enjoy :)

⚠️Warning: This Story Contains Violence⚠️ Dr. Harleen Quinzell has just started her first day at Arkham Asylum as a psychiatrist. She meets her first two patients and then has her appointment with no other than The Joker. He twist her world around and she falls for him. Joker developed feelings for her as well.

Say Hello to the mad man himself, The Joker. Batman's caught him again, and now he's back at Arkham's Asylum, plotting different ways to get out. That's where DR. Harleen Quinzel comes in. Can he trick her into helping him escape? Will he even have to? Or will a new feeling generate through the joker that he hasn't felt in a very, very long time? Read to find out. A lot of my work is based off of the movie suicide squad (as expected) so I take no credit for the characters, just how I write them.

You've gotta watch out for the quiet ones and they hardly come quieter than shy but pretty Harleen Quinzel. New to Gotham City, the fledgling psychiatrist is starting her career by assessing new intakes at the infamous Blackgate Prison, a place so dangerous and ugly it makes the rest of Gotham look like a garden in springtime. Clashing immediately with the head doctor, Joan Leland, doesn't help. Let's face it-there's very little in her life to make her smile, let alone laugh. However, on the upside, she is starting to meet people. There's her new neighbor, Slade Wilson, a handsome and mysterious older man-and he finds her just as attractive. Although they definitely have chemistry, he is kind of lacking in the sense of humor department-and then he's also so secretive about his profession. Then on Christmas Day, like the best present ever, she meets someone new. Someone who makes her laugh. Someone who really cracks open her shell and brings her out of the grey, dismal mood it seems she's been in forever. So he's not conventionally handsome, with his green hair and his really, really pale complexion-what does that matter? He's got a wonderful sense of humor, he makes her pulse race, and is he ever a stylish dresser. Only problem is, he's a new intake and a probable mass murderer. Is this some kind of a joke life's playing on her? And how can she believe he's serious? And then there's Slade, who is not the kind to give up easily. He's been away, busy with a squad with suicidal tendencies, but he promised to come back for her.

Ivy is the new face in Gotham City. After she is kidnapped by The Clown Prince Of Crime, she learns about his past with Harley, and himself. A love story that is as dysfunctional as Mr J's fantasies, will they fall deeply in love? Or deeply in trouble? ~~~ THIS IS NOT A HARLEY AND JOKER FANFICTION. •Characters like Joker, Harley & Frost do not belong to me. The only character I own is Ivy (not associated with Poison Ivy). All sexual content and use of swearing is for creative means.

~Under editing~ In which I write one-shots of mad love. I don't own these DC characters Requests: Open