"Princess," he said, breathlessly, distantly. It had taken me a few moments before I realized he was referring to me. His expectant gaze clouded my thoughts, and his slow steps closer echoed throughout the marble palace floors. Carefully, delicately, he took my hand, examining the gleaming ring on my finger before flickering his gaze back up to mine, a smile breaking across his features. "It really is you." -- a dark harry styles fanfiction --

Harleen Quinzel was always a "good" girl. When at Arkham with her mother, Harleen finds that he father may still be alive. Her mother says he's dead, but then Harleen meets a mischievous ginger who says that her dad is still alive. As her curiosity gets the best of her, Harleen takes matters into her own hands. As one thing leads to another, Harleen finds herself heading down a dark path..... ⬇️ Disclaimers and More Info ⬇️ *DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN DC OR GOTHAM OR ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION BECAUSE GOTHAM IS AMAZING* GOTHAM, MONDAY FROM 8:00 - 9:00!!!!! :D •I haven't edited all the chapters yet so if you get confused then just ask or inference•

"Didn't you hear me? I like you, Nat" "I'm not sure how I feel about you Carl, I'm still trying to figure you out" "Then I'll wait for you. That will show you how much I care for you, just, let me" ~•~ I thought that, safety was about sticking to one place that kept you away from danger. Boy was I wrong. From a dangerous hell hole to a haven in the next. From abandoned to being rescued. From bad to good. After 3 good years of pure torture, people, good people, come and saves me. And the best thing about this group was.. This boy, suddenly comes in and teaches me different and new feelings. How you feel touching someone's hand, how you feel when you're all alone in a starry night and how you feel when he says he loves you, and you saying it back. I finally realized that my safe haven in this dangerous world.. ... was wherever Carl Grimes, the world's best sheriff, was.