Novels by H.I Pearl

Dear Amazing Readers, Wow. What a journey this has been! From the very first chapter to this final moment, you have been with me, turning every page, feeling every emotion, and living through every twist and turn alongside Sophie and Julian. Writing this story has been an incredible experience, but what made it truly special was you—the readers who believed in it, supported it, and followed it through to the very end. Your love, your comments, your gems, your excitement, and even your theories kept me going. I am beyond grateful for each and every one of you. Your time, your emotions, and your dedication mean the world to me. Whether this story made you smile, cry, gasp, or swoon, I hope it left an imprint on your heart, just as you have left one on mine. This isn’t just my story—it’s our story. And though we’ve reached the end of this chapter, remember, every ending is just the beginning of something new(like my next book; please check it out🙃) Thank you for being a part of this

SIX YEARS LATER Sophie’s POV "Good morning, beauty." A deep, familiar voice broke through my peaceful sleep, and I felt a warm presence near me. Slowly, I fluttered my eyes open, adjusting to the morning light streaming through the curtains. Julian stood beside the bed, a soft smile on his lips, holding a tray of breakfast in his hands. "Good morning, honey," I murmured, stretching lazily before sitting up. A wave of warmth filled me at the sight before me—a plate of golden-brown toast, a perfectly fried egg, and a steaming cup of tea. My stomach grumbled in approval, making me smile. Julian placed the tray gently on the bed and sat on the edge, watching me. "I made breakfast for you," I glanced at him, my heart swelling with love. "Thank you, honey." His smile widened, and without warning, he leaned in, tilting his head to kiss me. I quickly turned my face away, causing him to freeze mid-motion. "Huh?" He blinked. I chuckled, pressing my lips together. "I haven’t brushed my

Chapter 118 Sophie’s POV It had been three hell long days since Julian fell into a coma. His face, once so vibrant and full of life, was now pale and drawn, the oxygen tubes were gone but there was still IV drips connected to his hand. His lips were slightly parted, and his chest rose and fell weakly beneath the hospital gown, but there was no other sign of movement. I sat beside him, my fingers laced through his, unable to look away from his still form. I tightened my grip on his hand, my voice barely above a whisper. "Julian, can you hear me?" No response. My throat tightened as I swallowed hard, forcing back another wave of despair. I wished for even the faintest sign of acknowledgement. I missed him—his laughter, his warmth, his voice, everything that made him who he was. "Do you remember when you first told me you loved me?" I continued, my voice trembling. "You said it so casually, as if you had always known. And I was so scared… scared that if I believed it, I’d los

Chapter 117 Sophie’s POV The ambulance doors slammed shut, and we sped through the city, sirens wailing. My hands trembled as I clutched Julian’s, his skin cold and clammy. His face was too pale, his lips slightly parted as he struggled for breath. "Stay with me, Julian," I pleaded, my voice shaking. "Please, don’t close your eyes." He tried to smile, but it was weak. His eyelids fluttered, his body barely holding on. "No, no, no," I sobbed, pressing my forehead against his. "You promised me. You said you wouldn’t leave me. You can’t break your promise now." The paramedics worked frantically, pressing gauze against his wound, checking his vitals. "He's losing too much blood," one of them muttered. "Do something!" I screamed. "We're doing everything we can," another paramedic said, trying to keep me calm. I swallowed back my panic and looked at Julian again. His chest rose and fell weakly, each breath looking more labored than the last. "I love you, Sophie," he whi

Chapter 116 Sophie’s POV The sound of the gunshot echoed in my ears, deafening. My body tensed, my breath hitched, and for a moment, I swore my heart had stopped. But there was no pain. I wasn’t hit! Slowly, I opened my eyes, my body trembling, my breath ragged. My heart pounded so loudly it nearly drowned out everything else. Celine—or rather, Victoria—was standing there, her face twisted in rage. But her grip on the gun had faltered, her hands shaking slightly. Then I noticed—someone had tackled her from the side. The gun had fired, but not at me. My breath came in short, uneven bursts as my eyes fell on the person who had tackled her. Julian. He was there, gripping Victoria’s wrist, twisting it painfully as she shrieked in frustration. The gun clattered to the floor, skidding across the rooftop. Victoria struggled wildly, her breath ragged with anger. "Let me go, you bastard!" she spat. "Not this time." Julian’s grip tightened as he shoved her backward, pinning her agains

Chapter 115 Sophie’s POV "How do I look?" I asked, turning to Julian while smoothing down the fabric of my red off-shoulder gown. The silky material hugged my curves perfectly, flowing elegantly to my feet. Julian’s gaze softened as he stepped closer, his lips curving into a fond smile. "You look as stunning as always," he murmured, tucking a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. His touch was gentle, affectionate, and when he leaned down to press a kiss on my forehead, warmth spread through me. Then, he kissed me lightly on the lips, making my heart skip a beat. "Thank you, hubby," I whispered, "You made this happen. You made everything happen. If someone had told me a year ago when I got here that everything would turn out like this, I would have asked them to shut up." Julian chuckled, his fingers tilting my chin up so I could meet his gaze. "Why?" he asked. I sighed, shaking my head at how absurd it all seemed now. "Because I never thought I would fall in love with yo

FLASHBACK CONTINUES Ava's POV "Ava, you can't do this. Please, listen to us this once. Don't do anything drastic." Rhea cried out from the other side of the door, her voice breaking. I could hear her pressed against the metal, could imagine her hands flat against it, trying to reach me through the barrier between us. "No words can get to me. I already made up my mind." I cried back, my voice shaking. I was holding the hard part of the knife handle, gripping it tightly as I looked at the tip that was shining under the kitchen lights. I was going to end it right now and here. Right in this kitchen where I'd made so many meals, where I'd laughed with friends, where I'd fed my baby and Thorne. "Ava, please. Just don't do anything." Nathan pleaded, his deeper voice joining the others. I could hear the fear in his tone, something I'd never heard from him before. "I promise you I'll find a solution as soon as possible. Thorne will regain his memory and bring Kaelen back home

FLASHBACK CONTINUES Ava's POV "Ava, you can't do this. Please, listen to us this once. Don't do anything drastic." Rhea cried out from the other side of the door, her voice breaking. I could hear her pressed against the metal, could imagine her hands flat against it, trying to reach me through the barrier between us. "No words can get to me. I already made up my mind." I cried back, my voice shaking. I was holding the hard part of the knife handle, gripping it tightly as I looked at the tip that was shining under the kitchen lights. I was going to end it right now and here. Right in this kitchen where I'd made so many meals, where I'd laughed with friends, where I'd fed my baby and Thorne. "Ava, please. Just don't do anything." Nathan pleaded, his deeper voice joining the others. I could hear the fear in his tone, something I'd never heard from him before. "I promise you I'll find a solution as soon as possible. Thorne will regain his memory and bring Kaelen back home

FLASHBACK CONTINUES Ava's POV "Ava, you can't do this. Please, listen to us this once. Don't do anything drastic." Rhea cried out from the other side of the door, her voice breaking. I could hear her pressed against the metal, could imagine her hands flat against it, trying to reach me through the barrier between us. "No words can get to me. I already made up my mind." I cried back, my voice shaking. I was holding the hard part of the knife handle, gripping it tightly as I looked at the tip that was shining under the kitchen lights. I was going to end it right now and here. Right in this kitchen where I'd made so many meals, where I'd laughed with friends, where I'd fed my baby and Thorne. "Ava, please. Just don't do anything." Nathan pleaded, his deeper voice joining the others. I could hear the fear in his tone, something I'd never heard from him before. "I promise you I'll find a solution as soon as possible. Thorne will regain his memory and bring Kaelen back home

Ava's POV"Ava. You really should stay calm, okay?" Briane called out gently, her voice pulling my attention away from the door.My gaze had been fixed on the spot where Mira and Nathan had just gone through, staring at the closed door like I could will them back to safety if I looked hard enough. I turned slowly to face Briane, trying to arrange my features into something that looked less terrified."Nathan will be back soon to pick you up." Briane continued, walking over to sit beside me on the couch.She reached out and took my hand, which was cold and clammy with nervous sweat."I really just can't help but worry, honestly, Briane. I just can't shake this feeling that something terrible is going to happen." I admitted, my voice coming out small and scared. "It's like there's this weight sitting on my chest and I can't breathe properly.""It's really understandable, Ava. Anyone in your position would feel exactly the same way." Rhea said, stepping closer to where Briane and I were

THE D-DAY (DAY OF THE BINDING CEREMONY)Ava's POVI carefully slipped into the navy blue gown that Thorne had bought for me on one of our shopping trips together, back when things were normal and happy. The memory of that day flashed through my mind...him holding up the dress with excitement in his eyes, insisting I try it on and I didn't wanted to, not because I didn't like it but because I had checked the price tag before and it was damn expensive.The fabric was soft and luxurious against my skin, flowing smoothly as I pulled it up over my body. I remember he had also gotten a matching navy blue suit that same day and said we were going to match as a couple, looking coordinated and perfect together. But his suit is lying unused in our old house, probably gathering dust, unworn and waiting for an occasion that never came.Mira stepped closer to me, and reached behind me and helped zip up the gown, her fingers working the zipper smoothly up my back. Then she adjusted the off-shoulder

Thorne's POVONE WEEK LATERI had been forced to wait for this day when I would finally be meeting Ava. The anticipation had been building inside me for seven long days. I have to hear her side of the stories...maybe hearing her perspective would make me remember something important, trigger some buried memory. Ever since that strange incident where I had seen vivid memories of me carrying a baby boy in a hospital room, I hadn't seen any visions or flashbacks since then. Nothing. It was like my mind had shown me one tantalizing glimpse and then slammed the door shut again."Are you going out somewhere?" Dammit. I had completely forgotten this bitch was here. The realization hit me like cold water, making my shoulders tense.The woman Velra had promised I would be getting married to had been brought here to live with me a week ago. Amelia. Just thinking her name made me want to grimace.I clenched my fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms. I really can't do anything drasti

Zara's POVNever in my life. Not even in my wildest, most twisted dream, would I have ever thought the person who wanted Cassius dead, the same person who had my sister killed, the same person who handed Xander that mission that eventually landed in my hands...was someone I had already met.Someone I had already spoken to.My stomach dropped. The realization hit me like a bucket of ice water straight to the face. That son of a gun who helped me get into the club that night. He was behind everything? He was the one pulling the strings this whole time?I searched my brain, clawing through my memory for his name. Nothing. I couldn't grab it. It kept slipping like wet soap between my fingers, and that frustrated me even more.Wait.So when he approached me at the club and helped me entered, he already knew exactly who I was. He knew my name, he knew my face and he still walked up to me like we were strangers meeting by chance.What an absolute asshole.My jaw tightened. My grip on the gun

Zara's POV"Your phone..." Raven's voice cut through as I stumbled outside the hospital.I barely registered his words. My legs were moving but I didn't know how. There was no strength in them, no life. I was just staggering forward, one foot in front of the other, like a zombie.I ignored Raven completely, acting like I didn't hear a single word he just said. My eyes stared straight ahead at nothing. What would I take the phone that beast got for me for? I don't want anything from him. I don't want anything from anyone.My sister was dead.The thought kept circling in my head, over and over, like a song I couldn't stop playing. Dead. Zylara was dead. Gone. Never coming back.Even when I'd been working as an assassin all these years, there was never any threat on my sister or me. It was always a clean job - get in, do what needed to be done, get out. Nobody ever came after me. Nobody ever knew who I was. So why is Cassius's situation different? Why do I have to suffer for his bad work

Zara's POV This is it. This is the moment that's going to change everything. Part of me wanted to keep my eyes closed forever. If I never looked, then I'd never have to know. I could stay in this horrible in-between place where my sister might still be alive somewhere. Where there was still hope, still a chance. But I had to look. I had to know. My eyelids felt heavy, like they were fighting against me. My heart was beating so fast and so hard I thought it might explode right out of my chest. I could feel it in my throat, in my ears, everywhere. Thump-thump-thump-thump, over and over like a drum. Please. Please. Please. I didn't even know what I was begging for anymore. For it not to be there? For this all to be some horrible nightmare I could wake up from? My hands wouldn't stop shaking. The white sheet trembled in my grip. Just look. Just open your eyes and look, Zara. You have to know. The cold air of the mortuary bit at my skin. I could smell the chemicals they used to pr

Zara's POVCan it just not be my sister, God? I can't help but feel the fear in my whole body, like ice water running through my veins. My hands won't stop shaking. What if it really is my sister? What if it turned out I couldn't save her? Ahhh, no. Zara, don't think that way. Don't go there."Crystal...wait!" Cassius called out as I rushed out of the jet.I spun around, anger mixing with my fear. "What again? What do you want from me?! Haven't you done enough? You want to add more to it?" The words came out harsh and loud, but I didn't care. I didn't wait for his reply either. I just turned and headed straight into the hospital, my legs moving faster than my brain could keep up.The hospital smell hit me immediately - that clean, chemical smell that makes your nose burn. I hated it. I hated everything about being here."How can we help you, ma'am?" The first nurse I ran into said. She had a kind face, but I couldn't focus on that right now."I'm here to see the corpse that was claim

Zara's POV"I can..." I began, but Cassius cut me short before I could finish."Don't you dare!" Cassius yelled, his voice sharp and loud.Then, in one quick motion, he pulled me closer. So tight. So fast. My head slammed against his chest and then...Bang!The sound of a gunshot cut through the air.My mind went blank. Everything stopped. Did I just get shot? Am I dying right now? But wait... if I got shot, I shouldn't be able to think, right? I shouldn't be standing here trying to make sense of what just happened. So what's going on? I don't understand anymore."Are you okay?" I heard Cassius's voice. It was low, barely above a whisper, like he was scared to speak any louder.I raised my head slowly to look at him. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears."What...what..." I stuttered. The words wouldn't come out right. My mouth was open but nothing made sense.Then I turned around to look behind me. That's when I saw it.A body lying on the ground right beside the h

Zylara's POV I took a deep breath and continued forward, moving even more carefully now. As I got closer to the door, I started to hear voices coming from inside. They were muffled and inaudible at first, which meant people were definitely in there. My pulse quickened, but I forced myself to keep moving. I could just slip past and they'd never even know I was there. "...in Italy, but I already sent someone there..." The voice became clearer as I got closer. "Are you sure Luciano won't say anything, though?" Another voice responded, this one with that British accent I'd come to recognize and hate. It was the man who'd touched my face earlier. "I just have this feeling that we can't trust him." I pressed myself against the wall, barely breathing as I inched closer to the door. "He won't. I've trained him more than you think..." the first voice said dismissively. There was a pause, and I thought maybe they were done talking, but then the British man spoke again, and what he said