Damaged Pearls Novels & Stories

Even with the help of the coachman from the Marquis of Elderglen's family and three others, they were exhausted and unable to find the earring. Just as they were about to give up, Carissa noticed a glint of light near the academy's entrance. She rushed over and found that it was indeed the pearl earring. She quickly picked it up, but the earring was damaged—the gold thread and the two gold leaves holding the pearl were missing, leaving only the pearl itself. The place she found the earring wasn't where Kayla had fallen. The earring must have been crushed by a carriage and then kicked to this spot.

He’d FINALLY given us his blessing and I was determined to stay on his good side. “I won’t take up much of your time,” he said. “I just…I wanted to give you something.” He handed me a string of pearls. At first, I was surprised. Why would I want a string of pearls? But when I looked at them more closely, I could see that they were not ordinary pearls. They shone with a strange iridescent glow, as though they were made of faded rainbows. I looked up at him, confused. “Sidian pearls,” he said, a half-smile on his face.

The glow emitted from the pearl was breathtaking, and the host on stage told the pearl's origins at a moderate pace. The pearl originated from the Swallow Kingdom and was gifted by an unknown king to his beloved consort. Then, it changed masters a few times before becoming an accompaniment for the burial of a madam during the Astor Dynasty. After that, the tomb was raided, and the pearl was lost overseas. Under a stroke of good luck, Irene Moore saw it during an auction and used eight million Union dollars to bid on it.

But he agreed to let it go, admitting that he didn’t much like the smell inside the pearl factory either. And that was how the matter had been dropped. Now, Damien had handed her this pearl pillowcase. Seraphina felt it was unbearably heavy—cruel, even. Was the young master, to Damien, just like one of those oysters? Useful for now because he was in the process of “nurturing a pearl”—but once it was formed, would Damien cruelly take it and toss the young master away like trash? With that thought, the gentle pearl glow from the pillowcase suddenly felt chilling.

Due to the proximity, the lingering scent of tobacco made me sick to my stomach. “It was fine,” I replied curtly, yanking his hands off me. Oblivious to my odd behavior, Dominick took my attitude as nothing more than a little tantrum. He shot his subordinate a look, and the latter presented a gift box on the double. “So I heard that you threw away the roses and ring? That’s pretty willful of you, but that’s what I like about you. “These are pearls imported from the Miranth Gulf. They cost me thirty million dollars at the auction. What do you think?”

I approached the display case where Lily's gifts sat in their neat row. Only two remained now. The pearl necklace gleamed under the soft lighting, its surface flawless and pristine. Each pearl was perfectly matched, the kind of jewelry that cost more than most people earned in a year. Damien had commissioned it for Lily's third birthday, explaining to me how each pearl represented a year of her life, with additional pearls to be added as she grew older. "When she's eighteen, it will be complete," he'd said with such pride and certainty in our future together.

I met his disbelieving gaze, pulled up my sleeve to show him my bare arm, and revealed the truth, one word at a time. "My nine Mermaid's Pearls are all gone. The last one was used three days ago… to save your great Alpha." "My healing power is gone forever." The entire estate fell into a deathly silence. "Liar!" "It's a scam!" Suspicion and rage replaced their fanaticism. Kyle stared at my arm. He knew there used to be a shimmering fishtail mark there. He had even told me once it was mysterious and beautiful. But now, it was gone.

“I vow, on my wolf, I will never hurt you again. I’ll swear a blood-oath. If I break it, may the Moon curse me.” I looked at him with sheer impatience. “Don’t change the subject. Who took the diamond?” Kael’s eyes darted away. He mumbled, “Selene saw it at our den once. She liked it. I thought it was just a trinket… I let her have it.” I stared at him in disgust. “Kael, that was no ‘trinket.’ That was my mother’s Moon-Tear. Her bridal gem.” Kael offered a weak smile. “Darling, I didn’t know it held such sentimental value. If I had, I’d never have let her take it.”

It probably wouldn't have been ideal for anyone else, and hell, Nikki may hate me for not making more of a production out of it, but either way, I stuck my hand into my pocket. She focused on our son, yet I knew the moment she saw the diamond that glittered in the white-gold setting. I heard the gasp seconds before she moved her fingers to her mouth. When she pulled back enough for me to see her eyes, radiant blues and deep greys feathered from her pupils, and tears pooled, threatening to cascade down her cheeks. I hated to see her cry, but this was when she was the most beautiful...when she was vulnerable.

‎ Ps: this was the necklace your grandma gave to me on my wedding and I hope you pass it down to your daughter someday ' ‎My eyes watered as I took out the necklace from the box. It a gold chain with an emerald pendant. ‎"It's so pretty" Ashley chimed and I nodded ‎"I know..... it's perfect" she helped me put on the necklace and I admired it. ‎This became my source of strength the necklace gave me hope that everything would be better. ‎The walk down the isle was the hardest walk I've ever taken in my life. My whole body felt heavy as I walked down the dammed isle.