Harry Styles Pearls Novels & Stories

"Come on Louis, I know you can see that. He' s skinny, but judging by the shape of his bones, he' ll be an adult soon. You don' t fool yourself. " King Louis glared at him, "So what are you trying to say? " "Don' t get mad. I' m just trying to say that I can help play a bad guy if you want to get that boy out of the way. " "Think about it, Your Majesty. " "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your generosity. We will now present our fifteenth auction item, and it is, the fruit of Pearl Herb. " The host opened a wooden box and the light illuminated the blue fruit inside. It glowed with a pearl-like luster, and how wonderful it looked like a pearl that could be used as an accessory.

I wore the pearl headband on my head "How odd, why does this headband feel a bit heavy? these are not real pearls is it?" He raised a brow at me "What are you talking about? I don't buy plastic pearls and when I said my friend got them for you, I mean they each found real pearls from real people who sell pearls" "Wait what?"

When he hugged her for the first time, he made a mental note of her measurement, and his calculation was correct. The makeup artist did a little bit of enhancement on her feature, it was nothing over the top, French women in general love to keep their natural beauty on even with makeup, but it made a recognizable change on her, she looked glowing and radiant. Her hair was styled in waterfall braid, she finished her look with the jewelry set he bought for her, they were matching pearl drop earing and dainty pearl necklace with gold chain. As they said, pearl are the safest choice as they are elegant and timeless. Nothing over the top, but something to leave an impression.

Dressing like a schoolgirl was pretty easy, it was getting the outfit out the front door past the watchful eyes of her Mother and Step-Father that was going to be the tough bit. Pearl had tied her long blonde hair into pigtails at each side of her head, she could feel the ends of the pigtails brushing on her lower back, which was exposed under her white button up shirt that she had tied to show off a bare midriff. Barely covering her ass was maybe the world’s shortest tartan skirt. If Pearl wasn’t careful about where she bent over this evening, then potentially a lot of people would be getting a clear view of her white panties covering her pussy from behind.

Inside the box rested a delicate veil comb crafted from gold and pearls. Arabella’s breath caught instantly. “Oh my God…” The pearls shimmered softly beneath the light, elegant and timeless. “They were your mother’s,” Adrian said softly. “The original necklace was damaged years ago, but I had a designer in Paris restore the pearls and remake them into something new.” Arabella stared at the piece with trembling fingers. “She wore them at charity galas,” she whispered faintly. “I remember playing with them when I was little.” Adrian nodded. “Now I want you to wear them when you walk toward me.”

"A tiny apartment in Brooklyn? Oh, my god, that is so pathetic it actually makes me sad for you." Suddenly, she reached out and snatched my cheap beanie off my head. "What is this? Ten-dollar garbage?" She tossed it into a muddy snowbank. She tapped a glittering diamond clip in her perfect hair. "Know how much this Harry Winston clip costs? Four hundred and eighty thousand dollars. Kil bought it for me last week just because I said I had a bad hair day." I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted copper. “Enough.” I snapped my head up and shoved her finger out of my face. “Stop rubbing it in! That’s between him and me. You don’t get to judge!”

After a long while, she said slowly, "Okay, let's have a try." Charles smiled and hugged her even tighter. In the evening, the boss who promised to send pearls to Stacy as promised. There were two kinds of pearls. One was the size of a bean, and the other was the size of a mung bean. There were more than 800 of them, and each of them was round and beautiful. Although the boss wanted to make money from it, the things were really good. After Stacy took it, she paid Pearl's money and gave her boss some transportation expenses. He was honest, and Stacy was willing to give more money.

I adorned it with a pearl necklace and matching earrings while Harper expertly styled my hair and applied makeup. Elaine, on the other hand, opted for a short burgundy dress with long sleeves that hugged her body elegantly. She complemented her outfit with a pair of stunning ruby diamond earrings recently gifted by Oliver. The ensemble was a true sight to behold. With matching heels and purses, Harper gave us the seal of approval.

Flashback. This night is one of the most important evenings in my life. I am expecting that everything will be perfect but these people. They are giving me nightmares and not sweet lavender dreams like I expected. "I want you to look at this and tell me that this looks like a pair of pink diamond studs to you, Peachy?" With my brows arching, I glare at my stylist. Her eyes widened and she immediately panicked. She turned to my jewelry box to go get the pink diamond studs that I had asked her for earlier.

With growing dismay, Harvey realized he'd never properly looked at any present from Elara—not even once. Now he couldn't recall which accessories were from Elara at all. He took out his phone, photographed all the items, and sent the pictures to his stylist to identify which pieces the stylist had purchased. The reply came immediately despite the late hour. From the list, Harvey finally isolated the ties and lapel pins Elara had given him. His fingers traced the silk patterns of the ties and the glittering gemstones of the pins. He had gotten so many pieces from Elara. Theodore only had one.