Imperfect Pearls Novels & Stories

It's just your typical view when you see everyone back at school. I ignore all of them and look for a certain person. Elena nudges me, pointing to a boy striding over to us. His wild, untame, ash-blond hair bounces as he takes his steps—wait, what conditioner does he use? I need it—and his blue eyes gleam with happiness. The crowd literally parts for him, because this, ladies and gentlemen, is Reese Sultan. The school's very own golden boy.

"Why did it have to be him, of all people? I don't even know why I'm here! Drinking away my sorrows just to forget about him. It's not as if he's that handsome. I mean, Jade has such a nasty temper, and I hate what he does sometimes. Do I even deserve this?!" "It's always like that, bestie. Sometimes, we don't get what we want from life. See, most of us aren't perfect my dear. We just have to make the best out of people even if we think their wrong for us, sometimes. Make Jade a perfect gentle man, Fire. I notice his best whenever he's with you. Have you seen the spark in his eyes, recently? That's the charm you've given to him. I've also noticed the same joy in you of resent. I don't know i

Simon answered. "That's what I thought so let's find out," Erik said, pulling out three more pearl stones. One was blue and the others were black and white. He handed Peter the blue pearl stone. "Okay now Simon I want you to hand over your pearl stone to Peter and close your eyes till this demonstration is over. You'll guess five times which hand your soul is in and if you're not reincarnated, you will pick your soul's color each of the five times. If you're reincarnated, you'll pick the opposite color five times. The audience will recite to you the color you've chosen."

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.

“ I love you , I love you “ he kept repeating as he trailed kisses down my jaw , to my neck . “ I love you too “ I love him so much that I can feel my heart stop whenever I think a future without him , I can’t even imagine my world without him but it doesn’t matter anymore because he was here , with me . Even if we fuck up this thing that we have now , no matter how much we screw it up .., I could feel that we still will find our ways back to each other . Because even if it wasn’t perfect - and laden with imperfections , it was ours to keep .

Emily's POV Three Days Later "Em, why are you not dressed for the ball?" Gen asked as she poked her head through the door. "I'm not going," I answered as I lay my head on my pillow, feeling sorry for myself. Gen was already dressed in a lovely purple and white dress that hugged her chest area but flowed freely from her waist down to her ankles. Her white heels, silver earrings and necklace added the finishing touches, and her makeup was extra flawless. I almost didn't recognize my best friend.

Alina concluded. “Yes!” Alya replied. “And once a pearl is given away, it can’t be taken back. Otherwise, both of us will disappear together.” “What’ll happen to him if he doesn’t fall in love with you after a year?” Alina asked. “Nothing,” Alya sighed. “The power of the pearl will go away and he’ll live his life normally without me.” She lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Her mind was confused by what was going to happen and even though what she did was really silly, she had no choice but to save him. However, this new complication is going to end her life anyway.

I scrolled through my inbox, quite disappointed I got none from Nicholas. I gazed at the pearl bracelet he had given me at the beach, 'A pearl is a symbol of perfection and incorruptibility' he said. He was just the opposite of the bracelet, corrupt and imperfect. I ran my finger through each stones and slid it off my wrist gently, then I threw it in the trash can at the corner of my room.

The pearls were round and glowed with a brilliant luster, making it impossible to take your eyes off them with just one glance. “This pearl necklace is so beautiful,” the stylist said, picking up the pearls and placing the necklace around Jessica’s neck. “The whiteness of the pearls, combined with Miss Johnson’s skin tone and the white of the wedding dress, makes your whole appearance pure and perfect, like a beautiful piece of jade.”

When Alex heard that, he frowned and said, "Don't think that just by acting like that, you can deceive others. Your tongue is also very cruel. Obviously, I personally delivered that box to you, but you were so clumsy that you dropped the box yourself! Now you're saying it was all because I dropped that box on purpose?" I looked at the box of pearls on the other table, and I saw many pearls that had been picked up and brought inside. These pearls were neatly arranged on a red silk cloth, and their box was also made of precious cedar. The pearls lying there constantly reflected the light of the filament bulb in our room. Although the light there was quite weak, it was still enough for the pear