Its Over Isnt It Pearl Novels & Stories

“She’s behind this.” Before Stefan could reply, a familiar voice came from behind us, mocking and sharp. “You’re wasting your time, Jade.” I turned. Pearl stood there, arms crossed over her swollen belly, a smirk twisting her lips. “Everyone has tried to open that door,” she said smugly. “Even Kieran himself. But it won’t open. Not for anyone.” “Then I’ll find a way,” I said through gritted teeth. Pearl laughed softly. “You never learn, do you? Always chasing what’s gone. Maybe it’s time you accepted reality, your son is gone, and Kieran doesn’t need you anymore.”

“It’s Pearl. Like any other people know me, that’s also how you should call me, Ms. VVIP.” Said Perl after a minute of pause. She tried to give her a calming smile, but Evelyn took it as an apologetic smile. Evelyn also takes it as a limitation Pearl set in their relationship. But, instead of getting angry, Evelyn felt rather relieved that Grace is not offended by her question.

“He killed your parents and made you suffer. Babe, you don’t have to feel guilty for not feeling sorry for him.” She lets out a sigh and rests her head on my chest right before our six pack of Lord’s walk in and study us. “What are you doing about that guy?” Mark, our second born, asks. “My BMG will kill him if he so much as shows up here,” Pearl says, and I have no doubt that my bestie will do that. Close to the nineth decade, but as feisty as ever. “Nothing. We have no relationship with him,” Amari tells them.

"Maybe the events that occurred before you came here are just making effect. You must be thinking about a lot of things at the same time, that's why the portal won't open, because it cannot know what you really desire." "B-but I said it! I said that I want to see him and my parents." "You said it indeed." Jihae nodded. "But this is not the only thing you are thinking about Jimmy. You need to rest my dear, let's retry later." "I can't..." the diamond-haired covered his crying face. "I really have to go." Jihae kept rubbing his back, her heart breaking for seeing him in this state. "I really wish I could help my dear, but I lost all my powers."

It was one her mother had given her on her twenty-first birthday. “If you don’t have anything borrowed, I’d love for you to wear this.” Estelle’s eyes widened as she took the bracelet. “No, I don’t. I’d forgotten, actually. Thank you so much.” “I brought you a blue garter.” Jane jumped up to rummage in her purse that lay on a nearby table. “And your gown is new, right?” Serena smiled. “That’s right. And my necklace is old.” Estelle slipped the garter on under the ivory satin. She sucked in a nervous breath as Georgina gave the train a final fluff.

"Top Actress Regina Brooks Celebrates Birthday With a Four-Million-Dollar Diamond Necklace Gifted by a Mysterious Tycoon." I rubbed my eyes, my hands trembling as I zoomed in on the photo. The man in the picture only showed his back. Nonetheless, after three years of marriage, I recognized him instantly. It was my husband, Isaiah Keller—he had a distinct black mole behind his ear that gave him away. Four million dollars was an astronomical amount to me. Just a few days ago, I went shopping with Isaiah and saw a 200-dollar purse that I liked. He said it was too expensive and told me not to buy it.

Mia cried out, her body stiff and her eyes red. "I'm a tough guy. I'm fine. What about you and the babies? Are you guys okay?" I patted her back reassuringly, but a surge of rage was already rising inside me. I turned around and fixed my gaze on Ian, who stood frozen. "Ian Lewis, if the coffee had landed on her, I would've made you regret ever being born." The icy tone of my voice made Ian turn pale with fear. He instinctively hid behind Amanda before saying, "I didn't do it on purpose, Steven. It's her fault for rushing over out of nowhere and—"

The last notes of the birthday song still hung in the air when my best friend dropped a bombshell. "Our very own heartthrob has gone all out to show his devotion to Yasmine with a surprise gift—the Peterson Group's legendary heirloom pearl bracelet!" The word 'heirloom' sent a ripple of excitement through my friends, who started whooping and hollering. I was buzzing with a different kind of excitement, not like the joy I felt in my previous life. Gazing at the softly glowing pearl bracelet, my hands balled into fists as the truth hit me—I had a second chance at life.

“Just relax. Take a deep breath. You need more than what you just listed. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t have been pulled over. Admit it, sis. You want love just as much as the rest of us.” Pearl had no intention of giving these three guys with goofy names any chance at all, but she desperately wanted time with Katty. It appeared she didn’t have much of a choice anyway. She sighed, looking skyward. “I seriously feel like I’m going to pass out right now.” “Deep breaths. It’s okay. I’m here with you. You’re lucky. I was all alone when I was pulled over.” “Lucky, lucky. Sure.” She put a hand to her head. “I really do feel light-headed.” “You’ll be—” Pearl collapsed into darkness.

Pearl The elderly man with the long beard, who was in charge of the examination, suddenly made another announcement while still seated. I remained at my place, but different thoughts began to cloud my mind. I clenched my fists under the table. Peanuts, wasn’t it? Ugh, I hate him. Why does he have to be so good at everything and act like he knows it all? And why did my heart do that weird flutter thing when he spoke? No, no, no—focus, Pearl. He's just another arrogant noble with a perfect brain, a perfect face, and a perfectly punchable smirk. You're not here to get distracted by perfect problems. You're here to survive.