Marina X Pearl Novels & Stories

Pearl asked, surprised. “I heard about Geneva Link,” Martha said, forcing a smile. “Since I wasn’t there, I came to congratulate Ethan in person.” Pearl nodded politely. “He’s resting after a long day. You can come back tomorrow.” Martha turned to leave, but then her eyes caught a pair of black stiletto heels near the cushion. “Is that your shoe?” Pearl gasped, rushing to grab them. “Oh! I forgot to take these in.” She disappeared with them quickly.

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.

As Everly took her seat, the lights dimmed. Marina whispered a threat, "Don't push your luck, Everly." "Push my luck? I haven’t even exposed you as a homewrecker yet," Everly retorted. Despite the dim lighting, she could see that Marina had turned as pale as a ghost. This, in turn, brought a cheerful smile to Everly's face. "I just love how you can't do anything about me even though you can’t stand me. Marina, I've got evidence of all the things you've done.

She was silent for a good minute and then spoke up. "I used to have a friend in my old pack. I was around seven when I met her. She was wearing this kind of necklace, and she told me the tales about it." she started explaining with furrowed eyebrows. I listened to every word she said. "Her name was Charleigh. She was the same age as me. She said when she was born. Her mother put a necklace on her neck. It was a special necklace that was made out of 'disappearing pearls'... means it won't be shown to outsiders but will be visible in certain events. But I don't know when exactly... and you are wearing the same kind." she broke the news.

SARDINE SEVEN: ~Marina's Pov~ After the wholesome two hour car ride with this pain in the ass fuzzy of mine, we finally reached the beautiful city of Santa Monica. As we rode through the streets in search of our lodge, basically Jason had made reservations for one close to the Pier, I inhaled the different atmosphere, absorbing every inch of it all. "Nothing feels better than this..." Jason sang along with Khalid's voice booming from the car's speaker.

"He's drawing and he doesn't want to be disturbed. Maybe you can call again later. He miss Pearl." Milan called Amari, Pearl. When I was pregnant with Amari I got a seashell with a pearl from Reina. Milan found it so beautiful, that he asked me the meaning of a pearl. I could still hear his demanding voice in my ears. "What is a pearl mommy? It is so beautiful. Tell me mommy, what is a pearl." When Amari was born and he saw her, his eyes lit up like fireworks. His lips curled into a smile as he leaned in to kiss her on her rosy cheeks. "She looks like a pearl mommy. The one you have in your room. Can I call her pearl?"

Right now, this is the only source of answer I have and I can't afford to risk ruining it. "Good. Now close your eyes and think about the ocean, Just the ocean. Be calm m breathe in and out" I followed every instructions, and suddenly I could feel the temper slowly fading away, followed by the room's hot temperature. "That's it lil princess. There's really no need to be upset darling. No need at all. Your friend did what any normal human should have done in her place. It is hard to process. Remember how you reacted when you saw yourself. So you just need to understand. She's scared but that does not make her a bad friend "

She did not know the answer yet but she knew she could feel a change in him that wasn't there before. Shortly after eight, they left to The Pearls, an exquisite six star restuarant in Miami. It was literally on the shore line suspended in the air by invisible to the eye cables. Martha gasped with excitement , it was the most beautiful sight she had seen in all her years. The floors were clear glass and only 10 guests could be seated at a time. They were lucky to get a seat , although it was fully booked. The waitor had made an exception once seeing Peters VIP card. They were led in by a tall , dark ,aforeign national waitress. Her accent was intriguing. And Martha couldn't help but ask so ma

Her Marina. THE END

Marina blurted, but there was excitement in her eyes. “So what’s it gonna be?” Malik grinned. “Take it off!” Devonte added. I started to protest. “Now wait a—” “A bet’s a bet, white boy,” Jamal interrupted. Marina stood. “He’s right, honey.” She undid her shorts and let them fall to her ankles, then kicked them away. She stood in nothing but a pair of pink silk panties, her ass cheeks spilling out. She turned slowly in front of them. Malik and Devonte whistled.