Pearl Blade Comics Novels & Stories

Every Thanksgiving, my husband, Salvatore, brings home a showgirl from one of his clubs. He makes me kneel and serve them drinks. A lesson, he calls it, in how to please a man. This was the eighth Thanksgiving, and this time, he brought back a girl poured into a tight leather dress. "She doesn't have any decent jewelry," Salvatore announced. "Give her your heirloom diamond ring. Your grandmother's pearl earrings, too. And take off that silk choker for her." He smirked. "And listen, she's young, doesn't know the rules. You'll have to show her the ropes. Especially how to handle a man in bed." Every member of the Genovese family was watching, waiting for my humiliation. I didn't disappoint. I opened my mouth and asked Salvatore for a divorce. Salvatore let out a sharp, ugly laugh, his eyes full of contempt. "Francesca, you pull this same shit every time," he jeered. "Your act is pathetic. Even more dramatic than your performance in bed." He leaned in. "You really want to divorce me? Fine. I'll give you five million in cash if you actually walk out that door." The living room erupted in laughter. They all said I was playing hard to get, that I didn't know my place. But they didn't know. This was the 88th time I had asked for a divorce, and it was the first time I truly meant it.

As my blade pierces the base of his neck, the silver sizzles against his skin. His cold blue eyes open wide. The grim reality of his situation sets in. He gulps hard and shakes his head in fear. "I repent." He squeaks like the coward he is. "Forgive my crimes. Let me face the Council." "You'll find no mercy here, Sin." Blood gushes down his bare chest freely. "You will be judged by the Goddess." His expression quickly changes to one of anger, exposing his ruse. "I see you in the Palace of the Goddess, I will kill you again." I growl. "And if she casts me out, I will meet you on the edge of the River Styx and kill you in Purgatory over and over until the Ferryman come to collect us. And if Hades allows, I will continue to kill you in the Underworld until the end of time." "I underestimated you." He chokes. "Everyone does." I whisper as I lay my full weight against the pommel.

York Langston locked me up for six months. Word on the street was he dropped over 100 million to buy me my own private island. Security here? Tight enough to rival the White House. Even a bird that flew past the area would get shot down on sight. But what nobody knew… All that luxury people envied? To me, it was just a gilded cage. It wasn't until he found a woman who looked almost like me that his interest began to fade. One day, she stormed the island with a gang at her back while he was away. She slashed my tendons and carved up my face with a blade before locking me inside a cage with a rabid dog. I was barely breathing by the time York finally found me. "York, this woman thought she could fool you by imitating me? She must be a spy! You'll have to flay her alive if you want her to talk!"

Jasmine became a human-robot dead to emotions, the night her parents were murdered in cold blood right in front of her. She was a killer, the type that tempts a man with her body, entices him with her siren-like voice, and then drives a blade into his chest sending him to his Creator. When her uncle and the only family she had is killed by the Governor she sought out to get him in the only way she knows how to, but her plan falls through as she discovered he wasn't in the least interested in her body. In between being his assistant, sharing a floor with him, and wondering why he had such a cold blank look that made her shiver, he slowly was beginning to work his way into a piece of her anatomy she could swear she had tossed into a dumpster - Her heart. Now Jasmine must choose between revenging her uncle's death or try figuring out if there was more to the hardcore desire she felt for a man she was supposed to hate with her being.

"I'll take my wolf form, make a run immediately I do." A young blonde haired lady with big green eyeballs said to a frail looking red haired girl. "No! You might as well get yourself killed Ava." She mind linked back. "Trust me Diana, I'm your elder sister. Once you escape, you can come back for me later." Diana shook her head countless times, but then her sister was ready. "Go find mother's sword Diana, and you'll be safe. Once you'll see it, it'll recognize you, and come to you." She heard her sister say. Just immediately Diana ran, she turned back for a second hoping Ava would be behind her, but no, she saw nakura use a Silver blade to stab her sister by the chest. "RUN!" That was the last word Diana heard before running into the dark scary path she knew nothing about. "She's as good as dead." Nakura's voice came next.

“Do I look odd to you?”My throat tightens up…My eyes trace the black ink swirls of his sleeve tattoo, and the breeze carries his scent to me. I feel overwhelmed with the urge to touch the markings on his skin, to run my fingers through his dark hair.Desire, sharp as a blade, slices through me and I’m shocked at myself, unsure of where it came from.Vanessa thought she was lucky to find her fated mate. But on the day of their ceremony, he chooses her best friend to be his Luna instead. He scorns their bond and humiliates her, quickly turning her into the pariah of the pack and ruining her future. Then lures her with an explanation, before nearly killing her. She’s saved by Shawn–Alpha of a rival pack–but she’s mistrustful and has to learn to open her heart again. Can she be happy with someone who isn’t her mate? And what happens when her old pack decides they want her back? The Broken Fate of a Fated Mate is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Trained since childhood to be nothing but a weapon, Esme has lived under her father’s harsh hand. Poison runs in her veins, bruises mark her skin, and every lesson ends with a reminder; kill the king, or her mother dies. Sent into the werewolf palace as a kitchen maid, she waits for her moment, vial and blade hidden beneath her apron. But nothing in her father’s drills prepared her for King Ardon. The first time their eyes lock, something raw and dangerous stirs inside her, a pull she doesn’t understand and cannot control. Each day she spends in his halls, each command spoken in that steady voice, makes her mission harder to carry out. The court whispers. Enemies circle and Lady Selene sharpens her claws, determined to claim the crown by Ardon’s side. And Esme, trapped between loyalty to the man who raised her and the strange fire rising within her, stands on the edge of a truth she’s not ready to face. She was sent to kill the king, but she may be fated to love him.

Sage Nieva Battlerce, the illegitimate daughter of an alpha and a lowly slave, has spent her life as nothing more than a tool in her father's empire. Her existence has always been defined by rejection and servitude-until the day the Elders declare her fate. Chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, Sage is destined to be the mate of Damien Angentha, the powerful and enigmatic Crown Alpha of the Angentha family. For a fleeting moment, it feels like destiny might offer her a new beginning. But the dream shatters the night Damien whispers the words that cut deeper than any blade: "I don't want to mark you as my mate." Sage is no stranger to rejection, but this is different. Damien was supposed to love and protect her, yet his heart belongs to another. Forced to navigate a cruel twist of fate, Sage must uncover the truth about her destiny, her strength, and the hidden powers within her that could change everything. In a world where loyalty is tested and hearts are torn apart, can Sage rise above her shattered beginnings and rewrite her fate? - Language: English

Daphne’s life was ruined by them; her best friend and boyfriend. Awaiting her boyfriend’s arrival back from the states, they agreed to meet at a bar below the most expensive hotel. Her drink was spiked by her best friend and she entered the wrong room by mistake where she had a nightstand with a stranger. The next morning, she realized what and ran after doing embarrassing things to him. She called him inexperienced, shoved a necklace to his face and even hit him with her heels. She arrived home to find out she was set up by her best friend and her boyfriend who had been having an affair right before he traveled out of the country. Daphne worked extra time to sponsor her boyfriend's career and now he’s come to dump her with the excuse of infidelity. She felt betrayed and heartbroken. One day, she fainted and found out she was pregnant with four babies. Her nightstand resulted in pregnancy with Quadruplet but she’s got no idea who the father of her babies is. Black William a top billionaire in the entire state, having women by his side or sleeping with them was never his desire. He detests them with passion. That same night when his guard was down due to a trick played on him with his drinks, a woman took advantage of his situation. The next morning, he orders a search for the enemy who took away his seed. He has just one thing on her; a pearl necklace!

She slices her palm and binds herself to the one man the kingdom wants erased. Lydia Virelle doesn’t beg when her family trades her to the royal pack. She takes the blade, seals the marriage, and claims Logan Draven the forbidden Alpha prince locked away like a living weapon. The bond that answers is wrong. Not fate. Not mating. Forbidden. It drags his power into her veins his rage, his control, his darkness and for the first time, Logan breaks. Now the king declares him a threat. The court calls for her execution. And Lydia uncovers the truth behind the betrayal She wasn’t sent to survive Logan. She was sent to control him. Or kill him. As war builds and a force older than the throne rises to claim him, Lydia stops being a sacrifice. She uses the bond. Pushes it. Risks everything. Because if Logan loses control, the kingdom burns. And if she completes her purpose She will shatter the only man who chose her. Will she claim the Devil… or become the weapon that ends him?