Pearl Fanart Novels & Stories

it might be true that he was ruthless and kills people because she has witnessed it with her own eyes but there must be a reason why he kills people or is he psychopath? She was in her thoughts when the door to her room opened and Pearl came in with a cup of coffee. "For you"she said to Nika who smiled before collecting it. NIKA'S POV. I was able to make friends with Pearl this past week.she is a great person.we shared about the story of our life with each other.she kept me company in this lonely place.she also reminded me of Mara,I wonder how she was doing. Pearl is an omega from gold moon pack,she was rejected by her mate who was an alpha of gold moon pack.after rejecting her and breaking

“What else are they there for if not to entertain us men? I fucking spent ten thousand dolls on her." Rage churned in my stomach on hearing him say that. Celia was mine. She was all mine and not an entertaining object for filthy men. “She looked stunning, those long slick legs and her full round boobs..." He said dreamingly. "I just couldn’t resist touching them.” I could hear the lust in his voice, as a little smile creased his chubby round face. Despite the situation he was in, he still had the effrontery to talk about her body in a detailed sensual manner. He had no regrets and would do it again if given the chance.

"You can come in!" This was the first time he was visiting any of the beach houses since they were erected. It had a small living room in which he now stood. The living room walls were painted turquoise blue, but the wall with which a flat screen TV rested on was a floral wallpaper design of turquoise blue, ash and black. It had three single seater chairs and one double seater. The chairs had the same floral design as the wallpaper. The center rug was blue with gold lines along the edges, and it had the design of different schools of fish in the ocean. "Nice place," Kane sat down on one of the single chairs.

“I already checked everywhere except the restricted places, and I still haven’t found her. I wanted to sneak in, but I was scared of getting caught. So, please help me.” And for whatever reason under the goddess' moon, this infuriating, impossible, and unbelievable man started laughing, making my jaw drop. “How can you be laughing when Pearl is missing?” He smiled like this entire situation was a comedy show. “Pearl isn’t missing.” “What do you mean she’s not missing?” He stepped aside and gestured into the room. “Go inside and check for yourself.” My stomach dropped as I walked inside and found Pearl sitting on the bed, scrolling through an iPad with a little headset over her ears, looking

Pearl’s P.O.V. I looked around at an almost empty room with a blank gaze. The room was big with only basic furniture, and the grey and white paint on the walls and roof made the surroundings gloomier than ever. But this was what I needed right now. Some alone time. After everything that happened today, I needed some alone time to stay sane. On the right nightstand, there was a photo of Arthur, Vera, and newborn Evan. Vera was smiling widely; Arthur also had a small smile on his lips. He was holding both Vera and Evan protectively.

"Okay then, I will give you a trial." Pearl's laughter, a melodic sound that was both quirky and charming, filled the air as she joked, "I will do my best not to fail you, sir." Eden's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled inwardly, his sharp jawline relaxing into a gentle curve. As he gazed at Pearl, he found himself captivated by her radiant smile. Her bright blue eyes sparkled like sapphires, and her delicate features seemed to glow with an inner light.

UNHOLY FANTASIES PEARL, ROBINSON & BRYAN PEARL'S POV I'm alone in the locker room, lying on the cold, hard metal bench next to my locker. I'm staring up at the ceiling, letting my hands roam up and down my body. I curl my fingers under the tight, cropped shirt I wear with the words MAPLETOWN TORNADOES emblazoned across in gold lettering.

Saph POV “You’re sure you don’t want to join us?” Pearl asks softly, peeking into my bedroom door. She’s wearing a black tank top and shorts, which contrasts with her alabaster skin. I see the hurt and the underlying pity in her eyes as she looks at me.

’ Anger appeared in Pearl’s heart. ‘David, you didn’t want this. I hope you don’t regret it.’ Pearl picked up the phone. “Ms. Warner! How are the preparations going?” Walt’s excited voice came over the phone. “I just woke up! Let me get dressed and call you later,” Pearl replied coldly. “Good! I’ll wait for you, Ms. Warner, but I hope you’ll hurry up. My patience is limited.” She hung up on Walt. Pearl got up, went to her suitcase, took out her makeup, and entered the bedroom.

Nevertheless, Pearl had a single chance to see her father when she left with the cab. Pearl took a shower and changed her clothes. She put on some makeup and then titled her head. She frowned to see the bruised left on her right-side neck. It reminded her of Taggart. It was the first time that Taggart bite and sucked her blood. But this time, he left the mark. Sadly, Pearl couldn’t let someone acknowledge the mark. She was looking for something to cover it up. The makeup drawer was so complete that she could take any complexions or concealers.