Pearl Houzuki Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Smooth. Quiet. Precise. Within weeks, a new jewelry company quietly appeared in Lunada City. Its name spread quickly among industry circles. Hoshika Jewelry. The name itself sounded foreign—an unusual blend of Sakura phonetics and modern branding. Insiders quickly noticed the subtle meaning behind it. Hoshi — star. Ka — a subtle nod to Cassy. A fusion of Kazuki and Cassy. The company launched with surprising efficiency. A modern glass building in Lunada's financial district was purchased and renovated into their headquarters. Two floors were converted into design studios and gemstone inspection rooms, while the lower level housed a newly built workshop with imported cutting machines from Sak

Sharon walked in with some people behind her; there was an elderly lady who was dressed in a long blue gown, and she had a bright smile. “Oh my, I knew Curly’s wife would be so cute.” The lady hurried to Hazel and hugged her tightly. Hazel was confused. Who was Curly, and who was this woman? "Hello, my dear, I am Pearl. You must have heard of me,” she introduced, and Hazel shook her head in denial; she definitely has not heard of her. Pearl stared at Sharon, who hurried towards Hazel. “She is the top designer in the country and also Mr. Anderson’s godmother,” Sharon explained, and Hazel had an apologetic look.

The girl’s name was Yuri Kirisawa, now Phantom XIII of the Hati elites. In Shinjuku, located in the Tokyo district of Japan, was the headquarters of Hati. The headquarters looked like any normal place of work – looking almost like an ordinary office building. But the members of Hati, as well as the top government officials of Japan who knew about Hati’s existence knew better; things are not always as they seemed.

she pretty much screamed making me deaf in one ear while pulling me into a bone breaking hug. Standing in my closet looking at us in the mirror with Lily straightening out her light pink dress completed with her tan skin, hugging her curves perfectly. With her platinum blonde hair with slight curls in it. Being the future Luna of Opal moon she has to look gorgeous because her father still thinks she needs to find her mate.

There had to be some way for her to knock the gem free of the case without touching the glass under the spell. The dragon’s tail came around as he fought against the attackers. Nya saw what she needed to do plainly in her mind. If she touched the case, it would shock her and knock her unconscious, but the dragon’s scales were able to absorb such a blow without him being hurt at all. “Hey, dragon!” she shouted, leaping out of the way. “Can you knock this over?” He turned and looked over his shoulder at her, a puzzled expression on his face, but then, he used his tail to strike the stand the gem’s container was sitting on. It tipped over, toppling to the ground. The glass shattered into a mill

As it ceased, Pandora’s body seemed to emerge in a bright light bed that was floating with delicateness. “Luara, what is happening to my daughter?” Melissa asked me. I turn my head to her to hear a gasp from her. “You’re not Luara, you’re the moon goddess.” I smile in confirmation and put her hand back together with her husband’s hand. I walk to Pandora who is still looking peaceful. I touch the light casing and find out it's more palpable than it looks. "Curious" I comment, looking for some flaw in the light barrier, but to no avail.

"I was with you sometimes...I would miss you and use my power to check on you and I was so relieved to see that you had someone who loved you sincerely." The diamond-haired smiled, "I can't take his eyes off my mind." he whispered. "That...that purple colour...so beautiful that I could never forget it." The woman smiled, "If you want to know what that colour means, you will have to face him." she said. "Be confident and face him the same way you did before."

“It was a foundation. A core.” Damien rubbed his arms to shake off the chill. “Foundations don’t usually hum like they’re alive.” I couldn’t argue. A soft light pulsed at the far side of the chamber. Something was sitting at the very center of the room on a stone platform—a round object about the size of a grapefruit, floating a few inches above the surface. It glowed with a shifting iridescence, like a drop of mercury caught in sunlight. It called to me. I didn’t hear a voice. It was more like… a pull in my blood.

He would just hypnotize her a second time and make sure she never gets free from it. "Serena, my pearl",he said softly, attempting to stroke her cheek. Serena slapped his hands off and stood up. She seemed to remember something and she looked down at her wrist. Sozai's bold mark met her eyes, a design of a merman and a girl with purple hair locked in a tight embrace. She raised her shocked eyes towards him and held up her wrist. "Do you have any idea what you've done?". "Calm down my pearl",Sozai said. "It is just my mark you're bearing, like you should have done years ago".