Pearl Lapis Fusion Novels & Stories

The silver stood out, though not as brightly as the blue gemstone in the center. “What is that?” I asked, nudging my chin at the piece of jewelry. “This,” He lifted the ring for me to inspect, “is our way off this island. The gem is Lapis Lazuli. Beautiful, isn’t it?” “It is, but how will a ring get us off the island?” My father’s lips quirked up in a mischievous grin that had my insides warming. It wasn’t until meeting him, my birth parent, that I realized how little I looked like Lucille.