Novel & Cerita The Pearl Audiobook

He was still nodding to himself even as Pearl's gaze narrowed on his dark eyes. "Incidents happen. "I cannot be held accountable for every exploding fish." "Yeah, yeah!" The man shook his head and smirked at her. Just last winter, Pearl sold Bernie’s son her most prized possession: a green-eyed magical hawk. A tracker creature that no one could even find in this part of the region. She was a true asset to the asshole. He was lucky to do business with her. "What about that batch of water fairies you gave Lord Bernie for his birthday that turned out to have rabies?"

(PEARL) “HARUNA.” Waking up as she finds herself back in the library and in front of the pearl that is the memento of everything about her past and original world. She looks at her left hand as she realizes that she’s holding the book that is now filling and completed along with the current chapter that she is playing as one of its actresses. Taking it as a gift of successfully solving the entire game at hand, she smiles as it vanishes and turns into a cloud of crimson dust that flew inside the pearl that marks it with a faint flame-like pattern visible only to hers.

“At first you argued with the alpha fiercely it was surprising because you had never done it before, then you seemed... resigned. But then, as the days passed, you became quieter, more withdrawn. You stopped smiling. Stopped talking to anyone.” "You barely ate" I swallowed hard, my throat tightening. “Go on.” “One day,” Pearl continued, “ You asked me to fetch you bush weed seeds. You said they were for tea, but…” She trailed off, her voice trembling. “The doctor said you took them. That you swallowed them before walking into the sea.” “She... she tried to kill herself,” I murmured,but Pearl was too dazed to hear my mistake. She was staring at the table unseeing. “I didn't know –" she stamme

“This life of mine is a mess, Pearl. I can’t have a mate. I can’t have the one I love. And every single day I pray for a solution before I claim the lives of the pack I worked so hard for.” The look in her eyes softened, perpetuating whatever this is. “You being alive—” My voice broke, chest tightening like a dagger had been plunged into it. “—you being alive is a miracle. Anyone else would have run away after I dropped dead in front of them.” “I am not anyone,” Pearl cut in, her soft voice trembling but firm, her eyes burning into mine. Silence draped over the air, and the only thing that could be heard was the gentle sound of her steps as she walked closer to me.

But for some reason, I felt a strange urge to talk to him now. We’d barely exchanged more than a dozen words in the past few days and I missed having some of his attention on me. “Hi,” I squeaked out. I cleared my throat and decided to try again. “Hello, um, this is Pearl.” “Of course I know who it is,” he rumbled in that silky tone, that seemed to roll off his tongue like chocolatey rum. “Oh. You do?” I still sounded squeaky like a mouse. Harold made me nervous. He also incited a thrill in me that no one else could ever pull off.

Carrying the notebook, because Noah carried the notebook everywhere including to breakfast, which had stopped surprising me some time ago. He sat at the table. I put cereal in front of him. He ate three spoonfuls in silence, which was his processing interval, and then looked up. "The old woman cried," he said. "She made a sound," I said. "It was crying," he said. "Small crying. The kind people do when they are trying not to." He considered his cereal. "Her earrings were genuinely excellent though. I was not just saying it." "I know," I said. "Pearl is underrated," he said. "People always go for diamonds but pearl has a quiet confidence that I respect."

It was my voice and yet it felt as if someone else was speaking. “You will not get the pearl,” I said. “You won’t either,” I said to Davina when she made a sound that felt akin to whimpering. ‘Clyde,’ I reached out to him through our mate bond for the first time. His gaze fixated on me. I knew he was listening. ‘The pearl is irretrievable. Tell me once, give me the permission once to destroy and I will,’ I told him. ‘You know where it is,’ he said, making it a statement. I hummed because nodding wasn’t an option.

Lewa and Motunrayo exchanged a look. "We are advising you o." Motunrayo said and they both left. Jewel rolled her eyes, kissed her teeth and went back to reading the novel. ***** Another night, Pearl called Jewel aside to a room and talked to her. Jewel was surprised because Pearl always acted like she didn't existed. So calling her to her room was very weird. She was sat down, facing Pearl who was claded in her pyjamas "Jewel," Pearl started. "I care about you and I don't want you getting hurt." She added and Jewel frowned, wondering where all these was going.

So I can listen in on their conversations most of the time. “Why didn’t you tell us what had happened?” Devon asked. “Because I took care of the stupid bitch.” I answered. They didn’t correct my language this time. I also explained the spell. They were all amazed at this, well, except Nalena. I did tell them that as long as she wears certain pieces of jewellery, we can hear what they discuss. “The only minor problem is if she wears the jewelry all the time then we will hear everything.” I point out.

He intended to have his revenge and would do anything within his power to make Pearl's existence miserable. **** Pearl and Brown had just arrived at a huge crib, one of the biggest Pearl had ever laid eyes upon. Apparently, Brown had suggested to him that he would need the assistance of the Elitist to take down Shrevolsky Cartel. Each men at the hall way stood without a breath literally as Pearl and Brown walked through the carpet. When the huge doorway was opened, Pearl came face to face with the most beautiful scenery ever; the entire room was covered in gold and what Pearl's eyes was the way the throne had be crafted. It was huge and could replace Zeus throne in Athens where Pearl had gon