The Pearl Book Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I glared at him. "No guns, but you might have to use your claws when need be" I said. He paused and blinked his eyes for a moment, then his shoulders slumped down as if his wings were just broken. "Then it's not that exciting" he grumbled coherently but I heard him. "It's about a pearl bead" "Pearl bead?" he asked, sounding confused. I reached for my bag and pulled out a book about the pearl bead, then handed it to him.

I walked onto the altar, slowly stripped off my clothes, and sat, naked, on Kyle’s blood-stained body. This was part of the ritual—I had to absorb the aura of his death to form the Pearl. The first time, I was so ashamed. Now, I was just numb. My fingernails sharpened into claws, and I sliced open my own stomach. Ah—! The pain was like someone carving out my insides with a rusty spoon, inch by inch. A soul-tearing agony made me curl into a ball. I pulled out the blood-slicked Pearl and fed it to Kyle.

A man whose face I shall not remember long after I've opened my eyes. CHAPTER 1

I couldn’t care less of what the book was all about, so I went through the shelves where romantic and erotic books that’ll fuel my fantasies more, picked one and borrowed it together with the whatever that Henry had needed. As we were on our way back to the mall, Pearl was going through the book while I was smiling like a fool as I read the first two pages of the erotic book with me. “This is weird,” Pearl said, making me look away from the book. “What is weird?” “This book. It talks about a parallel….” Pearl didn’t finish her statement because the driver suddenly stopped as we got to an empty road. “What’s going on?” The driver didn’t say anything. He just opened the door, walked out of the

she cried as she slung the dusty old book across the cave at him, hoping to make it overshoot him and fly out of the cave entrance, and into the waterfall. Mister jumped to attention and caught the book with ease, while wearing a look of total irritation on his face. Once he had the book tucked safely under his arm, he turned to leave, but not before he stood there and shot Pearl the most hateful and menacing look that he had ever given her. Pearl just grabbed her chest and silently cried, as she watched him walk away.

The hellhound just groaned. Useless pet, she thought. Pearl followed behind her bag money. Alec’s men set the bag just inside her home, and the moment the door shut behind the men, she was already pulling out the spell book and the silvers. For a moment, she just let her fingers skim over the neatly stacked books. Completely ignoring the men and her three wolves. There was an inviting smell that accompanied the spell book, waiting for her to do her magic and cast a spell on whatever was written inside. This time, she hoped it was how to open a portal.

She looked up at the sky, noticing the sun had almost disappeared. Slowly, but carefully, she stood, trying as much as possible to not make a noise. But she didn't realize there was a huge rock in front of her, making her stumble and almost losing her footing. The footsteps were getting closer. Heart pounding in her chest, Pearl crouched low and grabbed the rock with both hands. Her fingers trembled, slick with sweat. And with a silent prayer, she hurled it as far as she could in the opposite direction, praying they'd chase the noise, and not her.

Pearl couldn't take more bites to lose her blood. In the afternoon, Pearl got up early as usual. At first, she squirmed a little, then yawned and woke up from her perfect sleep. But she was startled when she woke and saw it wasn't her bedroom. Her body was getting better from the fatigue. "Why am I still here? I thought it was a dream!" Pearl murmured, still turning her head back and forth in the luxurious room. She was shocked to see that her dress had changed. Suddenly, she heard footsteps. It startled her as she knew that Taggart was coming.

Pearl The elderly man with the long beard, who was in charge of the examination, suddenly made another announcement while still seated. I remained at my place, but different thoughts began to cloud my mind. I clenched my fists under the table. Peanuts, wasn’t it? Ugh, I hate him. Why does he have to be so good at everything and act like he knows it all? And why did my heart do that weird flutter thing when he spoke? No, no, no—focus, Pearl. He's just another arrogant noble with a perfect brain, a perfect face, and a perfectly punchable smirk. You're not here to get distracted by perfect problems. You're here to survive.

★ Pearl was about to start crying again when the door opened. Excited that her dad came back for her, she rushed there, but she met a different face. Uncle Richard's. "Hello, beautiful girl" he smiled. BACK TO THE PRESENT* Tears were already sliding out of the corners of Pearl's eyes as she wriggled in bed, trying to wake up from the nightmare. "Noah" a voice called softly, rocking her cheeks gently. She stopped wriggling.