The Pearl Novels & Stories

She spoke. "My lady how do we find these pearls?" Prince Aditya asked. "These pearls were given by the Goddess of Wisdom, Sarasvati to the Shambala rulers hence they are called "pearls of wisdom". Your wisdom will guide you." Oracle gave a cryptic smile. "You mean we need to enter the lake, swim, and find those pearls?" Anbir was outraged, angry that he would have to strip off his armor. This was not the type of quest he had prepared for.

She was silent for a good minute and then spoke up. "I used to have a friend in my old pack. I was around seven when I met her. She was wearing this kind of necklace, and she told me the tales about it." she started explaining with furrowed eyebrows. I listened to every word she said. "Her name was Charleigh. She was the same age as me. She said when she was born. Her mother put a necklace on her neck. It was a special necklace that was made out of 'disappearing pearls'... means it won't be shown to outsiders but will be visible in certain events. But I don't know when exactly... and you are wearing the same kind." she broke the news.

“Look, you are too smart. I could not just do something that… you would expect. You didn’t know about the purple pearls. You did not look for them before Rezef could since you had no idea they existed. There is no reason for you to find some purple pearls and think that they belong to me and Rezef would recognize them.” “How were you so sure that Rezef would use that path?” he asked. “Rezef is not dumb. He would know immediately that I was not in the estate of House Silverclaw. That’s why he would look elsewhere. I started dropping the pearls since the beginning of our journey. Purple pearls are rare in this kingdom. Not just anyone can have them. I knew that

Everest was stunned but couldn’t do anything other than follow Taggart to his car. *** In a quiet, dark place, Pearl has opened her eyes. She mumbled through a duct tape stuck to her mouth. Pearl tried to wiggle, but she was strapped in a chair. She was inside an empty, messy room. There was only her inside. A big vent hole was up her head with iron bars, like in prison. Pearl was scared when she realised that she had been kidnapped. “Oh my God. Please help me,” Pearl muttered inside her mind. She prayed and cried.

“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

“You shouldn’t have run away, sister.” Pearl’s breath caught in her throat. The iron rod slipped from her fingers, clattering against the floor. “How… how did you…” Fake Pearl smiled, her eyes glinting under the lightning’s flash. “I need you to leave.” Before Pearl could move, fake Pearl reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a small folded picture, soaked but still intact. “I brought this,” she said, holding it out, smirking smugly “Look.” The storm roared louder outside, lightning tearing through the sky.

The glow emitted from the pearl was breathtaking, and the host on stage told the pearl's origins at a moderate pace. The pearl originated from the Swallow Kingdom and was gifted by an unknown king to his beloved consort. Then, it changed masters a few times before becoming an accompaniment for the burial of a madam during the Astor Dynasty. After that, the tomb was raided, and the pearl was lost overseas. Under a stroke of good luck, Irene Moore saw it during an auction and used eight million Union dollars to bid on it.

The woman suddenly pushed me until I sprawled to the ground. When I looked up, the woman was nowhere to be found already. The only thing that was with me was the thing that was on my palm. It was a pearl a size of a cherry. I widened my eyes at the sight of it. It's rare to see a pearl in this country and this little treasure would entirely save 5 families for 2 years to purchase food and shelter. My hands trembled and quickly closed my palm to safeguard the pearl. That was when I started my journey to finding Madame Margaret. That was when I experienced being bullied again.

This alien is ambitious hahaha. "What do you mean?" I want to ask more. What was it then? Is that super? Aahh, piccolo's minion? "I was a pearl." This is the answer. I blinked. What does he mean? She is Pearl. Did she mean, she was a PEARL? Like the pearl of the east, the flame of the heart, in your blue chest? "You mean, you were an oyster?" I can't believe I'm asking this.

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