Novels by Sommy Pearl

ColbyI sprinted across the field, the ball at my feet, as our team clashed with our opponents. The crowd's roar was deafening, but I tuned it out, focusing on the game. I dodged and weaved, but the opposing team's defense was relentless. I knew I had to act fast, or risk losing possession.I spotted Harry making a run down the wing and passed the ball to him. He nodded in acknowledgment and took off, but the opponents were hot on his heels. One of them tackled him, and the ball was ripped from his grasp.But we didn't give up. Our team swarmed the opponent, determined to win the ball back. I managed to intercept a pass and took off, the ball at my feet once more. The crowd erupted into cheers as I sprinted towards the goal.I could hear the commentator's voice, rising in excitement. "And Colby's making a run for it! He's got the ball, and he's not giving it up!"I drew closer to the goal, my heart pounding in my chest. With one final burst of speed, I kicked the ball into the net. Th

SallyA WEEK LATERAs I wrapped my hands around the warm cup of coffee, I gazed out at the serene body of water before us. The gentle lapping of the waves against the shore created a soothing melody.Colby, on the other hand, was struggling to set up the tent, his hair ruffled by the increasing wind.I turned to him, a hint of amusement on my face. "Do you need my help there?" I asked, trying to stifle a giggle.Colby chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "No, I don't. I can fix it up myself." He smiled confidently, but I raised an eyebrow, skeptical."Are you sure about that?" I pressed, eyeing the flapping tent fabric.Colby nodded, his grin unwavering. "I'm very sure. Just watch the beauty before you, take some pictures, and help yourself to the barbecue." He gestured toward the sizzling grill, where the aroma of burgers and hot dogs wafted through the air.I smiled faintly, taking a seat on the blanket. As I nibbled on a hot dog, the wind began to pick up, whipping my hair

ColbyI lay curled up on my bed, surrounded by darkness. The blankets wrapped around me like a shroud, suffocating me. I didn't care about anything anymore. Sally's rejection had consumed me, and I couldn't escape the abyss of despair.My phone lay beside me, a constant reminder of Sally's silence. I had begged her to talk to me, to forgive me, but she had ignored me. I had even asked Alison to intervene on my behalf, but Sally remained resolute in her refusal to see me.As I stared blankly at my phone, I noticed something that made my heart sink. Sally had blocked me. The realization shattered me, leaving me feeling lost and hopeless.Just as I was drowning in my sorrow, a loud banging on my door jolted me out of my trance. "Colby, open this door and come eat!" a voice yelled from outside. "For crying out loud, are you going to kill yourself because of that bitch?"I recognized the voice as my sister's. She had always been blunt, but her words cut deep. I slowly got out of bed, my bo

SallyAs I sat at home, engrossed in my mom's heartfelt message, a warm smile spread across my face.Her words, laced with longing, echoed in my mind: "I miss you so much... I've bought some gifts that you would love, and I'd love to see you again as well."The distance between us seemed to melt away as I read her words, and I couldn't wait to reunite with her, even if it was just going to be for a very short time.Just as I was about to reply, my fingers hovering over the keyboard, a knock at the door interrupted me. I rose from my seat, curiosity getting the better of me, and made my way to the door. When I opened it, I was taken aback to see Gigi standing there, a bright smile on her face."Oh my goodness, Gigi! What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised by her unexpected visit.Gigi chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Wow, you really can talk! I don't know when I'll get used to this."I laughed, stepping aside to let her in. "Come on in!"As she entered, she made herse

Colby"Damn, look at you taking my thick cock like a good girl," I praised harshly, picking up speed. The wet, slapping sounds of our fucking filled the room alongside her continuous cries.I leaned down, whispering directly into her ear, "Are you gonna come for me again?""Yes!" She cried loudly, her legs tightening around me again. "Right there... oh god..." Her mouth dropped open, beautiful breasts bouncing with each thrust.I wrapped my hand around her throat possessively. "You look so good getting pounded, baby," Her legs spread wider. "Touch yourself.""Fuck... fuck..." She whimpered desperately, her free hand frantically rubbing her clit while I continued to thrust into her deeply.The sight of her touching herself while completely dominated makes me almost lose control."That's it, baby... make yourself come on my cock," I growled."Yes, fuck yes!" She screamed, her body trembling violently as an intense orgasm crashes through her.Suddenly, clear fluid sprays from her pussy,

SallyColby's warm breath on my backside made me shiver. His hands spread my cheeks apart, and then I felt his hot mouth. He sucked gently, his tongue probing my virgin hole. It felt strange, but not unpleasant. I wiggled a little, feeling a strange pleasure building."Oh..." my voice trailed off.His fingers joined his mouth, slowly pushing apart my cheeks as he sucked and licked. His fingers slowly traced circles around my hole, gently pushing inwards. I tensed up, but his soothing words and the gentle pressure made me relax slowly."Shh, baby. You're doing so good," I heard him say.Colby's finger slowly pushed in, past the initial ring of muscle. I hissed, feeling stretched and full. He stopped, allowing me to adjust before slowly pushing in further. He curled his finger inside me, hitting a spot that made me gasp."I want more," I breathed."More?" He murmured against my skin, and I nodded."Yes," I breathed out slowly, feeling a strange pleasure building in my belly.Colby start

CaspianI gazed at Ava, concern etched on my face. She was staring blankly ahead, her eyes glassy and unresponsive. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her feet were tapping impatiently on the floor. I could sense her agitation, but I had no idea what was causing it."Ava, what's wrong?" I asked, trying to keep my voice gentle.At first, she didn't respond. Then, in a low, husky tone, she muttered, "Call my brother."I frowned, taken aback by her request. "Ava, I'm here. You don't need to call your brother. Just tell me what's going on."But she wouldn't budge. "Call Marcel," she insisted, her voice rising. "Call him now."I sighed, trying to placate her. I pulled out my phone and dialed Marcel's number, but it went straight to voicemail.I turned to Ava, who was watching me with an anxious expression. "Your brother isn't picking up. Can you tell me what's going on?"She bit her bottom lip, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. I could see the tension radiating from her body, but I

AvaI felt a shiver run down my spine as Caspian's eyes seemed to burn with an inner intensity. His voice was low and husky, sending tremors through my body. I tried to maintain my casual tone, but my heart was racing so fast and hard that I could hear and feel it against my chest."What are you warning me against, Caspian?" I finally asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I could feel the tension between us building, like a spark waiting to ignite.Caspian's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in a tight line. "Don't play games with me, Ava," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "I'm not in the mood."I felt a surge of anger at his words, but I pushed it aside, trying to understand why the hell I was feeling like I was drowning in the depths of his eyes? Those beautiful gray-colored eyes.I bit my bottom lip, trying to process the mix of emotions swirling inside me. I couldn't believe I was feeling this way after all these years? I thought everything had changed so what was this forc

Ava Standing beside Mrs. Wright, I couldn't help but stare at the mesmerizing dance of her knife as she chopped the vegetables with precision and ease. The smooth, fluid motions were a testament to her years of experience in the kitchen. I, on the other hand, was struggling to dice the onion, my eyes already stinging from the pungent fumes. As our eyes met, Mrs. Wright gave me a warm, gentle smile. I quickly looked away, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks. The silence between us stretched, and my awkwardness grew with each passing moment. "You seem to be having trouble chopping the onion," she observed, her voice kind and non-judgmental. My eyes dropped to the onion, and I was surprised to see that I had only managed to chop a small portion of it. My eyes were already watering, and I felt a sense of relief at the prospect of finishing the task and escaping the awkwardness of the moment. I just stood there, feeling utterly useless. Mrs. Wright smiled kindly and said, "Don't worry

Caspian"You're quite dressed up for a fake girlfriend, don't you think?" I asked, my gaze traveling over Ava's stunning, sparkling black dress that featured a tasteful side slit and matching black heels.She rolled her eyes, reluctantly taking my outstretched hand. "I'm just trying to impress your parents, that's all. Don't read too much into it."We quietly made our way inside. My parents were seated, my mother enjoying a slice of apple while my father scrolled through his phone."Oh my goodness!" My mother chuckled, standing up and rushing toward Ava. "You're here!"She smiled brightly, nodding her head. "Yes, Mrs. Wright.""Nonsense!" she laughed. "Call me 'Mother.' You look really beautiful, dear."Ava's expression shifted slightly, but she simply murmured a thank you and allowed my excited mother to lead her away. My mother seemed more excited to see Ava than her own son, whom she hadn't seen in person for two months."Ava Thompson?" my father asked, observing her."Yes, sir," A

AvaCaspian flashed a brief, satisfied smirk and nodded. "Good decision, Ava. Now, come with me," he said, approaching me and taking my hand."Where are we going?" I asked, glancing between him and my confused brother, who wore a scowl of irritation."Don't you want the reporters gone?" Caspian asked, furrowing his brow. "They're obviously waiting for us, and they won't leave until we give them a statement."I pulled my hand free from his. "You don't need to hold my hand through this. We're not exactly a couple, so there's no need to pretend to be the perfect boyfriend."I left before he could respond, my brother following closely behind. As we stepped into the elevator, Caspian joined us, adjusting his tie with a practiced gesture, his poker face unwavering. When the doors slid open next, my eyes met Patrick’s."Hold my hand," I whispered to Caspian, taking his calloused yet warm hand and intertwining our fingers."Good day, sir," Patrick greeted, offering a respectful bow as his eye

Ava"Calm down, Marcel. I... I can explain," I stuttered, instinctively stepping back, knowing my brother’s fiery temper all too well."But aren't you dating Patrick or whatever his name is?" my mother inquired from behind us."I broke up with him," I confessed, biting my bottom lip nervously. "He had a fiancée... he has been using me the whole time.""What the hell! I swear I'll deal with that jerk, but only after I'm done with Caspian," Marcel seethed, his breath heavy with anger."You don't have to worry about them," I sighed."I will because you're my sister. Anyway, you're coming with me!" Marcel growled, grabbing my hand and leading me out."Where are we going to?" I asked, trying to keep up with his pace."Shut up, Ava!" he snarled, shooting me a glare that sent me quiet instantly.Marcel hailed a taxi, which dropped us off at his company building. The scene that awaited us nearly made us retreat: swarms of reporters, armed with cameras and microphones, alongside obsessive fang

EPILOGUETWO MONTHS LATERThe sun cast its golden rays upon the lush gardens of the Night City Pack's estate, where Eva and Lorenzo's wedding celebration was in full swing. The air was alive with laughter and music as pack members and guests from far and wide gathered to witness the union of Alpha Luna and her beloved.As the newlyweds shared their first dance, all eyes were on them. Eva's elegant white gown shimmered under the sunlight, her hair styled perfectly to showcase her radiant smile. Lorenzo, dashing in his tailored tuxedo, gazed lovingly into her eyes.The crowd cheered and applauded as they swayed to the music, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. The pack's elder, who had officiated the ceremony, beamed with joy, his eyes misty.Nearby, Eva's friends and pack members couldn't help but tear up, overwhelmed with happiness for their beloved Alpha Luna. The atmosphere was electric, filled with love and gratitude.As the music faded, Lorenzo took the microphone, his voice boom

LorenzoI leaned in, my lips brushing against Eva's in a tender kiss. She let out a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with joy."What are you doing?" she teased, her voice filled with warmth.I rubbed her stomach gently, my voice brimming with love and affection. "Baby, please come fast. Your dad is waiting for you."Eva's smile widened, lighting up the entire room. Just then, her phone beeped, signaling a new message.Peering over her shoulder, I saw that it was a message from the Wild Song pack members. I couldn't help but grin as I read the heartfelt words expressing how much they missed her and longed to see her again."They've invited you to the pack," I said, my voice laced with excitement.Eva looked up at me, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. "Should I go?"I chuckled softly. "Is that even a question? Of course, you should go. But don't worry, I'll be right there with you."Eva nodded, relief washing over her as she realized she wouldn't have to face the pack alone.THE NEXT DAY

EvaA sinister gleam filled Mona's eyes. "I heard you're pregnant, Eva."My mind spun, my voice trembling. "How did you know that?"Mona's smile widened, revealing a hint of cruelty. "Oh, I know everything about you, Eva."To my horror, she reached out and touched my stomach, a chilling intimacy in her gesture."I'll help you get rid of it," she whispered, her voice dropping to a low hiss. "I know you don't want the baby."I recoiled, my body trembling with fear and disbelief. "I never said I didn't want the baby."Mona's grip on my stomach tightened, and I tried to pull away, only to find that heavy chains bound my wrists and ankles, rendering me utterly helpless.With a flourish, Mona produced a dagger, its point glinting ominously in the dim light. I watched in horror as she traced the blade across my stomach, a wicked grin playing on her lips."You won't need this burden," Mona hissed, her eyes filled with a terrifying madness.A searing pain erupted in my stomach as the dagger sl

EvaRising from my seat, I followed the nurse as she led me to the lab for tests. With each step, my mind raced, conjuring innumerable possibilities.Anxious moments stretched into an eternity as I awaited the results, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts.Eventually, the nurse returned, her voice calling out, "Eva Chapman, please proceed to the doctor's office. Your results are ready."I stood up and went over to the door, which I knocked, my heart hammering in my chest, and entered.A woman with a warm smile greeted me. "Hello, Eva. I'm Dr. Rachel Thompson. Welcome. Please, take a seat."I complied, curiosity piqued by the doctor's optimistic demeanor. Could it mean that my test results were normal? Was I truly alright after all?Leaning forward, Dr. Thompson's eyes shone with kindness. "Eva, I have good news and...complicated news."My heart plummeted. Complicated? A feeling of dread washed over me. "What do you mean?" I asked, attempting to maintain a facade of calm.Dr. Thompson's smi

Eva Six hours ago... Standing beside Thelma in our cozy kitchen, I methodically chopped vegetables for dinner. The tantalizing aroma of sautéed ginger usually filled me with warmth and comfort, but today it was suffocating. I covered my nose, scrunching my face in disgust. "Thelma," I choked out, "I...I don't know what's wrong. This smell is nauseating." She turned to me, her brow creased with concern. "Eva, are you alright? You normally love the smell of ginger." I shook my head, a wave of nausea washing over me. "I don't know. It just...ugh." Before Thelma could respond, I bolted out of the kitchen, my hand clamped over my mouth. I raced to the bathroom and collapsed to my knees, retching violently into the toilet. The intensity and suddenness of my illness left me bewildered. After splashing my face with cold water, I stared at my pallid reflection in the mirror, unease settling over me. What was happening? With a deep breath, I gathered my courage and made my way back to th

Mona I ran through the dense forest alongside Erica, our footsteps pounding against the earth. Finally, we stopped and looked back, seeing no one pursuing us. "Fuck!" I exclaimed, running my hands through my hair in frustration. "Can you stop screaming?" Erica snapped, her expression stern. "What if they hear us and come for us? It's all your fault." I scoffed, turning to her. "You're not a saint, Erica. And don't try to tell me what to do." "I'm done following you, Mona," her anger flared, her voice rising. "It's not like I killed James; that was your doing. I'm not a murderer. I'M OUT." My grip on her arm tightened. "Where do you think you're going? You can't just leave." "Watch me. We're over," Erica said, her eyes flashing with a firm tone in her voice. I felt a surge of panic, my mind racing. "You can't just walk away." Erica's gaze hardened. "I can, and I will." I seethed with rage as she walked away. Without thinking, I grabbed a big stone and screamed, charging behind

XavierI narrowed my eyes, and slowly softened the look on my face before letting a smirked crawl over my lips."Did you really think I'd forget you, Alice? Once bitten, twice shy, don't you think?"Alice looked taken aback. "What? You… you remember?""I remember everything, I chuckled, nodding my head. "I was only trying to pull your leg. You know, like those cliché movie scenes."As I spoke, I winced in pain, clutching my chest. Alice had slammed her hand against there, and I could see the anger and grief in her eyes. She was about to hit me again when the doctor intervened, gently prying Alice away. "Ma, please calm down. He's still recovering "She resisted, her eyes flashing with emotion. "No, I won't calm down! Did you see what he just did? He pretended not to know me!"I shook my head, a hint of a smile on my lips. "I'm sorry, Alice. I didn't mean to scare you.""How could you act like you don't know me?" Alice demanded, her voice trembling. "I was worried sick about you. I tho

AliceA WEEK LATERAs I gazed lovingly at my baby, I couldn't help but smile. She was so peaceful, breastfeeding and moving softly in my arms. I saw Xavier's features in her tiny face, and my heart swelled with love.Just then, the door opened, and Xavier's parents walked in, beaming with smiles. "Oh my goodness!" Xavier's mother exclaimed, rushing towards me. "Look at her! She looks just like Xavier!"I smiled warmly, feeling a pang of sadness. "Yes, she does."Xavier's mother cooed over the baby, admiring her tiny features."What about Wendy and her husband?" I asked. "They also promised to see me today.""They'll be here soon," Xavier's father replied. "They just stopped to...visit Xavier first."My eyes clouded with sadness, and I nodded silently. Xavier's father asked gently, "Don't you miss him?"Did he even need to ask? My face showed how much I missed him. It's been a weak already!"I miss him so much…" I replied, my voice trailing off. "But there's nothing we can do now, can

AliceI slowly opened my eyes, wincing in pain. My head throbbed, and my body ached all over. As my gaze cleared, I realized I was in a familiar room - my ex-husband Ethan's bedroom. I sat up with a start, my heart racing.What was I doing here? I looked around, taking in the familiar surroundings. Even the bed was the same one where I'd caught Ethan and my step-sister Kate together. The memory still stung.I tried to piece together how I'd ended up here. Then, it hit me - Ethan had kidnapped me from the shopping mall. I'd been so scared, and now I was trapped.Determined to escape, I stood up, holding my stomach. I was still getting used to my pregnant body. I made my way to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. I tried again, but it wouldn't budge.Panic set in. I started banging on the door, shouting, "Let me out now! Let me out before you regret bringing me here! Ethan, Let me go!"But soon, I gave up because he wasn't even answering me and as I stood there, frozen in

XavierI sat in the meeting, surrounded by CEOs and billionaires, discussing business deals and strategies. But my mind kept wandering, my heart skipping a beat for no apparent reason. I rubbed my chest, trying to shake off the odd feeling.Lumber, sitting beside me, noticed my discomfort. "Is everything alright, sir?" he asked, concern etched on his face.I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. "Yes, I'm fine. Just a bit...off," I replied, unsure of what was wrong."Maybe you should get some rest, sir?" he suggested. "You've been working non-stop for weeks."But I shook my head, determined to push through. "Let's just finish this up, and then I'll take a break."The meeting finally came to a close, and I stood up, shaking hands with the other executives. As I walked out of the conference room, my secretary handed me a bottle of water. "Here, sir, drink this. It'll help calm your nerves."I took a sip, feeling a bit more centered. Then, I remembered my wife, and how I'd promis

MariaAs I sat in my favorite armchair, reflecting on my life, I couldn't help but think about my son, Xavier. Had I truly given him the best possible life? The answer, I realized with a pang of guilt, was no.I had been a distant, uninvolved mother, never taking the time to understand my son's desires or dreams. Instead, I had dictated his path, choosing his career and making decisions on his behalf, right from a young age.A few years ago, Xavier had brought Phoebe to meet me, telling me about his plans to marry her and how much he loved her. But I had refused to accept her. In my mind, I would choose the perfect woman for my son, and Phoebe didn't fit the bill.So, behind the scenes, I had manipulated events to sabotage Xavier's business, watching with a sense of satisfaction as it crumbled. My son was devastated, unable to understand why his company was failing. Little did he know, it was his own mother who was responsible.I recalled the conversation I had with Phoebe, telling he

AliceI walked slowly down the staircase, gripping a large, brown envelope containing the divorce finalization papers. Reaching the bottom step, I paused, looking up to see Xavier descending towards me. His polished shoes clicked against the stairs, echoing through the hallway.As he approached, he extended a hand, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, this is it. I can officially call you my ex-wife, right?"I smiled, inhaling the scent of his cologne as I took his hand. "Not for long, Xavier," I replied, our handshake brief but firm.We broke apart, and together, we walked towards the car waiting for us outside. The driver stood by the door, tipping his hat as we slid into the backseat.As the car glided smoothly into motion, Xavier turned to me, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Divorce has never tasted so sweet," he whispered, his eyes crinkling at the corners.I smiled, my heart skipping a beat. "I can't help but agree," I replied, our lips meeting in a tender, s