Cherry Blossom After Winter Comics Novels & Stories

Then it hit him and a smirk plastered on his face, “Oh right. We definitely have to go mow. “I can’t wait to officially have you, Mrs. Hudson.” I chuckled, feeling butterflies in my stomach. This is really it. I can’t wait to be on more adventures with my husband, Eion. It was all worth it. And I’m proud to say that I am Snow caught in his Winter Heart. **

The anger that was so vibrant just now seemed to dissipate in an instant, spreading into the night, sounding unusually tender. I sat down involuntarily, and as I looked up, I couldn't help but be stunned. The lights meandered down, reflecting on the shimmering water. A cluster of early cherry blossoms by the water had just reached its blooming season. With the night breeze, petals fell like rain, landing on the water, around us, and on our shoulders. It was as if we were in the midst of the most romantic and magnificent dream, and Jaclyn Dills by my side seemed to be hidden within the dream, impossible to separate.

"Just continue with your lovey-dovey. Forget that I'm here. I'm invisible!" Both of them chuckled at my bitterness. Just let me lament you jerks. At least you both went out of the hotel unlike me, I left that exquisite tower alone I thought to myself while scowling at the beautiful scenery outside. It's past winter and some of the cherry blossom trees by the sidewalk began to flower. It was a breathtaking view to passersby but for me, its coming would leave a stain on my heart forever.

Evelyn frowned confused, "How? It's almost winter... How are there so many flowers?" The boy smiled, "These are plants and trees that blossom in winter," He said, his voice brimming with excitement. "Look! This one is a cherry tree, it's my favorite." He said pointing to the tree with pink flowers. "And this is a magnolia, it's beautiful, isn't it? "

'Spring is here; the cherry blossom is the sign. Oh, my love is a beautiful sight. Underneath the sky, with my lover beside. I don't know why I love the pink in the sky. The beauty of nature is not so easy to define. Oh, my love, I love the cherry blossoms in the sky.' Kiera mumbled as she gazed at the delicate pink petals floating through the air. The cherry blossoms seemed to dance in harmony with her words, creating a magical moment that encapsulated their deep connection to nature and each other.

As he was about to eat his instant noodles, a sharp whistle from the TV caught his attention. He slowly raised his head, his eyes falling on a beautifully animated scene, a serene depiction of cherry blossoms in full bloom. Petals danced in the wind, covering the ground in vibrant colors. The background music was warm yet tinged with a sense of sadness. The camera moved, following the petals as they fluttered across the screen. The view shifted from the sky to the ground. In the depths of the cherry blossom grove, two small figures appeared: a girl running ahead, a boy chasing her.

"Did I wake you up?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Nah I couldn't sleep, I was drawing," he says. "Can I see?" Jax reaches around behind me and grabs his sketchbook. I take it and look over the unfinished blue flowers. "What are these?" "Coal blossoms, haven't you seen them before? They grow all over the volcanoes in the wintertime." "I usually spend winter near the witches' territory," I tell him, handing back the drawing.

Farther up the mountain, just beyond the tree line… A wolf stood against the snow. White. Bright enough beneath moonlight that for a second it almost looked unreal. It stood perfectly still. Watching. Something inside her tightened painfully. Not fear, no, something else. Recognition. The feeling struck so suddenly it almost stole her breath. The wolf lifted its head. And somewhere in the distance a howl broke through the mountains. Low. Lonely somehow. Familiar. The sound settled somewhere deep inside her chest hard enough to ache. Then the wolf was gone.

Alice rubbed her cheeks wondering if they were still red. There was an undertone of excitement in the air surrounding her. The plastic cherry blossom tree, with its pretty pink flowers, was looming above them, and for a brief moment, Alice wondered exactly how much paper would have been wasted for making this tree. It wasn't the most appropriate thought for the situation she was in, after all, she had just been kissed.

Karica’s POV It was still morning when we landed in South Cambia due to the time difference between both continents. The air was slightly crisp but nowhere near as cold as that of the North. We had very moderate winters in the South. I took a deep breath and the familiar smell of cherry blossoms filled my nostrils. They lined the sides of the road and their pink flowers blanketed the grey turf. “These cherry blossoms are beautiful just like my mate,” Xynathius spoke from beside me, a hint of a smile tugging at the sides of his lips.