Falling Cherry Blossoms Novels & Stories

Robert's heart was burning with anxiety, and he felt like he was riding a tiger and was caught between a rock and a hard place. He withdrew his fingers, frowned, picked up his mobile phone, and strode out. In April, cherry blossoms were flying in the air, and the afternoon sun was even warmer. It was so warm that it made people feel lazy like cats and a little sleepy in spring. Yu Cangcang sat outside the coffee shop, enjoying the sunlight with her eyes closed. There was also the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms in the air. A faint smile could be seen on her face. Upon closer inspection, that smile contained faint sorrow and bitterness.

Her alleged partner never shows up with her in public. Her friend and car had not yet arrived, and she was still waiting. The moon was so gorgeous that she lost herself in its beauty as she moved forward, not realising that she had already passed behind the clubhouse. She snapped out of her moment and glanced around. The scenery was astounding. She stood with her back to the cherry blossoms. The moon shone brightly in the sky, and the ground was adorned with colorful fallen flowers. The opaque scene was beautiful. Turning, she reached out to pluck some flowers. She grinned more as she held the flower's delicate petals, which felt incredibly lovely.

I say nothing and just knowingly smile back over my shoulder, fully aware that he's still completely in shock even as I turn my back on him and walk out the open door. Women are an enigma. A world-famous adage, but Travis Baker is a genius. He will figure it out. The Cherry Blossom Festival is on its way when we arrive, as civilians and agents have bet on a particular Sakura tree by placing their blankets, food, and karaoke machines underneath. There aren't enough Sakura trees to be around, so some people are walking around instead, trying to find the merchant's stall selling the best food.

Nanako blinked and smiled mysteriously before she changed the topic and then said with a look of longing, “Charlie-kun, I’ve imagined four kinds of scenarios of meeting you, and the one that I’m looking forward to the most is to be able to walk in the snow with you on a snowy night in Tokyo. Fortunately, this wish was realized last year.” Charlie asked again, “What about the other three?” “The other three...” Nanako admired the trees of New York in the night and sighed as she said, “The second is to walk under the cherry blossoms in Hirosaki Park in a kimono with Charlie-kun. Unfortunately, the cherry blossoms bloom in March or April at the latest, and it has already passed...”

Sutburg was filled with flowers in spring, petals flying toward us in the wind, pink, white, and many other colors. Some flowers landed on my shoulder, and I thought to myself that I had made it through winter. And finally, my spring was here.

Unfortunately, the happy times were long behind them. Cassiopeia took out the pictures and tore off Lucas's figure from each one of them before throwing them into the trash can. Anya and she were the only ones that remained. Halfway through packing, she caught the whiff of a repulsive smell. She frowned instinctively. When she went to open the door, the smell grew sharper. When she had taken a few steps forward, she was hit with a heavy wave of nausea and almost lost her balance. She staggered a few steps before planting herself against the wall. Her head felt like mud.

A perfect close to a rotten chapter. The cake touched my tongue—cheap cream, greasy and cloying, sticking to the roof of my mouth. Just like this relationship—cheap and sickening. Suddenly, I couldn't breathe. Cold sweat broke out all over my body, and it felt like something was lodged in my throat. Red rashes began to break out across my hands and body. Zachary panicked and quickly apologized. "Yvonne, I'm sorry! I forgot you're allergic to peanuts! I'll take you to the hospital right now!"

When I passed by the greenery, a branch suddenly snagged my hair. I tugged slightly, but instead of freeing it, I pulled down a whole spray of petals. A hand suddenly reached out and gently helped untangle my hair. "What the—" I winced inwardly, blaming the overly lush landscaping in these rich neighborhoods. How were there already flowers blooming at this time of the year? "Are these peach blossoms?" I muttered exasperatedly. A calm voice came from above, "They're cherry blossoms."

That night, fireworks for our anniversary lit up the sky above Wildrose Estate. Beneath that starry sky, the place was alive with voices and clinking glasses. But I dragged my suitcase through security and into the boarding gate without looking back. When the plane took off, the seat prepared for me in the Wildrose Estate remained empty.

The most beautiful smell of honey and peaches invading all of my senses. Gripping me in every way Mate! Mate! Get mate! I felt my eyes shifting darker, I could smell her, and when I looked further up the staircase I could see her. My little mate. Blossom's POV "Come on we'll be late!" Quinn practically screamed at me "Why do you even care? You already have a mate... what are you getting out of tonight?" I asked as I pinned my hair up in the mirror. She was sat on the bed, putting her blue heels on, her white dress flowing over the edge of the covers.