Hagiwara Sakura Novels & Stories

Because Sabu-sama says that so, Hikari just goes for it. But when Hikari was walking away, he started thinking about why did Sabu-sama suddenly told him to go there. He started to thinking something worst but maybe it wasn't it. Because Sabu-sama is not a person who will do something like that for him. Hikari just tries to forget everything that he just thinking and just goes there without saying anything. He was just surprised when he saw something there. There was a girl that was holding a single flower there. It was Aimi. Hikari asks Aimi "Just what are you doing here with that flower, Aimi?" Aimi was expecting some dramatic words from Hikari. But it didn't go as what did she wants. Aimi

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

He pulled me close with his paw and howled. Tiger was different from Lucian. He wasn't conflicted or broken like Lucian. His presence though intimidating, was calm and serene. I found myself wanting him, wanting to be with him. I remained in his arms for a while and looked around. I noticed there were Garnicia plants where we were. It looked slightly different from the ones in the south because it was another specie, but it was still a Garnicia plant. It had flowers, and the flowers could put a wolf to sleep. I wondered why they had so much of it. I looked and saw a small road leading somewhere, so I opted to ask Tiger.

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

I looked at her confusedly, and she went to the table just near our spot. She holds the flowers that are covered in pink wrap. A smile crept on my face. "Tada," she said as she presented to me my favorite flower. The'sakura' or cherry blossoms that are natively found in Japan "Thank you, shinyu," I smiled as I held the flowers in my hand. As of now, I can't tell whether I should still carry both of these flowers since they are too big for my hands! "You know what?" I said.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

As I went closer to the grave, I could see fireflies hovering around the grave as if through their light they were still mourning Mayu’s death. My heart suddenly felt heavy as the memories attached to her graves came to me. The only person in the memories of the grave was Hikari. Hikari knelt before Mayu’s grave and offered her the flowers and maple leaves. Wisteria were Hikari’s favourite flowers and maple leaves were Mayu’s favourite. Through those memories, I came across a promise that Hikari made to Mayu before her death. In the memory, Mayu said in her fading voice —

I asked. "Ah..." He began awkwardly and let go of me before moving back a little. "It's nothing." "It's not nothing, Hig. It looks like it hurt." He held my hand and kissed the back of my palm. "It doesn't hurt anymore so, don't worry." I heard someone giggle and I looked around his shoulder at the older woman stood behind him. She was short with straight, brown hair that was tied in a bun. She wore a grey suit and I couldn't help but notice that she resembled Higan quite a bit.

“Nii-san! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to Tokyo?” the young girl called out, half in protest. “Ah… yeah, haha,” Heri replied awkwardly. “I already made plans with someone, Akari-chan. I was worried I wouldn’t have enough time.” Akari’s gaze immediately shifted to Sakura. “Nii-san… who’s she?” she asked innocently. Sakura quickly stepped in to introduce herself, not wanting things to become awkward. “Kitagawa Sakura. Nice to meet you.”

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.