Hokage Sakura Novels & Stories

Sora followed them but Yukio and I went by the lake to look at the flowers. “What kind of flower is this, Mama?” He asked, pointing to the sweet pea flower. “This is sweet pea. This is mama’s favorite flower. Mama loves this flower so much that’s why mama calls you her sweet pea.” He picked one up and put it on my ear. “Yuki, come and practice with us. Let’s see if you still know how to use this.” Yorihisa tossed me a spear. I looked at Yukio and he had a confused look on his face. I glanced at Sora and saw that he was looking at me. He must not know that I know how to fight. I walked over to Yorihisa and gave him back the spear.

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

The Orchids Pack stayed at the end of the forest, and we were going to work them back for betraying us with this final attack. “Ungodly attack, ungodly…” the scout gasped as my sword cut through his throat. Informing the Moon Hound Pack would bring up a fight that I have always wanted in years, but I didn’t want to risk my warriors for my selfish gains. Harry wasn’t the type to play fair. He’d kill everyone and leave me to hate once more. That shows how cruel he was. “Attack!!!” I growled, charging in first with my flame attack, which ripped off their bamboo-made house and ignited a serious fire.

Magnificent, elegant, and sophisticated, the mythical form of god Ophiuchus, the Zodiac god of the destined ‘she’ and the name that was given to the Pegasus that both of them knew by heart and across the different worlds and books didn’t change a bit. “Zero.” They both call, now having that fluttering feeling inside their hearts. Like children with their first encounter with the butterfly-like feeling inside their belly. Then a warm smile draws to their faces, a first and at the moment after time and days, made them express that genuine expression that at some point they both almost forget. “You both are here.” The scent of Sakura flower, eyes that resemble the starry night sky, hair that re

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

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.

* Genzo couldn't say it because Keyla was faster *Cherry blossom, I know that. And I think the name is great and it also fits mine. What do you think of a Sakura Serafine? By the way, Serafine stands for angel* she looked at him expectantly, but Genzo was fighting back tears, he nodded and kissed his Keyla. Both were happy, without any big arguments, without long discussions, probably neither of them would have thought that it could be so easy.

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.

She was hiding herself from the flying dragonfly which then perched on the edge of the table near Jai’s position. “Oh. This is a very big dragonfly. What is—I mean, what’s her or his name?” Jai asked. “This is Sakura. She is a Cherry Blossom Dragonfly.” Tsubasa answered. “I don’t want to seem rude, but I’ve never seen a dragonfly as big as her. Is it a normal size, Tsubasa-san?” Jai asked as he observed Sakura, the raspberry colored dragonfly that’s almost as big as a two months old kitten.

"This is the very reason why the school is really popular. The legendary Sakura! Though it just appears as a regular tree, there's a very good legend behind it." I looked confused. "A legend? What kind of legend? Harutora looked at me in surprise and said, "You don't know? It's really famous and known far and wide throughout the neighbouring cities as well." I nodded in negativity. "I'm afraid I have no idea what you are talking about, my friend." Hanako sighed. "Alright, let me begin..." Here goes the story of the Sakura tree, mostly known as The tree of love or hope. A long-lost Japanese fable about a girl named Sakura and a tree called Yohiro (hope) tells the story of true love that never