Itachi Sakura Novels & Stories

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.

Please do not make me do this. "You have to Shinja. He needs you. You should have seen him sulk when he realized it was I and not you in there." Shinka rolled her eyes. "Because you will not let me be until I do it, I will go." "Now that is a good girl." Shinka knocked on the door with Shinja at her side. When Silver opened, Shinka pushed Shinja inside before she changed her mind and left them alone, Shinja and Silver, shutting the door after she was inside.

I asked the question that has been bothering my mind because ever since our meeting she doesn't cease to amuse me with her crazy words "I am the gamma of this pack and the number three in command… you are only still our Alpha's mate. You can only be our Luna when the matching ceremony has been done… so currently, one mistake from you will regret it." With this, she left as the warriors also marched along with her. What is the name of hell have I gotten myself into? I asked no one in particular. LUCAS Scarlett escaping from her pack was the last thing I expected her to do, she was a Luna that loved and cherished her pack so much.

All three turned their heads to her. “You guys are hilarious.” “Whoa, sexy mama alert.” Out of nowhere Ichiya appeared in front of her. “Hi there, I'm Ichiya. You know, Ice Beauty, you should keep an eye out for elves with ropes and a blindfold.” “Why?” “Because I asked Santa for you this Christmas.” “Ichiya, how many times have I told you that's no way to speak to a lady? I apologize for my idiotic friend's actions. My name is Keito Sakamoto a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, young miss.”

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

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?

“If you even touch any of them, I’ll make you and the people of the Shindan Way’s lives a living hell!” “Even Hector Thompson has to pay the price!” Sakura Miyamoto showed a worried expression on her face while tapping her perking chest. “How terrifying! I’m so scared! “What shall I do? “Maybe I should just think of a way to relieve my tension!” Sakura then swung her backhand across Kait Walker’s face. With the sound of a loud slap, Kait’s beautiful face showed a red palm print.

Is this how l am spending eighteen years of my life. "SAKURA?" Hmm now l am hearing voices hah. Calling my name. "Is that you Sakura." I look up to see one of the girls l worked with. "What are you doing here." I could not respond as l observed her way of dressing. She was wearing a yellow kimono. Her hair tied in a lovely semi circle hairpins pluck and. She had some makeup on. "You.." "I am Hozumi don't you remember." She smiled . "Hozumi?"

“After recuperating, I’ll be back on your screen. Thank you.” The security quickly cleared a path and led us toward the VIP exit. As the private elevator to the basement opened, there stood someone near a sleek, black Bugatti. His brown hair was styled perfectly, each strand in place. But he had a cold face and a calm kind of confidence that made it impossible to ignore him. He looked like the kind of guy who could cause total confusion in the midst of girls just by walking in. “Hello, Mr. Scarlet.” He shook hands with Elena’s dad.

ALPHA RAGNAR The fire in my chamber was burning low, crackling softly, but even that sound felt too loud in the stillness. I had been sitting in the same chair for what felt like hours. I didn’t move. I didn’t speak. I just sat there with a straight face, staring at nothing. But in my head, everything was spinning. Violeta. The girl that came out of nowhere. The healer everyone suddenly loved. The one with glowing hands and strange eyes. The one who made my daughter softer.