Love Like Cherry Blossom Novels & Stories

“I’ve been so wrong, Camilla. You can hit me, you can yell at me—just please, don’t divorce me.” I let out a cold laugh and fixed him with a scornful gaze. “We are getting a divorce, Theodore. “I’ll make room for Emily. Shouldn’t you be happy about that?” The color drained from Theodore’s face with each word that fell from my lips. After what felt like an eternity, he finally stammered, “I love you, Camilla. “There’s a reason for everything I did…” I scoffed and fixed him with a cold stare. “Celebrating Valentine’s Day with your childhood sweetheart is love? Throwing a vase at my head is love? I’m afraid you’ve got a twisted sense of love, Theodore.”

Rushing around frantically, I searched for her in the last direction that I'd seen her go. It felt like I walked for ages but finally, I knew she was near because suddenly the storm swirled away into the distance, then ceased. The snow was melting and as I trudged toward her, shivering and frostbitten, she stood in a beautiful, lush garden. Moss and chartreuse grass grew before my eyes. She turned to me, and I was bewildered when koby-pink cherry flower blossoms began to fall at my feet, covering the ground. I reached out for the cherry blossom and held it. The branch broke under my grasp, and everything turned frigid.

She indifferently said, "My mother loves the Sycamore Flower the most." Wills Watson could not help but shake his head and laugh, "So I thought that only the woman that my Second Uncle likes would has such unique tastes. It turns out to be that your mother likes it as well." She smiled and said, "What's so unique about liking a Sycamore Flower?" "Well, it's better than holding a cherry blossom and calling it a relative, isn't it?" Luna raised his hand and pinched him. Wills Watson laughed heartily, as he had completely forgotten that he came today to get angry at her.

But he didn’t reach out through the bond—clearly waiting for me to make the first move. Out of instinct, I sent a brief nudge of affection down the bond. Edwin’s lips twitched in response, as though trying not to smile at my contact. My cheeks reddened and I quickly looked away, sipping my coffee even though it burned my tongue. We continued walking, sipping our coffees quietly as we strolled along the sidewalk. Edwin cleared his throat and gestured up at the pink petals swaying in the breeze above our heads. “The cherry blossoms are beautiful this time of year, aren’t they?”

I said with burst tears in my eyes. "Is that so? I don't know, but my favorite place in Japan." my answer. "Yes, hon so thank you so much." my answer. And suddenly I kissed her and I didn't think if anyone could see us again. I kissed my wife and not someone else. I was happy with the beautiful color of the Cherry blossom so I requested that we take a picture here. I want to profile this picture on all my social media accounts because I want everyone to see how proud I am of my family.

It was a picture taken when Clayton proposed to me. That summer, I said to him, “Clayton, if you ever decide to propose, promise me there will be fireworks. “Our love should be as bright and beautiful as fireworks.” In the end, when Clayton proposed, he set off fireworks across the entire city for me. Under the fireworks, we made wishes to cherish each other and grow old together. However, we forgot that fireworks were fleeting by nature. After the brief, brilliant display, nothing remained. Clayton remembered that day, too.

"Does Cherry not welcome Papa Austin?" Austin bent down and asked Cherry affectionately. Cherry's face lit up with a grin. "How could I not? You brought me such beautiful flowers, Papa Austin. I love them!" she exclaimed, her voice bubbling with youthful enthusiasm as she embraced the bouquet. She understood well what the roses represented, despite her young age. Austin paused, his smile softening as he rose to address Sophie. "I just found out you were here and had to check on you. How are you feeling?"

I only hope that you remember the version of me when I was young and willing to climb the cherry tree to pluck you cherries. I placed the letter into the drawers. I looked up to see Cyrus looking at the cherry tree branch. He said with a little jealousy, "If you like cherries, I'll get the gardener to change all of our roses to cherry trees. We'll have flowers in spring, fruits in summer, wine in autumn, and jam in winter forever." I hugged him and said with a smirk, "Do I hear a pang of jealousy?" Cyrus tapped me on my nose, replying with a smile, "Whose fault is that?"

“Ooohhh, looks like someone got an admirer,” I took my eyes off my laptop and turned to see Cherry leaning against my door frame with a bouquet of rose flowers in her hands. She was smiling sheepishly as she walked into my room. “What?” I asked confused. “This was delivered for you,” she stretched the flower to me and I took it, confused. “Hmmm. Who is it from?” There was no card on it, no note. Nothing that shows who would have sent it.

(Ko Cherry) “..Well…you petite physique and facial appearance..does made you look rather adorable…since you looked like a middle school girls….also, I don’t find cherry lovely nor cute…because…Cherry has it’s pit’s…and cherry pits contains cyanide…that can kill a person rather easily…I don’t know what answer pleased you, Miss Ko Cherry…but…sure…you’re a cute kid...”. “.…….wow..that’s the first time..I see that kind of reactions..HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH”. (Suk Jae Hyuk)