Neko Sakura Novels & Stories

'Sometimes I really think that what can be the worst possibility left, when everyone says that it is still good that I only get a scar. Little did they know, that I just didn't get any scar on my face, but the scar was printed on my heart too! And it was there to remind me how weak I am, along with being unlucky and the other synonyms of jinx I can be, who is not perfect for her own self. Then how would she be any good for the whole pack by becoming the mate of the Alpha of the pack, and fit for carrying out the responsibility of being the Luna for the pack…?

He takes the drone, which is already drenched with water, and based on the look, he was sure it's already broken. "Sakura." The strange girl smiles, and after she says it, there's a wind blowing and the Sakura's flower from the nearest cherry blossom tree falling near them. Looking at the flower, which now falls near them, he nods his head. "Ah, yeah..it's now in April, so Sakura here is a bit prettier than the front gate." Smiling at him, she gets her bag and her flat shoes before she goes to the walkway. She wants to go back to her dorm, change her clothes, and go to the next class.

I walked over to her and sat down next to her. “Good morning.” “Good morning Jacob.” She said back to me. I started to talk to her when Kennedy and her pack of wolves came walking around the corner. Shit, I said to myself. “Jacob?” Kennedy said as she noticed me. I leaned in close to Sadie. “I’m sorry about this,” I said to her. I got up and headed over to Kennedy. “Who’s the girl Jacob?” Kennedy said and I could see the anger in her eyes. Sadie just remained seated and quiet.

While the group was busy trying to decide on their own, Nero walked up to the Sakura Tree and examined it closely. However, there was nothing peculiar within his sight. He raised his paws and placed it lightly on the tree trunk. A moment later, a smile crept upon his cute little fur face. Imagine how Garfield smiles whenever he sees lasagna. That is how Nero looks like when he smiles. Nero leaned into the tree and whispered, [There you are, culprit.] Another breeze brushed across the oasis, gently shaking the towering Sakura Tree beside it. It was as if the tree was feigning ignorance to Nero' words.

The world that she needed to end, the existence that she needed to unravel, and the one that she needed to find, is the puzzling tone she wanted to grasp, but still couldn’t. “Ai Sakura Shinohara,” calling the first name that rings a thousand familiarities from the heart and somewhat a borrowed tone. To that known existence it left her, “Raiden Cross.” Added the second name that beats the same as the first. Everything is like a hollow mystery that the million shattered pieces are to be found. “JUST WHO DO I NEED TO FIND?”

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

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.

D Fox The story Nathan talks about when he explains his tattoos is Sakura Gari (The Hunt for Cherry Blossoms) by the brilliant Yuu Watase. He was the character I was most hesitant about when writing, just because Nathan is the ‘misunderstood’ one; the one even I couldn’t always understand.

c said and Samira went to the stage to dance. " silver what was that for?" Nicki whispered to silver " hey calm down I know what am doing okay, so you gotta trust me, just don't make use of the dancing steps you use as the ananymous girl okay" silver said and that got Nicki more confused. " explain what's going on silver" Nicki whispered again.

Her assistant, Kurenai, was in a hurry as she stretched out her hand to grab hold of one of the puppies from the kennel in the backyard. After much difficulty, she finally grabbed hold of a very naughty and mischievous Akita puppy. Kurenai quickly hugged the puppy tightly in her arms before she hurried over to the entrance of Nanako’s door. “Miss Nanako, is this puppy okay?” Nanako has just placed a pink cherry blossom jacket with a very feminine feel to it inside her suitcase at this time. She looked up at the puppy in Kurenai’s arms before she smiled and said, “Oh! It turns out to be Momotaro. To be honest, I really feel very reluctant to give Momotaro away…”