Novel Cherry Blossom Novels & Stories

The anger that was so vibrant just now seemed to dissipate in an instant, spreading into the night, sounding unusually tender. I sat down involuntarily, and as I looked up, I couldn't help but be stunned. The lights meandered down, reflecting on the shimmering water. A cluster of early cherry blossoms by the water had just reached its blooming season. With the night breeze, petals fell like rain, landing on the water, around us, and on our shoulders. It was as if we were in the midst of the most romantic and magnificent dream, and Jaclyn Dills by my side seemed to be hidden within the dream, impossible to separate.

"Know what cherry blossoms?" "Perfume." Cheryl replied quickly. "Didn't you offer me a drink?" Cheryl asked, pointing to the purple bottle that was still being held. "Do you want?" Cheryl nodded. "Answer the right first, what cherry blossom is. Look, you don't know the name itself." With innocence, Cheryl took out her cellphone. The cellphone with the soft pink case began to be used. Cheryl saw many messages and calls from Mawar. "Shit! I forgot, I can't use internet." Cheryl grinned.

he whispered on her ear. "Thank you..." she answers and holds his hand on her waist. "You see that honey?" Nathan pointing into the trees covered with ice. "That's a cherry blossom." "Really?" "Every spring, people around here gather under those trees for festival." "Sakura festival?" "Yap, will come back here on spring so we can witness that and beside I think this house needs a renovation." "Will you really buy this?" she asked again. "Do you like this place?" "Yes."

The Goddess did really put in her all when she was creating them. As we wandered deeper into the orchard, we came across a grove of cherry blossoms, their delicate pink petals fluttering like confetti in the wind. Carlos's eyes were filled with passion as he explained the significance of each flower. But most times I was busy being marveled by the beauty of the flower to listen.

She didn't expect Asher to name his inn after a cherry tree. Asher's face reddened for a moment, realizing that Via was laughing secretly when she heard the name of his inn that Asher picked while he drunk and lost a bet with his friends. “Many say the name of the flower can bind tourists. I named it Cherry Blossom because most of the visitors are women,” he explained, even though Via didn't ask. Before his cousin embarrassed himself, Willow patted Asher lightly on the shoulder. “Do you want to come in or not?” Willow asked a little curtly. “The name Cherry Blossom is beautiful, but it's weird when it comes out of your mouth.”

Despite the guilt pooling in my abdomen, I gave her a teasing smile and turned to observe the pink blooms decorating the cherry blossom tree behind her. My head bobbed to the left and right, taking in my surroundings. We appear to be in a garden surrounded by hundreds of cherry blossom trees. Like the trees above, the ground was also covered with pink sakura blooms. Unlike the conflict and threat that we were currently facing, this dream's ambiance was hauntingly peaceful. "Nishinomaru Garden in Osaka, Japan." Annabelle returned to gaze towards the flowers as I stood beside her. Silence stretched between us and I wondered what she was thinking. Was she angry? Disappointed? Scared? Does she h

Robert's heart was burning with anxiety, and he felt like he was riding a tiger and was caught between a rock and a hard place. He withdrew his fingers, frowned, picked up his mobile phone, and strode out. In April, cherry blossoms were flying in the air, and the afternoon sun was even warmer. It was so warm that it made people feel lazy like cats and a little sleepy in spring. Yu Cangcang sat outside the coffee shop, enjoying the sunlight with her eyes closed. There was also the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms in the air. A faint smile could be seen on her face. Upon closer inspection, that smile contained faint sorrow and bitterness.

There was an intoxicating smell, the smell of cherry blossoms. Once I was able to slip away from conversations with others I walked over to get a glass of wine. The smell of cherry blossoms is getting stronger. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw a girl with hair that almost looked white, there was an Alpha's son grabbing her and pulling her and she was trying to get away from him. Normally I wouldn't intervene but Atlas was growling for me to stop it.

Where I tried to ask God to make it all be just a bad dream. Upon re-awakening my eye, I was in a well-lit place where Saint took me. When I looked around I saw a lot of cherry blossoms. It was as if we were in a park filled with cherry blossom trees. There was no one around and only the two of us were there. When he took me down, I was amazed and it seemed that for a moment I lost sight of what had happened and the memories that coming back. My hair was blowing, along with the gradual falling of the petals on me. Compared to where I came from earlier, here the air is very fresh. I tried to catch some petals using my hand in the absence while they were also blown away by the wind every time

Kyoko tugged Akiko’s hand again, and reflexively, Akiko caught a falling cherry blossom petal in front of her. After some insistence, Akiko finally followed Kyoko’s quick steps. But her eyes couldn’t stop darting around, enjoying the pink petals floating through the air. Clearly, Akiko wanted to walk slower and take in the breathtaking scenery. It wasn’t every day she could visit Nishinomaru Park, home to about 300 cherry blossom trees, all blooming at once. Spring arrived as promised, bringing with it all its melancholic beauty. Akiko liked summer, but the two weeks when cherry blossoms bloomed in spring almost rivaled the joy she felt when summer came. The sight was too beautiful to ignore