Novel Cherry Blossom Novels & Stories

My bowl was empty which meant the conversation was over. Celia glanced at it and grabbed it from my hand. Her fingers touched my hand. I felt a strong sensation in my head, and then the image of the river appeared in front of my eyes. But my focus was not on the river, it was on the forest in front of it. The forbidden forest, as Flora called it.

Chapter 20 - Confession 'Akira is like cherry blossoms on a spring day. She blooms beautifully and eye-catching, which captures my heart. A bright sun gives me warmth after a cold winter; she is like a breeze on the seaside that embraces me wherever I go. She touches me, kisses me, soothing my senses.' – those shallow words popped up in my head that I've never said.

VEX POV The night air is thick with the scent of cherry blossoms, petals drifting across the stone paths like pale snow. Lanterns flicker, casting long shadows over the carefully manicured courtyard as I walk beside Brynn, her hand still in mine. Every step toward her room is deliberate, controlled. Not because she cannot handle herself—she can—but because the world around us is dangerous, and I refuse to let her become collateral.

Ming bowed and was about to walk away, just then, she heard a masculine voice, “Did you lose someone who was also like this cherry blossom?” Ming turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a hat and glasses. He stood beside her and looked up at the tree. Ming hummed in response, “Hmm… when I was about to end my life, she came as a new beginning, like this cherry blossom. That day was the first day of spring and as well as of my new life…” “Hmm… some people are indeed like that. So today is her birthday or funeral? And why pink roses under cherry blossom tree?” that man asked.

"This is—wow." Zac chuckled softly. "My grandfather was a big reader. He quoted literature as if he were a human book himself." I turned to look at Zac, my eyes lit up. "Zac, this is amazing." Zac shrugged nonchalantly, smiling. "I thought you'd like it." He walked over to one wall, skimming the shelves until he pulled out a book. "I wanted you to have this." I looked at the book he held out for me to take. It was called "Bloom" by Kelle Hampton. I smiled at the title, meeting his eyes. "Wha—but why?"

Vernon had returned, looking exhausted. He was even holding a bouquet of fresh flowers. He walked toward me with no trace of guilt or remorse. "Avril, I brought you your favorite roses." Red roses represented sincere and passionate love. Right now, those flowers looked like a joke in Vernon's hands. I accepted the roses. Thinking that I was no longer angry, Vernon began to explain. "It's Peggy Cahill. She's been diagnosed with bone cancer. All she wants is to marry me.

She glanced around, hoping he hadn’t gone far, but he wasn’t there now, and she’d already told her aunt she needed fresh air. So she opened the door and slipped out, careful not to let her long gown catch in the door. The air was remarkably fresh. A gentle breeze stirred the leaves and sent a fragrance of honeysuckle and cherry blossoms across her face. Ella inhaled deeply. She’d missed being outside so much. In France, she’d spent as much time as possible outside. Her favorite pastime had been sitting outside beneath a tree, reading a book. This was the first time she’d gone outside since she’d arrived home from the airport, other than getting in and out of Tim’s car.

" I moved to her desk, and I saw a piece of paper and a pen! I wrote down a note! Love, I am sorry about everything Please meet me later when you wake up Come over to my house! W. Cherry POV: I got up breathing heavy, I woke in a fright! I was looking around. I dreamed Wade was in my bed, holding me in my sleep. That was strange, why do I smell him on my bed? I bent down to put my nose on my pillow, I took a deep breath, I smelt cinnamon and spices. Wait a minute! Was it a dream, right? I got out of bed; I saw something on my desk, a piece of paper! I was confused, did I write something, or did Sherry leave a note that she is going somewhere? I picked it up. I drop the paper, I gasp! I saw w

Upon returning home, Cassiopeia’s first thought was to go to Anya’s room. The room was tidy and looked the way it did when she had left home that morning. However, she knew the sound of Anya’s joyous laughter would never echo against these walls again. She scanned every item in the room before finally settling her gaze on a toy placed at the head of the bed. It was her birthday gift for Anya. The doll came with a built-in recorder.

The netizens jokingly called him a hopeless romantic, and the fans who shipped us were utterly obsessed. But one day, when he was still logged in on his WhatsApp account on the tablet, a woman sent him a message with a video. In the video, the woman was cosplaying as a bunny police officer, and her gaze was suggestive. She was sitting in a kneeling position with her legs spread apart, and both her hands were unfastening the buttons of her shirt, revealing supple skin that seemed eager to break free. "Bunny really misses Benny. I want Benny to do things to me!"