Real Sakura Novels & Stories

S Sierra is not just Sierra; she may have the same outward appearance, but she has multiple personalities that some of them are so confusing and hard to get along with. I know these statements may seem silly or even difficult to grasp, but it is just who she is. She is not only the beautiful, loving, and selfless Sierra that I knew, but she also turns into a rose with thorns in some ways, and sometimes can also be poisonous, that if you don't run fast it can also be your end.

He warned and drank down the kunu. "You must miss the taste of food," I said, trying to change the topic. "Ah yes. I miss it so much.." he said with a smile and continued eating. SAFIA "Aljannan Daji has opened the portal to her kingdom. Her spouse has returned along with an army." Ruhun Sama warned. We were having a telepathic meeting. We had agreed not to be in the same place for long, so we didn't get ambushed. Also, we had decided to share our hearts so that when attacked individually, we would not be destroyed.

wow…. “It seems like you are going for a wedding” one of the makeup artist couldn’t help but squeal in excitement, “I am a lady but I can’t keep my eyes off of you” Aura smiled as she twirled in front of the mirror, even though she couldn’t keep her own eyes off of herself. Her phone rang again and she immediately answered when she saw the caller ID. “Are you ready?” Malcolm’s deep husky voice filtered into her ears. “Yes I am” she beamed.

I had known what being Luna meant in a vague sense, but hearing it from Lady Samantha made it feel real, almost overwhelming. Tears welled in my eyes as I met Lady Samantha’s gaze, her sincerity cutting through my uncertainty. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “I... I’ll remember that. I promise.” Lady Samantha nodded, her expression softening further. “I know you will. You’re stronger than you realize.” The moment lingered, the quiet strength of the Luna’s words offering me a fleeting sense of peace, but as the group slowly began to move away from the poolside, the distant hum of the celebration’s music reminded me that there was still much to be done.

"This wench got plastic surgery to look like me and snuck into my boyfriend's villa, trying to get into his bed. I caught her in the act. We have to teach her a lesson! She even made a mess of the villa, painting all these flowers. Perhaps she was hoping my man would praise her art. But she'll be the one paying for the cleaning! Don't you know my man hates sunflowers? He even got angry once when I wore a sunflower hairpin. And you? You filled the whole yard with them!" Hearing this, the lackeys got excited, like they were on some kind of adrenaline rush, and started tearing the sunflowers apart. I went crazy, struggling to stop them. "No! Don't touch my flowers!" Darcy kicked me back to the

“They called it ‘Supernatural’ because the venture boys needed a sexy deck. The lab called it PX-5. The men in suits called it Phase. Like it was an operation.” Jack set Aki’s photo down on the table between them. Black eyes. White hair. The composure of someone who owns gravity wherever she walks. “And her?” he asked. “Ghost program,” Susan said, almost to herself. “Recruitment out of disaster zones. Stateless. Practically invisible. I never met her. But the codename crossed server logs with a Japanese flag and a redacted training file from a contractor we all pretended didn’t exist.” “Sumua was declared dead,” Pauly said, tapping the corner of the dossier with a pen cap. “Somebody laundere

Sakura said sweetly as Crystal told Randy what she wanted. “Star got a hot client?” I asked, my voice came out a little raspy. “Yes! He’s like… drop dead sexy,” she said. Her voice was loud enough to hear over the blaring music. She’s wearing a bright pink kimono and a blue headband with Japanese characters on it. Her nipples are barely covered by her kimono. “He gives off unredeemable villain vibes and I just-ah,” she moans as she shivers. “You didn’t check it out when you got here?” Crystal asked. I shook my head. “After we got dressed, we came out and noticed it right away. I had to see what the fuss was about and I was not disappointed.”

"Well, Darcy and I were watching this popular romance movie the other day and she said that I have no romance bone in me. The couple in the movie had this dance in the rain and a cute run on the beach moment; but I'm sensitive to the cold and I hate running." Kate laughed. "And here I was getting seriously worried." I huffed. "I'm being serious though." "Everyone has a different perspective of romance so, Higan must be fine with yours. You don't have to dance in the rain or run a marathon to impress him but there are other ways that you make him happy, right?" She did a little dance when she found a space and parked. "Point is, do what you're comfortable with. I bet Higan prefers that too."

Her hand trembled visibly as she lowered her fork, the silver clinking against the china. "And that’s not all," Damon continued, leaning forward. "The entire region is in an uproar. It seems Alpha Rune—the Conqueror himself—is turning the world upside down. He’s searching for a girl. A girl called Sara." The mention of my name in this quiet, safe room felt like a lightning strike to my soul. I kept my eyes fixed on the floor, my heart drumming a frantic rhythm against my ribs.

"I’ve seen your profile, and I think you're handsome. Furthermore, because you're from the Tanaka family, you're rich. I wouldn’t have to work for a living if I became your wife." Kenji chuckled softly. "And after hearing that, do you believe I still want to marry you?" Sakura was unabashedly laying out her negative points. “Well, I am gorgeous,” Sakura said fluently and without an accent, lifting her hand and shoulders in a self-assured gesture. She was confident that no man would turn her down. Kenji laughed. "You’re quite entertaining, but unfortunately, no. I’m not interested. I don’t want to marry you."