Ryu X Sakura Novels & Stories

"…He defeated you in your OWN swordsmanship…!?" "…The Fubuki Sakura (樱吹雪), also known as the Blowing Cherry Blossom Snow… is my father's own created mixture of spear and sword arts… August learnt it during our first duel, and he modified it to his own swordsmanship and crushed me in my swordsmanship." "Eh… In just one exchange…? He really is a genius." I murmured. "But still, Kuroyuki… your spear arts are just as good as his swordsmanship, no? You easily repelled him whenever you are holding your spear."

At this very moment, the aloof and remote Ryu was focusing his sharp gaze onto the body of his granddaughter which was standing before his eyes without lacking the slightest bit of billows of imposingness on his face. That picky gaze of his was like a cutting edge. After looking up and down on this granddaughter of his that he has long not seen, Ryu’s eyebrows slightly puckered up. On the other hand, in seeing that Ryu was frowning, the people of the Suzaku clan were snickering in their heart. It was very clear that, although Ryu had acknowledged Taka’s identity, he was rather not happy regarding this stain. The entire main room was quiet as everyone was quietly waiting for Ryu to start talk

Max commented. “It's all a part of the Rider charm,” I said. “Let's hope so, because both you and I look like we are waiting for the love of our life to grace us with her presence.” “Funny, since we are doing the exact opposite. We are watching an enemy and trying to learn her moves.” I snarled. “We’ll get rid of her somehow,” I said looking up at the same window the creature was sticking her adorably scary head out of.

Kyoto, Japan "Please, come with us. You haven't even named your son yet. What if something happens to you?" Natasha pleaded, holding his husband's hand tightly while the other wrapped around her bump protectively. Lightning flashing, thunder erupting. Her voice was weak against the howling wind and through the torrential downpour.

Clark, imprisoning her in his arms against her will. “You!” she said in alarm, her eyes wide. Ray flashed her a handsome grin as he said, “Hello, Sakura. We meet again. It must be fate.” Tara noted the smile and snapped in outrage, “What the fuck are you doing? Flirting with her?” She turned her attention to Sakura and said, “You! Stop fucking around with my man.” Sakura blinked. Man? Ray Woods was Tara’s man? Struggling to escape from Ray’s hands, Sakura asked, “What are you two doing here?”

asked Sekora eyes narrowed. “That is for me to know and you to find out soon.” Said Kariya with a smirk. “Kariya!” exclaimed Sekora shooting a blast of energy from her staff, which he blocked by cloaking himself in a veil of wind. Kariya then shot blades of wind at Sekora cutting her and ripping her armor. Sekora activated her Star Burst magic and fired Star Stream which was blocked by Kariya’s wind cloak. Then she flew up, put her hand through the wind cloak and used a move called Star blast where her hand glowed blue and blew Kariya breaking the wind cloak and blew Kariya back. Kariya then used his wind Furiyu to come back onto the mountain. They clashed weapons as over and over blocking e

Ry said it best, there are no rules. I don’t know how many minutes pass but Ry and I sit in silence absorbed in the moment. I never thought I would say this but I’m enjoying every moment of this. I feel so peaceful, and unrushed and I feel more connected to Ryo than I ever have. There’s no need for words, the fact that we’re in the same room enjoying this moment is all we need.

Her bright smile and her sparkling eyes made her face glow gracefully. Next to Sakura was a handsome young man with tall athletic figure and hazel eyes. He was also smiling brightly, looking so free and happy. They both posed in several positions. Most of their positions were hugging at each other intimately. It was obvious that they were so close and comfortable with each other companion.

She stood up and hugged me tightly, her grip on my clothes firm. She was crying, and I couldn’t help but hug her back and try to comfort her. I rubbed her back to soothe her. It pained me to see her like this. She had almost been raped by that man. Her grip loosened slightly, and she looked up at me. "T-take me, Yasmir. Kiss me. Make me f-forget." She almost whispered. Her hands were on my neck and face, pleading. Damn. "I-I can’t, Hira." I couldn’t do it because if I did, I felt like I’d go crazy over her.

Now that her aura devolved because of her fear, they didn’t seem to be held back by the frost. Ashley only went to drink his order as Roxanne moved back to finish the Sazerac that he gave her. After a few more minutes, they left together at a slow pace, Roxanne even linking her arm with Ashley’s. She didn’t look at those men who sized up Ashley’s capability to fight them back.