Sadako Novels & Stories

Seeing that Nathan was silent, expressing disagreement with his actions, Amada boldly offered a convincing word: "I'm almost done, just a little while. So..." Amada timidly looked at Nathan. She was originally someone who didn't like to give up halfway. Amada is also a very responsible person. Above all, It's really annoying for people when they can't get the job done.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

I faked a smile, but inside I was a mess. A month later came the next big "miracle." Sienna started following simple commands—blinking, moving her eyes, even swallowing spoonfuls of liquid food. Desmond's voice cracked as he grabbed the doctor's hand. "A miracle! This is a miracle!" Matilda sobbed into Sienna's shoulder, chanting her name like she could call her back for real. A week later, it finally happened. On a bright morning, Matilda whispered to her like always—and Sienna's eyes slid open. Clear but hazy, like she was surfacing from some endless dream. Her lips shook, voice barely there.

And I realized all too quickly that she was waiting for an answer. I scoffed but didn’t argue. Instead, I shifted in my seat, leaning back against the headboard. “She looks like you.” Sienna finally glanced up, amusement flickering in her tired eyes. “You think so? They say that a girl has many faces when it comes to changing. Especially in the early stages when they grow up.”

Adam froze. He stared into the shop. A little girl stood in the middle of the room. She was wearing a white coat. And in her hand... was a small pilot doll bearing a NOVA insignia. Soukania cautiously approached her. Soukania: “Where is Sergei?” The girl looked up. She smiled. Then said: “Sergei isn't here.” Adam's expression changed. Adam: “Who are you?” The girl looked directly at him. Then said: “Don't you remember me yet, Adam?”

For his large body, he also had a hearty attitude. “Little missy, how do you deal with the silent one?” he asked. I laughed, leaning against Alpha Kaden’s arm. “We are working on it. Right, sweetheart?” Alpha Kaden replied with a grunt. Alpha Pinewood chuckled. “Ain’t that cute. We're just gonna wait a few more minutes for the others. Goddess knows Cherry Blossom is always late.” Cherry Blossom, or by her real name, Sakura. The Japanese wife of the Alpha Toby Gates of the Dashforest pack.

Annabella announced as she entered only to meet Cindy,her childhood friend sitting in front of the TV looking so serious "What's going on? Why so serious?" Annabella asked and sat down and tried watching but she couldn't understand a thing "What's that?" She asked "What do you mean? Don't tell me you don't know,WEB ZONE is launching their latest gadget tomorrow..S9!!!" Cindy screamed so loud that Annabella had to close her ear "Wow" she muttered,now getting what the news is about "I can't believe this,I've not even used S1 and now S9?" Cindy faked a tear

She was the Beta's mate, who had been injured in the battle and lay unconscious in the pack's hospital. Beside the dead warrior, a small 6-year-old puppy cried compulsively while grabbing his mother's face, begging her to open her eyes. The Alpha let the tears fall for his dead warriors, but the little pup was breaking his heart. That little one was like a son to him and his children's best friend.

” “Yes, ma’am, you did.” “This is Adonis's good friend Aiko, visiting us from Japan. She heard he had made it back from London and was here in the States visiting for business, so she dropped by to welcome him home. Aiko, this is Safira.” Aiko strolled up to Safira checking her out from head to toe. “Yes, I know who she is. Adonis spoke about you when he visited me in Japan. Nice to meet you, Safira.”

I tried to summarize Akio. Mom frowned, her brow furrowed in thought. “Is this girl American?” she asked. I rolled my eyes. I know my mom isn’t fond of the idea of being getting involved with American women. She still hasn’t fully let go of what the country did to her, my dad, and other citizens that are of Japanese descent during the war. “No, mom. She's Japanese. Akio Yoshida.” I answer, smiling just thinking about her.