Sai Sakura Novels & Stories

“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

AYANA’s POV. The fragrance of the cherry blossoms filters into my nose and I let out a little smile as I pull my body to a sitting position. My eyes travel round the room and I nod in approval. It’s been a while since I woke up this happy. Today, I am going to enjoy my day to the fullest without thinking twice about it. I am not going to think about anyone and anything, no matter who it is. My door creaks open and I look up to see my mum standing by the door, a small smile on her face.

"No, no. I want to do this. I'm just scared that we're not going to click. Maybe we won’t be like you two." "You'll never know if you never try." she reminded me. In the middle of our movie marathon, Skyler's phone dinged, catching our attention. Lemery paused the movie while Skyler went up to get his phone. He slowly scanned it, and after that, he looked at us with confused eyes. "Samsara Sakura is the girl, right?" he asked. Lemery nodded. Skyler showed us his screen and waved his phone. "She just reached out." Never in my life has a girl made me this nervous because of a text.

It was now I could see his resemblance to Ren and boy was Sora just what every man and woman would want in a partner. He could cook, clean, he listened more, he helped out, he was great with kids, independent, charmingly stubborn, beautiful and best of all... He was himself. No lies to his qualities. He asked a lot of questions and most times spoke in Japanese when he was nervous, shy or angry and that was what made me love him more. Nothing about him reminded me of Hana except possibly their red hair and brown eyes. We got to a cafe popular with the folks for its coffee art but Sora was more of a tea person than coffee.

I ask leaning back into my chair and admiring her. "You're not all that bad looking, although you could use a light trim"she replied indicating a scissor with her fingers, right on her forehead. "Never had the time, would you care to?" I ask suggestively, her eyes watched me, sure enough to notice a joking tone. "I could, no harm trimming a pup, I could use the charity"Camila says lifting her glass to her lips and sipping her champagne. My lips part in amazement, I don't know if it's the fact that she referred to me as an animal, or the way she referred, she said is so swiftly and smoothly, leaving only room for amazement.

Eriko chimed in, “Oh yeah! And didn’t you ask us to come with you to that Indonesia festival a while ago? What’s going on, Sa-chan~?” Sakura flustered, “I-I’m just… curious, that’s all.” Eriko leaned in closer, grinning, “Really? Then why are your cheeks and ears so red, hmm?” Mia hugged her from behind, giggling, “Aww, who made our Sa-chan turn this cute all of a sudden?” “Who is he?” Eriko pushed teasingly. “Nobody! Just… a friend!” Sakura snapped, too quickly. “A friend… or a ‘friend’?” they echoed in unison, delighted.

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

"The name that the people call you? That's not your name. You know that. They could label you with anything they like. But I need to know your name. Will you deny me the privilege?" "It is forbidden." "Say the law," Uche smiled weakly, "but you forget that I am the law." She took a deep breath and pulled him to herself, "my name" she whispered for his ears alone, "is Sachi" "Sachi" Uche pulled away, "will you spend the rest of your life with a mortal man like me?" "Oh my love, it will be my pleasure." Sachs groaned but before their lips met, a loud gong resounded and the music and screams of the people ceased.

No one will care, she can only blame her mother's unfortunate fate. Near the crystal frozen river, there's a humongous and tall tree called 'sakura', the only tree that living in this place. Its big and long branches curved and twisted in an enchanting way were covered in a pile of snow. A group of crows flaps their wings and cowed on top of the large branches while watching the two kids busily covered the hole in soil using the shovels.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.