Sakura Fanfic Novels & Stories

"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.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

He sobbed at Yuki. Gathering her last energy, Yuki managed to move one of her hands and touch Fūma's face with a weak smile. She said, "Fuma, this is not your fault. I-I, I'm also guilty. I'm sorry…. I'm sorry. I lo-love you, Fūma. Sorry, because of me.... You have to suffer. I -I make you hurt, and.... You, you have to feel this pain again. I'm sorry.... If only I had never existed. If only I had died back then, maybe.... Maybe now you do not have to feel anything for my departure. I'm sorry... Fūma. Please... Fūma. Please... forgive me.... Please, do not be sad.... No, do-don't cry Fūma…." "Sssttt.... What are you saying? Yuki, this is not your fault. You better keep your energy. I'll trea

But this action of hers made Saki insanely happy, he just wanted to be like this, imagining the satisfaction of the person he loved, it was like something that was inseparable from their lives, this is human nature everyone needs. Especially with the girl he can't have, Saki always takes another girl's body to make up for it, how he longs when he wants to touch Vera, but he can only imagine it from her other girls, he knows she will be more special and much more attractive, but he does not dare to go over the limit because he wants to have a career. In the end her career lost even her first time to another man.

Is this how l am spending eighteen years of my life. "SAKURA?" Hmm now l am hearing voices hah. Calling my name. "Is that you Sakura." I look up to see one of the girls l worked with. "What are you doing here." I could not respond as l observed her way of dressing. She was wearing a yellow kimono. Her hair tied in a lovely semi circle hairpins pluck and. She had some makeup on. "You.." "I am Hozumi don't you remember." She smiled . "Hozumi?"

Said Sara giving Sekora a tight hug. “Mom, I’m not a weed, I’m a big flower. Said Sekora, crossing her arms. “Oh and which one is that?” asked Sara with a smile. “The Cherry Blossom flower.” Said Sekora returning the smile. “Alright honey, lets go or we will be late.” Said Sara, loading Sekora in the families Honda Civic and shutting door. “Can we listen to the Magical unicorns theme?” asked Sekora. “Once.” Sara replied. “Twice please!” pleaded Sekora holding up two fingers.

Sora shrieked as he covered his chest and moved back while I laughed. "But you're helplessly in love with this pervert, your pervert." I whispered to his ears as he blushed before pushing my face away. "I'm only attracted to you, I'm not in love with you. Goodnight." Sora said as he laid down while I pouted and hugged him from behind. "Well if you don't love me, I love you and my love is enough and can take care of both of us. Goodnight my Casanova." I said as I kissed his cheek before placing my head on the pile of clothes he made as pillow.

Jared said with a smirk. “Be afraid if Aya ever suddenly drops you. That would hurt too, Jared,” I said seriously, making Aya laugh and give a playful “shh” as she playfully teased Jared. Aya was known for her playgirl ways too, but unlike Mira, she only switched partners every few months or whenever she was bored. “Hira, there you are, let’s dance, babe!” Aya pulled me towards the dance floor as Mira started dancing with a beer in hand. I moved to the rhythm but not as energetically as Mira.

“As you wish, Mr Yukimura” “You little— ”. _________ “She totally likes you”. Sakura sits at the vanity, facing the mirror and brushing her damp hair gently. “No she doesn’t”. Saeko groans. “Tell her Sorahiko”. “She does”. I’m surfing the net, trying to see if I can find anything about ‘Raven’. I haven’t had any luck yet. “See?”. Sakura snorts teasingly. “She doesn’t like me”. Saeko grits out. “If she did, why would she spend all that time on the jet feeding me apples?”.

Sakura nearly choked on her piece of meat, while Akira smiled with glee. Nodding in approval, Akira said, “Glad to have finally found another potential Yaoi fan. We’ll have heaps of fun tonight. I’ll make sure to show you lots of stuff. Who knows? You might become a fujoshi like me.” She chuckled heartily. A moment later, she turned to Sakura and offered, “You’re welcome to join, Sakura.” She even winked. Conrad looked from one to the other and said, “That sounds fun. Can I join in?”