Sakura Genesis Novels & Stories

-TÁÜRA'S TOWN- Third Person's POV "Ooh, what's that?" Prince Arquen The fourth Prince of Umea Kingdom asks himself upon seeing something that catches his attention like a small little child. "Ohh what is this mister?" Prince Arquen asks, holding a glowing flower. "Oh, this?" The salesman said and Prince Arquen nodded innocently. "This is a sunflower that only glows when the sun is up. This flower can only be found here in taura" the salesman said. Prince Arquen got amazed and ended up buying two to himself.

Accompanied by the sound of wind being cut, the golden aura came into contact with the dark force. Clara had not noticed it earlier, but this time, when she turned to look at the aura that was being emitted from Lucas' finger, her pupils shrank immediately. "He’s a Grade SSS Genetic Fighter!" This astonished Clara. She had heard of Grade SSS Genetic Fighters but had never met one. Thus, she had thought it was only a legend. Nevertheless, now that a Grade SSS Genetic Fighter was standing right before her, she could not help but feel flabbergasted.

~4 weeks later~ Maya's POV: The past couple months with Dean has been amazing. We go on a lot of dates and hang out with our large group. But we have yet to have any kind of sex. We've made out a lot and some dry humping but we haven't even seen each other naked. I feel like I'm ready to take that step with him but I have no idea how to go about it. So here I am in my room digging through my closet for something sexy. As I'm about to give up I notice something black in the back hidden behind one of my sweaters. I totally forgot about this gag gift Charlie gave me a couple years ago but I really didn't see the need to wear it without having a boyfriend. It's a black leather corset with black

“That’s exactly why it needs to die.” Alexander’s jaw tightened. “You don’t understand what you’re capable of.” Scarlett’s eyes burned with sudden, blazing clarity. “No,” she said. “For the first time… I do.” She reached the center base. There it was the silver slot, shaped perfectly for the pendant. Victor’s shout rang out from the console. “Scarlett, now!” The screen flashed: GENESIS LINK _74% Too close. She lifted the pendant. Its rose symbol glowed softly in her palm.

"My name is Cresil." "My name is Aurora," I said. "Fitting," he murmured. "What does that supposed to mean?" I snapped. Cresil shrugged. "Aurora is the Roman goddess of dawn, the bringer of light," he said. "It's a fitting name for someone like you, who seems to have a bright and optimistic spirit." I blushed. "Oh," I said, feeling surprised by his compliment. "Thank you, I suppose."

Noticing her confusion, the retail assistant explained, "I'm just trying to narrow down the options for you." Sage responded curtly, "He's a handsome and carefree trust fund kid." "Does he have long fingers and fair skin?" asked the young retail assistant. Sage gave it some thought. "I'm not sure, but I think his fingers are of average length, and he's not dark-skinned." "Got it!" The young retail assistant's eyes lit up. She then retrieved a delicately crafted bracelet and said, "What do you think about this rosary bracelet? He'll look like a cool and aloof saint straight out of a novel!"

A mixture of gratitude and embarrassment settled within her as he gently wiped away her tears, creating a unique connection between two souls traversing through the unexpected twists of fate. The hazel eyes that had witnessed much silently communicated a profound understanding, leaving Hiya to contemplate the depth of compassion that had unexpectedly entered her life. She lowered her gaze, and he continued, "I am sorry... I know I shouldn't have done this, but you were crying nonstop for a long time, and I couldn't resist.” --------------------

The questions swirled in my mind, a cascade of uncertainty. Vance, still holding me, observed the internal struggle etched across my face. "It's okay," he reassured, sensing the turmoil within. "We'll figure this out together, no matter who you are." As I gazed at the mirror, the truth echoed within me—I was Nadia, reborn with memories that transcended a single lifetime. "No we would not," I stayed as I looked at him. "We would not because I am not Iris. I am not your mate"

"It means beginning. You're beginning to be yourself." "Genesis." The child—Genesis—smiled, and flowers bloomed in winter air, but they were impossible flowers with petals of crystallized starlight. "I am Genesis. I have a name. I exist specifically!" Human Luna danced around Genesis, chaos recognizing kindred spirit. "Baby infinity learning to be finite. Beautiful backward breaking logic!" Genesis reached for Luna, fascinated. Where their hands almost touched, reality stuttered—showing glimpses of every possible outcome simultaneously. Luna giggled while Genesis gasped.

“Bluh, that’s a creed for the weak. KIDAV is what men without guts hide under when their bravery stands trial.” “It is not,” Ejima squeezed his hands gently. She was all tears but Bozo had chosen not to look into her eyes for fear of giving up his mission and sword. “Killing begets death. Death begets Anger. Anger begets Vengeance. And Vengeance begets killing. That’s the circle, my child. Take a look around you and you will find out that that’s what’s happening to us right now.” “You speak like him. You sound so much like Maduka.”