Sakura Genin Novels & Stories

‘We have to. I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. This is it - the moment I might die. I’ve always been a weak Omega, but now it’s time to step up as the Luna of my new pack. Time to be something...more. I take a deep, sticky breath and unsheathe my claws, my tail lashing back and forth behind me. Liam and I move in tandem, circling the zombie-dragon, each waiting for the other to make the first move.

'Sometimes I really think that what can be the worst possibility left, when everyone says that it is still good that I only get a scar. Little did they know, that I just didn't get any scar on my face, but the scar was printed on my heart too! And it was there to remind me how weak I am, along with being unlucky and the other synonyms of jinx I can be, who is not perfect for her own self. Then how would she be any good for the whole pack by becoming the mate of the Alpha of the pack, and fit for carrying out the responsibility of being the Luna for the pack…?

“Nii-san! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to Tokyo?” the young girl called out, half in protest. “Ah… yeah, haha,” Heri replied awkwardly. “I already made plans with someone, Akari-chan. I was worried I wouldn’t have enough time.” Akari’s gaze immediately shifted to Sakura. “Nii-san… who’s she?” she asked innocently. Sakura quickly stepped in to introduce herself, not wanting things to become awkward. “Kitagawa Sakura. Nice to meet you.”

— It’s a good comparison, but it doesn’t fit Aronohai Misa. With her easygoing character, her heterochromic eyes, and the controlled sense of danger she exudes— she’s more like an exotic large feline. Like a tiger pretending to be domesticated by a hare. Sakura would find the situation amusing, if she weren’t the ‘hare’ in question. She opens her mouth to try saying something but is cut off by Misa’s strange actions. The she-alpha drags Sakura’s palm down the side of her face and repeatedly nuzzles into it. Either she’s playing into her role of a tiger, or she really likes the scent of Sakura’s pheromones.

Her claws rake across Kade's shoulder. He retaliates with a bite that catches her leg. She yelps but doesn't retreat. The fight is brutal. They've trained together for years. Each knows the other's moves. But Kade's been injured recently. The fight with Council operatives took a toll. He's slower than usual. Saskia exploits that. Lands three solid hits before Kade can counter. He's bleeding. Not losing yet, but not winning either. "Yield," Saskia says in wolf tongue. "You're injured. You can't win this."

Fate keeper; is also a god level entity, though can be seen as a human he can go through time and can see through the future, he also tries as much to keep fate which is the direct opposite of of Zhang fei fei. Yinito; is a demon girl picked by Takamatsu during their escape from the Dawn, she can control her powers to make people that touch her corrode and can direct the corroding to people twenty meters away from her as long as she want, and apart from that can replicate someone's power as long as she has a close contact with the power person. She is introverted and has a hard to follow personality. Uraraka; is from a family of assassins, his powers include turning Vampire which will boo

I saw Eula approaching me. "Again, sir. I'm sorry on behalf of my friend. She's a newly recruited member of the suicide cup event and doesn't have a single idea of who we are. I'll just remove her-" my eyes widened and glared at Eula. "Don't. As I've said, she's my prey, and I won't let her escape.." he fixed his coat first before smirking at me. "Welcome to Suicide High, Miss Florence Mil. I hope you'll enjoy your stay here because I'll surely do." He said and left the room.

*Several Months Later* Sadness lurk around the Lensherr’s house as everyone is trying to heal from Zack’s wound, Cole is the worst. Turn from a very outgoing and friendly person to a buddhist and recentient person, how he never say one word or any at all again, how he throw himself into a big ocean of sorrow and loneliness.

level. My half brother, Aaragorn was a mean looking punk. Several years younger then me, he looked fresh out of high school. He looked like an all star American kid with bleach blonde hair and star blue eyes. Must have came from mother. He reminded me of Nena's cute blonde hair. She was naturally so light colored. But this punk, was fake. He growled in disgust towards me. Obviously, not liking me from the start. He looked nothing like Kodiak. He barely looked mixed. Maybe he was adopted after all.