Sakura Lemon Fanfic Novels & Stories

He cupped her face into his hands, planting a delicate kiss on her temple prior to leaving which left Siberia staggered. Siberia experienced the intensity once more and hastily stumbled to the mirror where she saw herself; red as a tomato. She contemplated internally for quite a while, from she first saw Yeong. She realized it wasn't love at first sight or anything, however there was something like a connection, something like they are meant to be. However much to her dismay of not replying, Siberia felt another inclination, telling her that she shouldn't engage with him. It was too intricate to even consider portraying and Siberia knew if she said yes, there would be a typhoon she can't tak

I agreed. I carried my cake carefully. Luna opened the door for me. We headed to the living room. Upon reaching the living room, I placed my cake on the table. Luna went to the speaker to connect music while I went to the bar to get some drinks. As the music began, we started dancing cheerfully. I twirled around abandon while Luna, clad in a sparkling blue dress swayed to the beat with a wide grin on her face. The room was filled with the sounds of our laughter. Our dance was full of energy, as we moved together in perfect synchronicity. Our steps and movements complimented each other perfectly. We spun around each other, our arms outstretched, and then Luna embraced me, we were both beaming

During the Luna choosing ceremony, Veyra's boyfriend ditches her, breaks their promise and chooses her best friend as his Luna and mate. In an attempt to get back at him, she hatches a plan; seduce his father. What starts as a dirty game of lust turns into love. Is there a chance for this forbidden relationship to bloom to something beautiful?

The air reeked of blood, sweat, and the desperation of those who served under him including me. I was nothing but a slave, a nameless girl among a dozen others who made sure the floors were scrubbed clean, his chambers were neat and comfortable and he had everything he needed. But nothing made me prepare for the moment I perceived the scent of Lavender and Wildberries. Nothing could have prepared me for the moment I realized that Lycan King Theron was my mate. It had hit me like a thunder bolt from the blue the first time he entered the room. My heart nearly stopped.

Why is this even crossing my mind? Gosh! What's happening to me? What happened to my usual statement that I have no life without Jiro? I shook my head. This is wrong! This is completely wrong! I love Jiro, and I will only love him forever and ever. I am meant for Jiro, and he is my destiny, and no one else! Kent is just a test in our relationship with Jiro. He's like the snake in the story of Adam and Eve, and Jiro and I are Adam and Eve.

Sabrina snapped her fingers in front of me and that was all it took to pull me back to the present. “Are you even listening to me?” she asked and I sighed. “Uhhh… yes, yes.” I blinked back a couple of times, willing my eyes to adjust to my surroundings again. “I heard you.” I said. “Of course.” She knew I was lying but she knew better than to push it. “The mating ceremony will be so fun. What if you find your mate there, Kieran?” Sabrina said. “Yeah.” I gulped. “That would be nice.”

It was like his second home. “Spill” Sakura said, popping her bubble gum. Fujirawa Sakura is a fair-skinned cutie who had a strange obsession with the colour pink. She has long dark brown hair, dark eyes, and an amazing figure. Her future ambition is to be a model which everyone thinks will be absolutely possible. She used to have a crush on me and we slept together once when we were both drunk. It’s something I’ll always regret. She wanted us to get together but I told her we could only be friends. Nothing more. Toshiro made a gesture for us to all move closer which we did. He then whispered, brown eyes twinkling; “I found out that Hina is two weeks pregnant and Ren is the father”

The three teenage girls opposite them struggled to hold in their laughter. Irritated, Sakura flipped her long hair dramatically in an attempt to regain his attention. The motion whipped across Tarzan’s face, hitting him in the eye. “What the—?” he groaned, eyes snapping open. Lena finally looked over. Her jaw dropped at the sight of the beautiful, plump Asian girl in the mini skirt leaning toward Tarzan. “I’m so sorry!” Sakura said with fake sweetness. “I didn’t mean to hit you with my hair.” Lena’s stomach twisted as Sakura reached out to touch his face. Before she could, Tarzan’s hand shot up instinctively, slapping her fingers away.

He plopped himself on the sofa again and then said, “When we were in Japan three months ago. You forgot already?” I didn’t forget. I didn’t want to remember it. Big difference. “I still have photos of you wearing that kimono in my phone,” he said. Both Sakura and Akira looked excited while Jess nodded her head. She said, “Isaac showed them to me. Believe me, this uke is the real deal.” Uke? Did Jess just say uke to Akira and Sakura? Suddenly I realized why they got along so well. Jess had found herself more BL fans.

I had known what being Luna meant in a vague sense, but hearing it from Lady Samantha made it feel real, almost overwhelming. Tears welled in my eyes as I met Lady Samantha’s gaze, her sincerity cutting through my uncertainty. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “I... I’ll remember that. I promise.” Lady Samantha nodded, her expression softening further. “I know you will. You’re stronger than you realize.” The moment lingered, the quiet strength of the Luna’s words offering me a fleeting sense of peace, but as the group slowly began to move away from the poolside, the distant hum of the celebration’s music reminded me that there was still much to be done.