Sakura Matou Novels & Stories

“The mate bond is a sacred gift from the Goddess, and to allow anyone but my mate to touch me is to spit in Goddess’s eye and cause unspeakable suffering to my love.” “But…”Carlotta started to interrupt, but as I held my hand up, a zipper closed over her mouth and then over the mouths of the others before they could start to protest. “Do not try my patience, hags. I may be young and untrained in the ways of magic, but I am Katrina D’Amore, Luna of Nebrodi, and Crone of Oscurità e Luce Coven. I will not have my decisions questioned by anyone.” I growled as Nina started to come forward, her anger not easy to keep in check.

"You've had a crush on me since you were 14? That's what? Two years before you even met me?" I clear my throat and stare at the floor. "Uh yeah kinda." "I didn't realize I was that famous." "Syrra, literally every single wolf in that pack has heard stories of you—I'm pretty sure every creature in the world has heard of you," I snort. "Well in that case you should feel pretty damn special that you get me as your mate," she smirks, and my eyes go wide. "Wait so you're not mad or gonna reject me or something?"

I gasped in amazement. A mother with a pup? Mother looked my way as I gasped with a soft smile. Her eyes went to the bouquet of white with gold lilies in my hands, “are those for me, my little one?” Mother asked me in a tired voice. I was in such amazement I had forgotten the flowers. “Oh! Im sorry, Mother, I meant to place them in water. Do you love them?” She smiled kindly when we heard a maid shout, “Young King Leonidas, this is a private matter,” a maid had said.

Mew nodded his head and said "I know either than Filo, no one can stand my energy, that's what I told to my pack elders. If I continue the matting process for my sake, he might die." Zee interrupts the serious conversation and said "Again. I don't understand. How is that possible to mate a male??" Mew sighed and said "That's not important here because that's never gonna happen. so we can't go further about that thing." Zee said "Ok. Even though I am curious. I will search for some information." Ohm shooked his head in disbelief and said "Suits yourself." Mew asked all "Ok then how is your Luna's doing.?"

The scent has the power to create a sanctuary of calmness, inviting me to unwind and embrace moments of tranquility amidst the chaos of everyday life. All in all, the scent made me feel serene and relaxed. It possesses a calming quality, like a meadow at dusk, where the golden sunlight casts a warm, tranquil glow and the world seems to slow down. A soothing balm for my senses, inviting me to unwind, find solace, and embrace the simple beauty of nature. Is this really how my mate smells?

Lila fell asleep quickly, silently crying as I ran my fingers through her hair, trying to soothe her but not wanting to make her uncomfortable. I want to show her support without making her uncomfortable in any way. I think she was just so mentally exhausted and overwhelmed that her mind needed time to recover. I can feel the pain radiating through our bond. She is devastated at the news. I stayed with her for a couple of hours, falling asleep as I inhaled her scent. Bonds can be a funny thing. We have a scent as a wolf that is unique to us. We can all smell each other, but our mates will always smell delicious to us. When they smell Lila, she will smell like cherries and almonds, but for me

“She’s Annie.” “Hi, Annie,” Lyra says. “It’s good to meet you. I wish it was under different circumstances.” “Thank you.” Annie’s eyes are filled with tears. “I know you didn’t have to help.” “We all have to help each other,” Lyra says. “It’s the only way we’re going to survive.” “My mate died,” she says. “My pack—my pack fell apart—I’m on my own—” “Push, Annie,” I say. I don’t want her getting too distracted from what she needs to be focusing on right now. “It’s almost done.”

“No, thanks.” Matteo mirrored my position, his gangly legs shooting straight out, and locked in on the night sky. I’d overheard Daddy say Matteo was very smart, and he even skipped a grade last year. He said he’d be just like Mr. Vitale. Sometimes he even talked like him. Of course, I wasn’t all that impressed. After a long silence, he said, “There’re a billion stars, Nutella girl, and they all shine for you. My mama shines for my pa, but you will shine for me. Right?”

she whispered, “under your clothes. A reminder.” We ended in Shibuya, crossing the famous scramble at dusk when the lights came on and the city felt like it was breathing. Sakura insisted we stop at a tiny café famous for matcha parfaits. I managed half of the towering green-and-white confection before my stomach gently protested. She didn’t push, just ordered ginger tea instead. By the time we returned to the Suzuki estate the sky had turned indigo, strung with stars. Dante was waiting in the courtyard, coat slung over one arm, sleeves rolled to his elbows, looking tired but content.

Aunt Akiyama lends me a kimono, at the top it was white and at the bottom it was red, I wore a waist band of the same color, but a little lighter and a golden buckle of a flower; I tied my hair in a low tail with a white ribbon. I'm ready to defeat Satoshi and end this eternal suffering, but.... Will it really be worth it, even if I kill him he won't bring me back to my parents. But I don't want it to be in vain and even less the death of my father that was caused by him. I see Hiroki quite serious posing on the door of our room. He doesn't want to look me in the eyes; I was afraid that the worst would happen, but I'm not alone, I know that if something happens Hiroki will go to look for me