Sakura Matou Novels & Stories

Sora whispered but I silenced him with a kiss, thrusting into him as he moaned into my mouth. Sora was so lost in pleasure that he started speaking Japanese. His voice sounded both out of pain and pleasure as he mentioned two words that had my body trembling. "Kimochi" and "ochinchin" were so sexy coming out of his mouth. I pulled out of him, pushing him on all fours as I grabbed his waist thrusting into him hard. Sora was screaming, crying and moaning soundless words as I stroked his cock, his brain short circuited as he called my name. He was close and even though I couldn't understand Japanese I knew that he was "Gamen dekinai" meant.

The intimacy is foreign yet familiar—like a forgotten song that once used to be my favorite. And then he pulls away, ever so slightly, just enough to look into my eyes, and I gasp when I realize there is a mate bond. Jace must feel it, too because he smirks. “Now, do you believe me? Still think we don’t belong together?”

If you just get that box with your cutting utensils. I'm not cutting again. 'Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut...' I'm not cutting. 'Of course not, you're you're coward!' I don't wanna live anymore.

“You've troubled yourself enough today so just get some rest.” My eyes blurred and my body swayed. What? “But– I am your Luna. I should stand by your side.” I spoke up again, biting my lips in a tremble. Whispers rose around us, chatters like incessant bee heaving. Arianna smirked. I glared at her, at him. Hatred was beginning to grow a seed in my body. I swallowed hard, “I'm your mate. I'm a yourate and your soon to-be Luna.”

“To what? I place my hand on the table and lean on it, “It must have to be something epic.” “I don’t actually know who will like it. It wasn’t somethi-” She sighs and throws all caution to the wind, “The Crazy Hybrid Of A Mate, that’s the name.” “It sounds cool and so me,” I say, staring at my sister, who nods, not understanding. I hear a groan from Angel Writes and I turn to see her with closed eyes. “I apologize for making you act so crazy.” I look at her strangely. “Girl, this has been the greatest idea you’ve ever had. I love the craziness and I am glad that someone finally accepts that I am crazy,, not stupid.”

I watched as all the maids retreated one by one, leaving the room entirely blank except for the glorious view of my gown, which was the exact color of the moon. *** “Forgive me for waking you up, My Luna-” “I’m not Luna yet,” I corrected one of the maids quickly and drowsily. “Forgive me, my Lady. It’s time for you to start preparing.” Her words struck me hard, making me jolt up from the bed. How long had I been asleep? Oh my! I was undoubtedly an unserious bride if I were reminded of waking up for my own mating ceremony. I quickly got up and let her help me to the bathroom where five young maids bowed as I entered, already waiting so they could help me wash my whole body. Thankfully, I had

Ana removed the phone from the charging case. Ana sighed before answering the call and put it to her right ear. Only a few seconds later, a loud voice came from the other side. "YOU'RE CRAZY! YOU WANT TO DIE HUH!" ***

"Keep yourself warm, okay?" "I will. Goodnight." "Goodnight." And she hung up. I put my phone aside and stared at the trees in front of me. I couldn't believe it. Mom wants to meet Higan. A wide grin spread on my face and I laughed to myself. "What's got you all bubbly?" Higan asked in amusement as he sat next to me. "I'm just from talking to my mom." "I hope she's doing well." "She is." "The sunset looks lovely," he said as I leaned back.

D Fox The story Nathan talks about when he explains his tattoos is Sakura Gari (The Hunt for Cherry Blossoms) by the brilliant Yuu Watase. He was the character I was most hesitant about when writing, just because Nathan is the ‘misunderstood’ one; the one even I couldn’t always understand.

"Hope, you will go with us before we'll leave this place tomorrow." Near the wide river sparkled like gem under the bright sun, a fully bloom Sakura Tree was located. A bunch of pink petals falls down like gentle rain on this bright sunny day. The wind blows followed by a sweet fragrance and green grassy ground sways along with the current. Mizu was sitting in front of a wooden cross with a bunch of flowers in vibrant colors the couple given and some were picked by Mizu freshly in the woods, are laid on the grave. "Mom, I'm here again." the wind blows to her melancholy.