Sakura Matou Novels & Stories

I couldn't even fathom how badly you would have to want more power to be willing to murder your own mother and bath in her blood. "Avamarie!" Jenevive screamed to get her attention. Avamarie looked over her shoulder than rolled her eyes. "I'll be back. Let me drop this woman quickly, then we'll get started on the ritual. We've only a few minutes before the moon is full in the sky." She dropped me back to the ground and turned on her heel to face off with her mother.

Iori looked to the left to see a huge Sakura tree to the side the wind blowing around it and shaking of the pink petals around them like a scene out of a picture, “It’s beautiful…” Iori said stopping to admire the magnificient tree. “What is?” Shun asked, “The Sakura… It’s been a while since I’ve been in Japan during spring…” “Has it? When was the last time you went flower viewing?” “I think the last time had been back in middle school when I was back here for spring break…” “You went with Haruki and the others?” Shun asked “No, I was in the mountain for my training back then… I went with Akagi-sama.”

Unread messages in the “Myōran Middle School Class of 2024 Parent Group Chat”: 99+ Mrs. Kimura sat frozen on the living room couch, her phone gripped like a time bomb. The glow from the screen flickered across her face as she scrolled through message after message with growing horror. “Takuto,” she called, her voice barely above a whisper, “this lady—‘CherryBlossomsDance’—says you built the Tokyo Stock Exchange out of LEGO... in kindergarten?”

that woman cried. Hera looked at the woman keenly. For some reason, she is not feeling as if the woman is really sad. Hera knows what pain is. She experienced it until recently. So now, looking at the woman who is pretending to cry for Matteo seems to be an act. "Who are you?" she asked the woman. That woman gave Hera a pitiful look. "I am Sara. I am Matteo's fiancee. You are a woman yourself. Try to understand my pain. Please give me back my Matteo" she pleaded.

The man she is with as also turns to look at me. "Dracula? What are you doing here?" she asks me. I don't know why she has to call me Dracula but I don't care. The man squints his eyes at the two of us. "Liam is a friend of mine," I reply. I think that is self explanatory. "Oh, okay," she says while nodding her head. "Matt, meet Dracula, Clara's mate. Damien meet Matt my mate," she introduces us with a beaming grin on her face.

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

“If you even touch any of them, I’ll make you and the people of the Shindan Way’s lives a living hell!” “Even Hector Thompson has to pay the price!” Sakura Miyamoto showed a worried expression on her face while tapping her perking chest. “How terrifying! I’m so scared! “What shall I do? “Maybe I should just think of a way to relieve my tension!” Sakura then swung her backhand across Kait Walker’s face. With the sound of a loud slap, Kait’s beautiful face showed a red palm print.

Where could she be? Madonna already sent a message of her being around the central and once we’re done checking here out, we will go for the nearest packs. “Kaiser, we found something!” Mateo link cut in, and I stopped running. “What’s that?” I asked hurriedly. “Come see for yourself, we’re at the other end!” He said cutting the link, and I immediately turned, heading towards them. I shifted to my human form as they all stood surrounding something. I walked through, and there was a large tree with different branches taking up to alot.

Orlan and Lucia didn't know what Azzura meant. "Are you ready?" Azzura asked to make sure. Orlan, Lucia, and Jane nodded. Azzura drew closer to the oak tree and placed her hand on the tree trunk. A second later, a white circular light appeared. Inside, the circle was black and surrounded by wisps of smoke. "Are we past this tree?" Lucia asked. Azzura nodded. Lucia was surprised; it turned out that Azzura was different from Darren, who teleported by getting into a large bucket.