Sakura Mikan Novels & Stories

It all still felt like a dream. She dismissed every maid that was in the kitchen till it was just the both of us. I wasn't sure what it was but she started to cook something and I offered to join but she insisted I sit down and do nothing. I reluctantly did because it was not something I was used to. "What's your name?" She asked and I cleared my throat before answering. "Kieran" I answered and she hummed. "I'm Sabrina, but most of my friends call me Sab" she said and I nodded in understanding.

I'm sure they will look for Jiro and that girl and confront them. But knowing Mikan and Selena, they're too hot-headed. They might even end up hurting them and we might end up in jail. But maybe they deserve it, they cheated on me. Jiro broke my heart, and thinking about them right now just makes my broken heart even worse. He didn't even try to chase after me. I kept walking back and forth until Mikan saw me. My heart pounded even harder, and she pulled me to our table. They all know me so well, and among all of us, I'm the easiest to read.

He understood that Ryna likely summoned these women to destroy him. Cyan grinned and took the arm of the influencer before turning to Kaze. “I hope you don’t take what she said to heart, Kaze. My friend can be blunt. “Let me introduce you to Mika Suka. She’s a hit in TikTok. Her live streams have more viewers than me.” “Mika Suka?” Kaze raised a brow. “A Ryokanian?” The influencer spoke in fluent Arcadian. Kaze could not tell that she was from Ryokan.

He froze mid-sentence, his expression draining of color. “What is it?” Cain asked, alarmed. Mikan pointed at a name on the page. “Her mother Pana Sunner.” Cain frowned. “Who’s that?” Mikan sat back heavily, rubbing a hand over his face. “I knew her by another name. And this girl… she’s the spitting image of her. This isn’t good.” Cain’s stance shifted, suddenly alert. “Is she a threat? Should we alert Captain Garrik?” “No,” Mikan said quickly. “At least… I don’t think she is. But I need to speak with her myself.” He stacked the files neatly and handed them to Cain. “Come on. I need you for this.”

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.

She smiled and walked back towards the only table in the room. “Thanks.” Ejima breathed in as she rubbed the sackcloth. There were other scars on her hands but it was not as bad as she had presumed. “You speak like one who knows everything about me. Yet, your accent sounds strange and I can’t remember our acquaintance. Have we met before?” The squashing noise of the water ceased as the woman stopped washing her hands. Her shoulders had slogged and even though Ejima could not see her face, she could almost imagine the sadness that draped the creased horny colored skin.

She then extended her hand. "Nice to meet you; I’m Sakura Nakano, Kenji’s fiance."

- He said, giving a lollipop from the pocket of a box to each of them. - I don't accept sweets... - She said. - My name is Yusuke Yoshihiro. - He said. - What is you? – He questioned her. - Sakura Daidouji. - She said. - What about the little ones? – He questioned her. - Hiro, Shojin and Nihon. - She said. - So, we are no longer strangers. – He said, handing the lollipops to the three children who were crying, they stopped crying instantly.