Sakura Nagatoro Novels & Stories

For his large body, he also had a hearty attitude. “Little missy, how do you deal with the silent one?” he asked. I laughed, leaning against Alpha Kaden’s arm. “We are working on it. Right, sweetheart?” Alpha Kaden replied with a grunt. Alpha Pinewood chuckled. “Ain’t that cute. We're just gonna wait a few more minutes for the others. Goddess knows Cherry Blossom is always late.” Cherry Blossom, or by her real name, Sakura. The Japanese wife of the Alpha Toby Gates of the Dashforest pack.

Kenji pulled out a chair, and the woman sat across from him. "Just call me Sakura. Do you mind if I call you Kenjiki-san?" She asked with a smile. "Not at all. Go ahead." Kenji could understand. Sudden familiarity didn’t necessarily mean disrespect. According to the file he had read, Sakura Nakano had lived abroad for a long time. "You look more handsome than in the photo." Sakura complimented him in a smooth and bold manner. Her time abroad was once again reflected. This kind of bold character was uncommon among Japanese women. Kenji didn’t mind the character, but she still wasn’t the woman he wanted.

“I told you! Sakura-chan likes you!” Natsumi reached out her hand to the front. She raised her fingers up slightly. “Come here, Sakura. Our guests are leaving now.” Sakura’s wings fluttered slightly. Her eyes seemed to turned slightly, and she flapped her wings, flying to Natsumi and perching on her wrist. “Good girl.” Natsumi said, rubbing Sakura’s long stomach softly and earning a few flaps of pink dust from her wings. Jai watched that in fascination for a few seconds before he also got up in the carriage. He gave another wave to the Akamine. “And thank you for ordering us a mount, Tsubasa-san.”

Jade and Bea would be speaking to me but I wouldn't catch a single word they said—I was too busy thinking about him. Everything about him—the way one loose curl of his hair would always fall on his forehead, his chocolate brown eyes that looked more like honey when light hit them, the intoxicating sound of his laugh, the way he would become cold, his jaw would clench when he was mad or annoyed, the way he called me Bloom as if it were my real name, how he would call me 'love' without even noticing it, whenever we texted and he would annoyingly only respond with pictures of gifs of jasmine flowers or animated princess Jasmine—completely ignoring what it was we were really talking about. Even

Moments later Naruto landed hard, kicking up dust. "Sakura-chan! I'm here, like you asked!" He glanced around, a nervous energy vibrating off him. The air tasted of rain and unspoken desires. Sakura emerged from the shadows beneath a massive oak, her emerald eyes narrowed, a mix of impatience and something hotter swirling within them. She wore a simple, high-necked training top and shorts, but Naruto knew better than to mistake it for innocence. "Took you long enough, Baka," she snapped, but her voice lacked its usual bite. She pushed a strand of pink hair behind her ear, her gaze unwavering. "Hinata let you out, did she?"

Kyoto, Japan "Please, come with us. You haven't even named your son yet. What if something happens to you?" Natasha pleaded, holding his husband's hand tightly while the other wrapped around her bump protectively. Lightning flashing, thunder erupting. Her voice was weak against the howling wind and through the torrential downpour.

She cried. Slash! “Ahhhhh!” Some of the maidens screamed as she fell to the floor, her blood flowing out like a river. “I would like to make an announcement.” Ryu’s fierce voice brought me back to reality. His gaze was directed towards me. He began. "With the passing of my personal assistant, whose mate's bond with the perpetrator caused this, I would like to take this opportunity to appoint a new wolf.” I observed the surroundings, and to my surprise, no one was wailing anymore. They were all filled with laughter and joy, acknowledging Sasha as a criminal.

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

Beside the Emperor sat a lovely woman, who looked kind to those who didn’t know her. "Jun, don’t bother your Uncle now. Come here," she called again, her lips curving into a sweet smile. She wore a maple-red hanfu adorned with splendid designs, her hair styled in a way that made her stand out from all the other maidens at the event. A golden hairpiece with a dragon motif hung from the end, pinned in her hair to add to her beauty.

“Just us.” Breakfast waited in the same serene dining room as before. Low table, floor cushions, the gentle clink of porcelain against lacquer. Sakura wore pale lavender today, her hair pinned with a single jade comb shaped like a crane. Haruto sat at the head in quiet charcoal, already reviewing something on a slim tablet while sipping matcha. Dante,black cashmere sweater, dark jeans, sleeves pushed to his elbows, settled beside me, one hand resting casually on my thigh beneath the table the moment we knelt.