Novel & Cerita Sakura Ogami

Sakura remarked sarcastically. “How did you get my number?” When they first met, Kenji didn't remember them exchanging numbers. The meeting had been too brief and busy. “I got it from the omiai data my parents gave me. You should have mine too!” Sakura sounded exasperated. “Oh, I see.” Kenji wouldn't know, since he had never looked at any data from Sakura—except for the negative things Inoue had told him yesterday. “You really don't care about me, do you?” Sakura sounded amused.

We had a long drive ahead of us and we had a mystery to solve on top of that. Who the hell was Louise, what connection does she have to the Golden Moon Pack, and where did she come from? Looking at Louise, I started with some basic questions, “How long have you been at Harvest Moon Pack?”, I ask. “I have been there my whole life; I only had my mom and dad; when they died in a rogue attack a few years ago I was deemed an Omega and wasn’t allowed to finish school,” she says.

It was now I could see his resemblance to Ren and boy was Sora just what every man and woman would want in a partner. He could cook, clean, he listened more, he helped out, he was great with kids, independent, charmingly stubborn, beautiful and best of all... He was himself. No lies to his qualities. He asked a lot of questions and most times spoke in Japanese when he was nervous, shy or angry and that was what made me love him more. Nothing about him reminded me of Hana except possibly their red hair and brown eyes. We got to a cafe popular with the folks for its coffee art but Sora was more of a tea person than coffee.

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The room echoed with her silent struggles and the sound of each strand succumbing to the ruthless blade. Overcoming the torment, Hiya summoned the strength to break free. Fueled by a surge of determination, she staggered towards the door and fled to the hallway. When her eyes fall over a small flower pot, seemingly insignificant, became her it prompts defense. With a desperate throw over him, she aimed to shield herself from his wrath.

I smirked and pushed him away and wiped my lips which caused him to frown even more. "Rest well, bae," I said, then slowly he lost his consciousness. I whistled as I saw him lying on the cold floor. "Looks like you can't even go to your girl now," I said and shook my head. I think, I need to thank Sophia for her lipstick. AS ordered by Aycxe we met at the compound of the mansion of Matthew Laqueza, a mafia lord and member of the Ktinódis syndicate. "Put this on each wall," I ordered Shiela and gave the two pieces of bombs.

Sakura was praying very hard Jane would miraculously appear and sort out this mess when she heard a commotion on the other side. She looked up to see the famous Japanese designer Mr. Tachibana coming toward them, his long hair—dyed bleach blond—flying and his long white robe fluttering about him. Beside him was the woman Sakura had been waiting eagerly to meet in person, the woman who had given birth to her twenty-five years ago, Haruka Tanaka, also known simply as Ms. Ruka. She was tall, Sakura realized, with strong, angular face, and thin nose that sat nicely on her face. She was very beautiful.

Magnificent, elegant, and sophisticated, the mythical form of god Ophiuchus, the Zodiac god of the destined ‘she’ and the name that was given to the Pegasus that both of them knew by heart and across the different worlds and books didn’t change a bit. “Zero.” They both call, now having that fluttering feeling inside their hearts. Like children with their first encounter with the butterfly-like feeling inside their belly. Then a warm smile draws to their faces, a first and at the moment after time and days, made them express that genuine expression that at some point they both almost forget. “You both are here.” The scent of Sakura flower, eyes that resemble the starry night sky, hair that re

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

Because Sabu-sama says that so, Hikari just goes for it. But when Hikari was walking away, he started thinking about why did Sabu-sama suddenly told him to go there. He started to thinking something worst but maybe it wasn't it. Because Sabu-sama is not a person who will do something like that for him. Hikari just tries to forget everything that he just thinking and just goes there without saying anything. He was just surprised when he saw something there. There was a girl that was holding a single flower there. It was Aimi. Hikari asks Aimi "Just what are you doing here with that flower, Aimi?" Aimi was expecting some dramatic words from Hikari. But it didn't go as what did she wants. Aimi