Sakura Useless Novels & Stories

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.

she said, and I almost punched something. "We can't say the medication is bad until I have tested the components. There is a possibility it was doing just what the Willow doctor said because Luna's healing capacity is very slow, almost close to that of a human. Some medications help that can be highly addictive. This particular one might fall into that category," Tamar explained, and Marcus nodded.

In her final moments of life, Lara came across Carla and in the nick of time, turned her. Turning in vampiric terms was yet another profound matter. Lara took Carla’s memories and wiped them from her mind, leaving within her, a new soul. Carla was Lara’s trusted assistant, her right-hand man and bodyguard. But even without her memories, Carla retained the purity of her soul. She was kind and innocent, and that part of her alone made me fill up with remorse for not being able to reciprocate her love.

"I have an announcement to make. As you all know, our pack has been without a Luna for a while now. But tonight, I proudly present to you our new Luna, Lyra!" The pack erupted into cheers and applause, their faces beaming with excitement. I forced a smile, trying to hide my discomfort. Sage's hand wrapped around mine, pulling me closer as he led me to the center of the dance floor. The music began with a slow melody that seemed to match the rhythm of my heart. Sage's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze piercing as we swayed to the music. I felt like a puppet on strings, dancing to his tune. As the dance went on he didn’t say a word but stared deep within my soul making my heart hammer, Sage's vo

After a trip to the supermarket, Celeste drove to the place she worked. Her friend Sarah was chatting with Raymond. When the young lady laid eyes on Celeste and the jar of cookies in her hands, she cried in surprise and jumped at Celeste. Raymond rolled his eyes, "Yep… Like a monkey jumping at the sight of bananas." His voice was low, but Sarah didn't miss it. She shot him a dagger and returned her attention to Celeste. "Hey, Cel! I miss you!"

Wanting to get back at his peaceful dance. "Sakura is here. " Micheal told him in his iconic ' business voice ' "Who is this Sakura ?? Look I've been done with flings lately." He whispered into the phone glancing at Mera . "Gab , forget about those rubbish flings of yours. I'm talking about Sakura , the heiress of Zeus construction. " "Yeah so ??. " He asked pretty much oblivious to what his brother wanted him to do. "What do you mean so ?? Go welcome her. Give her those charms of yours that you usually boast of . Get her to sign the contract. Or make things easier. " He instructed and Gabriel widened his eyes.

He said, and tears welled in my eyes because I could see he was telling me his truth; I could feel it. "I don't want to be a useless Luna," I said, tears streaming down my cheek, and he shook his head. "You will never be a useless Luna, Scarlett. See us as your arms and legs. See us as your strength and your muscle. We will move at your command and be your strength. Our wolves will be your wolf. You are not useless and will never be."

That happens in real life? "Well okay. That makes total sense" I said, sarcastically and very angrily. "How about you pause your questions for later and work on that temper boiling in you. You are a few seconds away from reducing every building in this school to ashes. You wouldn't want that would u?" What is this..... I don't even know how to address the voice in my head. How cam I possibly burn a building? Is she trying to be funny or what? "I'm afraid not Azura."

Her emotions turned into daggers and her insides became tight. Mizette continued. “You may feel sad later because of emotional scars, but all you would need is a new bond and you will be fine. In fact you will be as good as new, independent and strong. Jade is a fine girl for you. You should marry her.” She looked at Alyssa with disgust who had wrapped her arms around him. “And this scum—you will forget her soon!”

SURREAL. Having the qualities of surrealism; bizarre, dreamlike, or fantastic; seemingly detached from reality. Anna’s life had fractured into two distinct realities: the private, intense, and ethically questionable relationship with Dylan, and the public, professional role as the director’s "girlfriend." Returning to work, she found herself inhabiting a dreamlike world where her identity as a dedicated doctor was now overshadowed by her celebrity status, making every interaction feel bizarre and detached from the professional life she once knew.