Sakura X Novels & Stories

Xander Well fuck me. This is Hayley? There’s just something about the girl. Sure she’s beautiful with those hazel brown eyes and long black hair. Maybe it’s the single dimple I can see as she smiles or the caught in the headlights look she has going on right now. It’s clear she wasn’t expecting me. Strange gran wouldn’t mention I would be here to her. I don’t know what it is about the girl, but something about her calls out to me . It’s not a feeling I’ve had before. “Hi Hayley, it’s nice to finally meet you. Gran’s told me a lot about you" I say to the dumbstruck girl before me, I almost want to laugh, she looks so out of it.

Is this how l am spending eighteen years of my life. "SAKURA?" Hmm now l am hearing voices hah. Calling my name. "Is that you Sakura." I look up to see one of the girls l worked with. "What are you doing here." I could not respond as l observed her way of dressing. She was wearing a yellow kimono. Her hair tied in a lovely semi circle hairpins pluck and. She had some makeup on. "You.." "I am Hozumi don't you remember." She smiled . "Hozumi?"

"Said I was training. Guess I wasn't lying." Sakura scoffed, taking a step closer. The scent of her – a mix of sweat, cherry blossoms, and something uniquely Sakura – hit him like a physical blow. "Training? Is that what you call it? You look more stressed than you were at the great shinobi war!” He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. "Look, can we just–"

I don't have a phone and right now, I have no way of communicating with Xavier. Should I open the door or not

I guess it has been borrowed from the Luna our host pack. I cross my arms over my chest and walk out from behind the tree. Drake is wearing navy blue swimming trunks. He turns and walks over to me. "You're beautiful." He whispers and runs his hand over a jagged scar that runs over my ribs. I say nothing and run my hand over his pectorals. I feel his heart thumping steadily under his skin. I also feel his arms wrapping around my waist and he picks me up. He starts running and a scream erupts from my mouth as he jumps.

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

"Yeah, that's probably best." Kiema smiled sadly at him. "I'll take you another time. No worries." She turned to Xander. "You ready Sacred?" she said with a brighter smile. "Always, sweets," he said as his tiger poured from his physical form. A low moan spilled from Scarlet. We all turned to look at her. Her cheeks were pink. "Sorry. That's so freaking hot." Junior bounded over, rubbed his elemental body around and through Scarlet's. "So are you, Kaeru."