Sakura Is Orochimarus Daughter Novels & Stories

“Darling, are you kidding me? Not just anybody can fix this! Only I can fix this because it is my masterpiece and I don’t want anyone to ruin it, again!” Sakura jumped a little in her seat at the exclamation. Jane, who was sitting on the sofa beside Sosuke, jumped as well. Sosuke said in Japanese to Mr. Tachibana, “Tachibana-sensei, you’re frightening her. If you must know, she’s Mr. Princeton’s adoptive daughter.” Mr. Tachibana widened his eyes at Sosuke with a questioning look. “What?” he replied in Japanese.

"My order is that you move right this instant, Asalan commanded. If the words of Xisuthra were right, then he had to see for himself. His daughter was dying out of nowhere, and the strange woman on the floor was not making any sense at all, but he just knew he needed to find the right way to fix the mess immediately before words got out. Reluctantly, Xisuthra moves his body and allows Asalan to move closer to see the woman on the floor. He sees the striking resemblance of his daughter to the woman on the floor. His shock overwhelms him, as he can't comprehend what is going on.

"Since then, she’s been trying to solve the murder case that happened in school." "Wait," my husband cut in. "The same one that was ruled a suicide?" "Yes, sir," Zane replied. Then, a breaking news flash came through the flat TV screen on the wall, showing Elena Scarlet’s picture. "Oh, please don’t tell me this made it to the news," I muttered angrily. "Elena Scarlet has solved the death case previously ruled a suicide," the reporter stated. "She has finally exposed the real killer—Rosa, a close friend of the late Gloria. Elena is currently unconscious but stable at the hospital," the reporter added.

Her breasts rising with each breath, the nipples strained against the sheer fabric. “Yeah? Will you be sad?” I kept advancing, and she backed away. This strange dance only excited me more, every sense heightened. “He has Erina. You don’t carry his mark.” Her scent became heated, musky. My gaze dipped lower. She turned her back on me, frantically looking for a way out. I smirked. Where did she think she could run to? There was no escaping this-me, us. “Stay away from me. You’re a hunter, the son of that bastard Ignatius Saul. How dare you think I would want to mate with you?” She grabbed a lamp from the bedside table and threw it at me.

The sacred stone used in blood rituals glowed with unmistakable power. "Aurora is my daughter," she declared, tears streaming down her face. "Elder Thornwood's daughter. She is the treasured bloodline of the Thornwood pack."

My throat tightened around the words until they came out thin. "He wants me to kneel," I said. "In front of everyone. Apologize to her. For something I didn't do." There was an uneven silence in the atmosphere. I braced myself, because I knew what came after silence with my father. He did not comfort. He assessed. "Stop that," he said finally, "You are a Lycan's daughter. My daughter. You do not cry over a man who could not hold what he was given." "I'm not crying."

But, the moments she took a swig of her gourd and began gulping down what was contained in it– "But, but, Miko-Sama! I just received a report from the Anbu. A Saint fall was performed in Lustburg." –she was shocked speechless by this incredible news. "*Pfft* *Cough* *Cough* Fucking shit! How many times did I tell you to not give me news like that while I am drinking my Sake? *Cough*" Sakura blushed at the admonishment of the woman whose otherworldly demeanor completely vanished as she spewed all those curses.

My heart jumps into my throat at the thick atmosphere no one else seems to sense. Luna Umiko sees me and gets to her feet with a sweet smile on her face. “My future daughter-in-law!” she says with that cheery voice I’ve always loved. “Oh, I always knew you were meant to be a part of our family.” This makes me smile and I embrace her warmly, sighing as I take in her cherry blossom and wisteria scent. “It’s lovely to see you again, both of you,” I say and walk over to Alpha Fenriz to embrace him as well.

Laylin softly breathed out a sigh at his flaring temper. She closed her eyes in silent, her heart drumming in her chest. “Scarlet was the daughter of a Rakhbar Princess and Sansy so it made her the perfect medium: the blood of both, Red Witch and White Wolf. You said the Old Mistress sees the future, did she see it?”