High Rise Invasion Yuri Novels & Stories

NIVA leaved the big hall and the infant in her hands she fell in his love, she thought this angel should live, she call one of her guards and entrusted him the transport mission, to take the infant to safety. In NIVA'S head : « the safest place in this continent is Vinyl in the Nord, its far from the war land». The guard chosen to do this mission was a young female assassin called YURI she is talented, one of the best assassin's in this continent, the mission was to take him to Vinyl and to protect him until he grow up and be capable to protect himself. YURI took the infant and went out immediately to began the long travel she should pass by the kingdom of demons,

His good eye widens, but the other remains half closed as he takes in the sight of Rhys standing in front of him. “Who did this?” Rhys wasted no time asking. “I didn’t have the chance to see. They hit a bat over my head before I could say anything.” Yuri murmured. “I wanted to go to a boutique to get some dresses for June then I was ambushed.” I immediately blushed. I didn’t mean to but it was shocking. I stand in front of Rhys. “You don’t suspect him to be a spy, did you?” “Back the fuck off, Lipovsky?” Rhys yelled at me.

The temperature of the room suddenly dropped, and the atmosphere tense. "A.. alpha Zachary." Yuri stood up quickly from the bed and greeted the alpha with a bow. I watched the tall, attractive man with dark hazel eyes walk in like a king in his place. He walked in like he owned the whole world, with an aura that made everyone feel inferior to him. His gaze unwaveringly on me, and I refused to back down and stared at him. I stood up slowly when he had reached where we were, and Yuri quickly moved out of the way, keeping her distance with her head bowed.

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“You know, Baskoro… Vivian is outside. She’s waiting with snipers. The moment this key changes hands, this place becomes your grave.” Baskoro laughed coldly. “I’ve prepared an escape by sea. Give me the key!” “Take it.” Dewangga kicked the key toward him. As Baskoro bent down to pick it up, Dewangga lunged toward Sarah, trying to free her. But suddenly, the warehouse doors burst open. It wasn’t the snipers. It was Vivian herself, entering with her personal guards. She couldn’t wait outside—her possessiveness had overpowered her logic.

Nyxara stood, slow and dangerous, the air around her humming with raw energy. “Fuck,” she said, voice low and trembling with fury. “I told you—don’t play chess with my board.” Her phone buzzed again. Unknown number. A video, already playing. A stone room. Walls carved with symbols older than language. In the center— A white wolf. Chained. Still breathing, but barely. Nyxara’s blood turned to ice. Fifth cut. A message blinked beneath the video. This is what happens when bloodlines refuse to cooperate.

Maybe Yuri grew soft because J City people are not as stubborn as Russians, they are just normal people who want to live their lives in peace, and he took advantage of that and instilled fear in them to get them to do what he wants. I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I woke up feeling like I was being watched, I know I sent DJ and Krystal away. There is one person who could be in here Yuri, or his men. I turned and put a hand under my pillow gripping my gun in my hand then quickly turn then pointed my gun. “Woah! It’s only me.” damn Yuri, I think I need my place now, him coming into my penthouse like this just because he owns the hotel does not sit well with me.

“That doesn’t sound reassuring.” “It is,” Yura said. “They wanted me to cross a line but I didn’t.” “So what happens now?” I asked, worriedly. Yura’s gaze hardened. “Now they escalate.” As if summoned by the thought, Yura’s phone vibrated. It was an unknown number. She didn’t answer. A text appeared. [You’re smarter than we expected.] Another followed. [That makes you dangerous.] Yura typed calmly. [Dangerous people don’t announce themselves.]

Yuri got up from the table and walked to the other side of the bar, conversing with a group of men who had been eyeing her since we walked in. I tried to ignore her and enjoy my drink peacefully but was interrupted by a soft voice. "Are you alone?" I turned to find a beautiful blonde woman in a stunning dress, her eyes gleaming with clear intent. Before I could respond, I heard Yuri's voice. "I'm not interested in sleeping with you. Just because I'm being nice doesn't mean I'm interested." "Seriously? You flirted back. How was I supposed to read that?" the man retorted. "You're pathetic. Talking to you was a waste of my time. I should get going." Yuri snapped before the man grabbed her hand.