Mha Yuri Novels & Stories

Ash looked at her in confusion. " what? do you think I can bring a fifty kg rock by myself? come ya, " Maya said as Ash smiled; this was going to be the first time, he will get help from someone. " you are one of a kind huh? " Ash commented as they looked around for any heavy rocks. " what do you mean? " Maya asked balancing herself on the slippery mud. Ash held her hand as he replied, " usually girls do not like to be in this kind of situations, you know they would ask help and all, Even Azora does that, "

I boomed. I walk out of the entrance, to the porch, find Sabrina, Moira, and a young man behind them. Moira ran to hug me, and my anger estinguished just as fast. Then my gaze turned to the boy as his eyes shifted to mine. The air around him visibly thicker with the strong aura he leaked, any completed wolf will easily realize that he is an alpha. "Pop, this is Drake," said Moira. The boy took few step forward and hold my hand to me. I shake that strong grip. "Good afternoon Mr. Stephan, I'm Drake Lockhart. Moira's mate."

𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪. – 𝙎𝙩𝙚𝙥𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙚 𝙇𝙖𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙨, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙀𝙙𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 *** Maya watched silently as Krishna walked in the class and took a seat beside her, it seemed like Shivansh had taken a day off again.

' "Ah..." Finally, Albert was the first to react. He looked dubiously at Yuri. "Honorable Goddess of Light, you must be joking. You killed Crescent Moon Principality Army's commander-in-chief, Eric, with just a single strike, and many people saw it. Who else can be so powerful?" Yuri's lovely face was solemn. "I'm not the Goddess of Light! My real name is Yuri, and my cultivation strength is completely different from the saint energy. Therefore, it may seem a little weird to all of you."

But Alex is all business, and if he thinks he’s dragging me back to Chicago to face my father, he’s going to have a fight on his hands. I kick and thrash and suddenly Yuri, the huge, tattooed Russian who sits and watches the DJ, Lucy, every night with a moon face, steps in front of us, blocking Alex. “Put girl down.” His accent is as thick as his meaty arms. You gotta love Yuri. I’m ninety-nine point nine percent sure he’s ex-mafia, too. Or bratva—whatever they call Russian mafiya. His tattoos read like a rap sheet and when he’s not looking moony at Lucy, his expression promises death to anyone who gets in his way or looks too long at his girl.

I slowly helped myself to my feet since they insisted on abandoning me to my fate through their actions. "I have no idea what hole you crawled out from or how you happened to stumble on the Alpha but I must admit that you're stupid if you don't know the answer to that question," she spat. Another maid suddenly joined in. "Of course, the future Luna is Lady Yuri!" She exclaimed. The rest of them joined her. "Yes, Lady Yuri! She deserves it!" They praised her as they pointed at the tall and beautiful woman in our midst. She was clad in a classy dress that fell freely down her legs and had a provocative slit by the side. She had ashen hair that fell down her back and her fierce gray eyes made i

Staring at the now gray and ripped paper, she tilts her head. It once held a beautiful picture of Luna Queen Morana. The photo was once bright begging to be seen as it asked for attention. Information about her death is written underneath her photo and at the bottom, there is a section of promising rewards. The posters have been hanging for quite some time. They are always taped over with a new one if they aren’t torn off. She lifts the damp dirty piece of paper to complete her face. She is so beautiful it makes her envious.

I thought the ice was finally beginning to thaw between us. But I was horribly wrong. He just wants to play with me. He wants to control me, to own me, to use my body while he quietly prepares to marry someone else. Someone infinitely more suited to his dark, violent new life. Bella Vercetti. A mafia princess who apparently has endless wealth and a diamond tennis bracelet wrapped around her wrist. A gift from the man who is currently paying me to act as his personal incubator. A sickening wave of nausea rolls through my stomach that has absolutely nothing to do with morning sickness. I place a trembling hand protectively over my belly.

AP Government was a total no for me. As we talked before the teacher came in, I noticed a guy walking in. He was obviously new. I obviously wasn't the only one who noticed how hot he was because half of the female specie were drooling. He was tall, brunette, built and had swag. He also had hazel coloured eyes. "It's really offensive to stare you know. But I don't blame you at all. He is so hot." Rita's voice pierced through my day dream and it was no news that she had caught me gawking at Mr Mc-Handsome.

"Mas Suma...." *****