R/yuri Manga Novels & Stories

"I felt the creep whenever I came here." I ran my fingers of the spine of each book and then I read the manga's title one by one: "Hanayori Dango", "Harumatsu bokura", "Tsubaki chou planet", "Reimei no Arcana", "Akatsuki no yona". These are all shoujo (romance genre). But there are other sport genre too, like: "Slam dunk", "Haikyuu", "Prince of tennis", "Eyeshield twenty-one", "Kuruko basketball". Fantasies and action genres are available too: "Demon slayer", "Hakuoki", "Bungou stray dogs", "Attack on titans".

When they rinsed off, Yuri pulled her under the water again and kissed her. She laughed as she wiped the excess water from her face then scooted out of the shower and grabbed a towel. After drying off, she got dressed. Yuri watched her the whole time. When she noticed, she frowned. “What are you looking at?” Yuri smiled. “I’m looking at you. You are so beautiful.” Raven blushed and ducked her head. “You’re crazy.” Yuri wrapped his arms around her. “You are very beautiful and I am a lucky man.”

It was beautiful even though it showed a story of blood and darkness. I passed the folder to Hibiki for him. “Nice work, son. I would say you need to adjust your proportions. I know you’ve not seen pictures of Yūri when she was young, so I’m guessing you went off Riko’s proportions for the drawings.” he commented, handing the folder back. “Um, well yeah. Riko didn’t have any pictures of Yūri when she was young. Just a few here and there when Saki was still alive. I also looked at the pictures in the album of Saki when she was young, and her figure was similar to Riko.” Forrest nodded.

Despite her warrior status, Yuri’s appearance was unexpectedly casual. She wore an oversized shirt paired with baggy trousers that resembled a skirt at first glance. She had clear skin, and her bright smile made it impossible to tell that she was a warrior. Her overall demeanor was positive, so Rey was initially taken aback once the introduction was made. "Hello, um… I mean, greetings, Sir! I’m Yuri, as you already know. I assure you, I’m quite capable, so feel free to rely on me whenever you need!" Yuri greeted enthusiastically.

RIAN Ciara’s second wish had brought Yuri to my home. The thought kept disturbing my mind every time I tried to think about anything apart from that, my mind automatically returned back to those chain of thoughts. Now that I was alone, my mind trailed and my facial expressions went wild with fury. There was nothing I could do. Yuri was a fairy just like me even though he obviously wasn’t as strong as I was that did nothing to avert the threat or the feeling tugging at my chest.

Yuri looked at Leah and ran up to her with a wide smile on her face. "Leah Onee-chan." Yuri jumped on Leah. Yuri was half-Japanese because her father was Japanese. Due to her habit and love towards her father's language, Yuri calls Leah Onee-chan...it is used to refer to as a big sister in Japan. Leah finds it very cute when Yuri calls her Onee-chan. "Yuri, where is your mom?" Leah asked while breaking the hug. She cupped the little one's fluffy cheeks. Yuri was half-Japanese but she didn't look Asian at all. In fact, she looked more like Leah.

My fingers were almost completely sucked inside. Then Yuria mounted him and used her hand to insert his C*ck inside her. When she had him deep inside, she started a steady rotation of her hips. As she walked, the margins of her pale blue garment brushed my exposed stomach and thighs. With the skirts of the dress spread out around her, Yuria rode atop him, appearing like a soft, massive mushroom that had silently peeked its face up through the dead leaves on the ground and opened under the protecting wings of night. Her v*gina felt simultaneously warm and freezing.

She then grabbed Odium with her left hand once more, and fixed Ryuou with a penetrating gaze. Yuri’s breaths were coming in huffs and pants by this point of time. But she refused to let that get to her, despite having injuries all over her person, and her clothes were all torn up and messed up. The right sleeve of her coat was barely hanging on. With her communicator, Yuri can distinctly hear the faint sounds of battle going on with the other Phantoms, and she wondered briefly to herself if Tohya and Ren have already defeated that Hugin guy from earlier.

"Sssttt.... What are you saying? Yuki, this is not your fault. You better keep your energy. I'll treat you soon. I'll take you out of here, Yuki. I—" Yuki smiled softly and began to close her eyes before Fūma managed to finish his words. The hand that had been holding his face was falling down. Yeah, that was the last thing Yuki could say. Her strong desire and willpower kept her to survive, even with those wounds. Before she finally breathed her last. "Yuki? Yuki?! YUKIIIII!!!" Fuma kept screaming at Yuki's name. He knew it was useless. He knew that but still did so while holding onto Yuki's cold body.

Despite the low orange light in the sauna, everything about him pops his tattoos, his monstrous strength and superior muscles. Strands of his now longer hair fall over his forehead, some of them fell over his icy blue eyes. Those dangerous, ethereal ones. Nothing about Rhys is idle, even his casual posture says so. Leaning back on his elbows, he tilts his head in my direction. “Are you going to stand there all day?” “Where's Yuri?” “Yuri has an errand to run.” “I'll just come back after you're done.” “Nonsense. Come in.”