Reading Yuri Novels & Stories

Mila politely shooed him off. "Right, pardon me." He chuckled inoffensively and walked away. She did not care taking a second glance at him…whoever he was. She needed minimum distraction right now. ________&&_______&&_________ Heyyyyyyyy everyone, We have finally hit 100 chapters. Thanks to all of you reading. Your support means a lot to me…and Mila, lol. Please, don't forget to vote for My Rival's Desire as your favourite book so that others can read the story too.

I said and then yawned. “Good night to you too, Your Grace.” Yuri said before turning off the lamp on my bedside table—- which is turned into a candle style one instead of the oil one— and she then headed to the door of my room before taking a bow and leaving. and for a moment there, maybe I was just sleepy and groggy, but I think I saw Yuri crack a small smile on her lips before closing the door. ‘Maybe I really am just tired to the point that I am imagining things.’ I thought to myself before shutting my eyes completely and letting myself be brought to dreamland.

Yūri called out in a sing-song voice. I rolled my eyes as I realized the knock was Hachiro’s signal. Yūri rolled out of bed, first digging through her bag, throwing on a pair of short shorts and a tank top. “Going to get dressed or want them to see your cock? I mean, I don’t mind. It’s a fine-looking cock. But your call.” she arched an eyebrow glancing down at my morning wood.

He brought the other telegrams down and opened it, only to see a pop-up image of an oven. “Hmm, it seemed someone sent in a strange message.” Yuri hummed as he stared at the oven. Realizing that he could pull on a side tab, he did so to ‘open’ the oven. There was now a drawing of a single piece of bread inside. “…what is this?” “Why? What does it say?” Delta got up from her seat and circled to get to Yuri’s other side. “Oh, why is there a bun inside the oven?”

nice evening" Yuri said politely and he put down his phone and he immediately arranged his belongings to get ready to go home. When I arrived at Sebastian's mansion, I immediately went to my room to take a shower and get dressed. After I get dressed I go to the living room. the mansion fell silent. I sat on the sofa and raised a cup of warm tea to my mouth. Suddenly, I heard the small sound of the cup hitting the table. I stared out the window. The leaves sway in the wind. He did not remember such a serene landscape. "Possibly today he might or might not come home," Yuri said to his mind as he stared outside. Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend so it didn't matter if I arrived tomorrow night, A

Keya P.O.V I was nervous, but very excited. The plan is to allow my 'Gurls' to show themselves while I stay back and observe from the Spirit Realm. Yuri is first up. And I watch as she greets them with her thick sultry southern accent. "Well, ain't y'all the lively lil' bunch. Hello, I'm Yuridicae but y'all can call me Yuri. And I am Rukeya's Fairy. What would you lovely ladies like me to do for y'all?" Grammy request, skeptically. "Can we get a look at your wings?" Yuri loves the idea. "Sure!" Yuri exclaims excitedly while removing the plushy white robe. I don't care about being naked in front of my family. They had changed my diaper and bathe me when I was a baby. So it's whatev.

- Amos 5:1 * * * * “No…” Yuri opened and closed her eyes several times, and every single time that she’d opened her eyes, she wished for the scene before her to vanish. And each time, she was solely disappointed. The scene before her oddly resembles a horror movie flick that she’d watched with Miki and Michio once a few months ago. But unfortunately, this is reality, not a movie.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming.

"Yuri is being a shrew. I can eat all the fig jam I want... no wonder boys turn up their noses at her, hmph!" "You'll turn into Audhumla if you keep eating all the jam, fat as a mother auroch licking Ymir out of the ice of Ginnunagap" Yuri chastised, crossing her arms and looking at me imploringly. "Then you won't fit into your pretty pretty dresses, Rosy, and I'll have to sew you new ones. You'll come begging to me to let out the seams, and I'll refuse your silly stupid sob story, you little pig!" She pushed up Rosy's nose. "Oink! Oink! Oink!" "I'm not a little piggie!" Rosy bit Yuri's prodding finger, and Yuri yelped. "I'll show you an oink!"

she added as she went back sitting beside Yuri and Cylvia. Yuri, who was supposedly reading her favorite pocket novel that she must have read about a thousand times already but she was rereading again tonight, closed her book to chime in with our conversation. “I can stay here and keep an eye until morning. I am not going to sleep until I finish reading this novel. You can proceed inside now and get yourselves some sleep. I am not tired yet, and since what I am reading tonight is a thrilling novel, I think it is impossible for me to even just have a nap,” she explained with her hands gesturing in a very formal manner, as if she was doing some oration speech or declamation piece.