Shadow Hearts Yuri Novels & Stories

Yuri had always been quiet, only speaking when necessary, yet she had almost withdrawn into herself after that. That is probably only part of the reason why Selina and Sunny had been appearing frequently to drag Yuri away with them to do who-knows-what. The two siblings may be Phantoms, but unlike most of the Phantoms, they tend to be quite sunny-natured and cheerful, and did wonders for Yuri’s sombre mood. Tohya approached the recreation room and opened the door. There wasn’t anyone around save for Yuri who was huddled in a corner of the recreation room reading a book, and Tohya wondered to himself what she’s doing reading in the recreation room when she could have done it in her own room.

Yuri dried her hair and went to bed. Outside the room, the dark corridor. The door of the next room opened slowly, and a head appeared. At the same time, another head appeared from the stairway. The two shadows are creeping towards the door of Yuri's house. When they hear each other's movements, they are stunned. Then, they simultaneously say, "hush!" Together, the two figures are Hunter Ye and Perly Chene. "Why don't you sleep?" The two men whispered at the same time. After asking, they understood each other and looked at the door of Yuri's house.

She could not find any words to refute her. 00Her eyes were wide open. "Say it again!" 00Yuri ignored her and attempted to pry her hand away. 00Song Yaxin was extremely angry as if someone had stepped on her tail. What's more, Yuri wanted to get rid of her hand first. He raised his other hand and said, "Shameless b*tch!" 00With that said, the slap was about to land on Yuri's face.

Alexandra walked closely behind Aurora as they stepped into the club not wanting to lose sight of her. The interior view overwhelmed her and she almost had a sensory overload from all the things she was feeling at that moment. The music was very loud and the beats thumped hard making her skin vibrate. The dim flashing light casted dark shadows on the faces of the people dancing in the club. This was her first time entering inside a club before. She had always seen one from afar and it had been on her highschool bucket list to go to a club. She felt her inner child squeal from delight that she had finally crossed that off.

She simply tossed the keys his way and he caught them like his life depended on it. She carelessly strolled into the elevator and it started to whirr. Her reflections conquered the inside of the elevator. She looked into her own eyes. They looked lifeless, even to her. It made her hate herself. But the rest of her was mouth watering. And that’s exactly why she was swarmed in the clubs. A pile of shit wasn't valuable because it had a lot of flies hovering over it and she was well aware of that. She had given her heart to Hugo years ago. It was solely for money at first but it changed as time went by. Michelle could kill to get that man but Hugo had repeatedly rejected her advances. All that w

Sophie tightened her grip on the steering wheel, her knuckles white as she maneuvered through the darkened streets. Alex was slumped in the passenger seat, his breathing shallow and labored. Blood seeped through the makeshift bandage on his shoulder, staining his shirt. Her mind was racing, a whirlwind of fear and anger. The betrayal she felt from James was like a knife in her heart. She had trusted him, believed in him. The revelation that he had made a deal with their enemies to save her life was both heartbreaking and infuriating. Now, she was left grappling with a mix of emotions she wasn’t sure she could ever resolve.

Outside, the shadows deepened, and the games played by Rafa, Aera, and Ying were far from over. As he gazed into the fire, the shadow at his feet whispered promises of power, vengeance, and sacrifice. Tomorrow would demand everything—and none of them could afford to falter. ---

A blood-curdling scream tore through the air as I plummeted from the skyscraper, blacking out before I hit the ground. "Lily." The camera lingered mercilessly on my mangled form. The voice was unhinged with madness. "You're finally going to die. Don't blame me. Blame yourself for being so vile. "You knew damn well I loved Shane, and you still went ahead and married him! "In this world, only I am meant to love him! Everyone who'd try to take him from me should die!" The screen quaked, the view flipped, and there was Joanna's twisted face, filling the big screen. The footage cut off abruptly.

Her other hand slid unconsciously to her stomach, fingers curling protectively. “It’s strange, Sylvia,” she breathed shakily. “I don’t even know him or her yet, but I… I feel them. As if they’re already a part of me. Like they’re the only one who’s mine… and I can’t let go.” Her tears spilled freely now. “When I think of them, I don’t see anything… I… I only see a tiny heartbeat, clinging to me. And I…” she broke off, clutching her stomach tighter, “…I’m already clinging back.”