Vampire Yuri Novels & Stories

Fremingo, who stands at the front, looks at Yuri's murderous appearance, and her eyebrows are locked. He was still late. The little girl's fear of black stress made her "kill" mad. The light on her did not respond. "Yuri, are you all right?" Avery Yang said that he wanted to come forward, but Mike Chen stopped him. Yuri suddenly looked up, her cold face was stained with blood, her eyes were red, and her mouth was filled with a strange smile, looking at the special infiltration. Avery Yang found her strange and shivered. Suddenly, Yuri's dagger moved, and then she rushed over.

The details of how he became a vampire aren’t clear since he has never really talked about it, and no one else has ever come forward to claim that he or she sired him or knew who did. One other thing I found the most strange when it came to Yuri, which was arguably a long list was how he had no accent. He usually spoke a clear clean-cultish language, which meant that he either worked hard to get rid of his accent, or he wasn’t from where legend had it that he came from.

He had some balls, but so did I. “You’re crazy, truly.” I widened my eyes at him and smiled with scorn right before spitting in his face. “Fuck you!” I screamed. “Let me go!” I struggled again right before a harsh strike slapped the right side of my own face. “Don’t make me REALLY hurt you, Vasilisa.” Yuri growled as one of the friends wiped my spit away from his cheek. “On the contrary, we only kill faggots. I dislike you strongly, nonetheless facts say you’re still a woman. It’s against my code to take your life. But...” he trailed off and looked at his group with a twisted grin. “The cure for your...sickness....is to be fucked. Don’t try to stop us, it’ll become worse for you.”

We looked alike, from her blue eyes to her gold hair, but hers was much rough and longer, she looked pale but her beauty was unspeakable, her aura unmatchable, she knew what she was doing, as she moved towards the stand that held the spell book, raising her hood from her legs to bring a wrapped tiny bag, there I saw the same moon tattoo I have on my ankle, it was exact with what I have “How did you get that mark on your ankle” I inquired, walking towards her “And how come we look so alike” She was quiet, still examining the stand “Please you have to answer me, I beg of you, I am so tired of being in the dark, I do not even know my own name” “Soon, you will know everything, even more than wha

"Oy." They flinched, Mijo who's trying to sleep on Era's thigh stood up, shocked. Even Flute who knew someone sat beside him, nearly jumped hearing Yuri's deep voice. They all turned their heads to what it seemed like a paint melting where Yuri slowly showed up. Ah, Yuri and her ability to copy colors and patterns. "I just remembered. Under Ela's bed..." she stopped and looked at each of them seriously. "Underneath, there were paintings. Dark. Bloody. Full of misery." 💜

I have also been thinking about possibility, disgruntled I get out of bed to get some milk, I was thirsty and not for water, the frustration was tormenting me too much, I thought he would come to see me but he didn't, I guess even though he is a vampire he also had problems with his parents. Going down the stairs I stopped when I hear something whipping, fearful I squat down to find out what it was, I sigh when I see it's just the back door, "was it open?" no, it was impossible dad always locks them, I went to close it, I put the lock on it and when I turned around I froze when I saw a guy with bright yellow eyes standing there. I was paralyzed because this doesn't look good at all, "What th

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

You couldn't control a hyper vampire like him. They finished their dinner together. Diana and Thamer went inside their own room and also their son, Adoneram. -------------- Adoneram Pov I was now lying in my bed but I still couldn't sleep. My mind was full of lusty images and I saw Yennifer's face smiling at me. I met many women in my life but she's different. There was something inside her that she's hiding and that what makes her so mysterious. Her mesmerising eyes and lovely smile that made her looks so hot and sexy.

From the top to the very last drop, without leaving anything behind, she told you anything. Using your fingers, your drag them across your hair, untangling the knots, and remain quiet as you try to digest everything she's told you. "Calla." She says in an almsot helpless tone. Your best friend, Hayeo- no. That's not it. That's not even her real name. Yvon. Yvon is actually a vampire. A paled skin, cold-blooded entity, child of the night, blood sucking creature with rigid sharp fangs- your best friend, is a vampire.

Michael asked, full of doubt. "Reread it; maybe there will be other information." Jake pointed at the device Emma held. Emma continued reading. "Vampires have their types and levels." Emma looked again at her two colleagues, who asked her to continue reading. "The first is Origin, a vampire of pure blood descent. This type of vampire is a vampire born from a vampire marriage. The speciality of origin vampires is their physical strength, like werewolves and yeti. The difference is that original vampires are stronger than werewolves, but werewolves have more senses and speed. It's different from Yetti, who is stronger than a vampire but stupider and slower," said Emma, reading with a strange f