Yami Yugi Fanart Novels & Stories

The Yokai Seduction card lay forgotten on the table, its provocative text now reality. “Shall we make the game more interesting?” Kyomi whispered, grinding slowly against the massive bulge in his pants. Her hazel eyes were dark with lust. “Strip version. Every time you lose a round, you take something off. Same for me. Unless… you’re too shy, samurai?” Fugishigoro’s outer mask stayed cold, but inside the yandere roared with feral hunger. She’s offering her body. Piece by piece. I’ll memorize every inch before I claim her forever.

Alpha Fiama "Fimi, fimi open your eyes", I felt continuous jerks on my damp face. I felt cold, my eyes shivered to open. At first, I couldn't see anything when I forced my eyelids to open. I could sense it was Jay. My vision was still blurred. "Fimi", his voice had an urge when he found my eyes half-opened. "Jay!", I mumbled, trying to look at him well. "You need water?", he asked, nuzzling my cheek. I felt my head placed on his lap and my face pressed with his stomach. My face was wet. He might sprinkle water to wake me up. "Harley, water"

"Well, Yami. I think you should take a part in this too. You sure lonely there." Suddenly they saw a person with the same appearance as Hikari. But he was wearing a black jacket. Then Hikari explains to them what did actually happens. "This is another me, or maybe you should call him the alternative me. He maybe looks the same as me. But he was totally different from me. There was only one way to know which one is Hikari and Yami. And it was by this jacket. As for me, I prefer the color of the light and it was White. Meanwhile, Yami prefers the color of the dark which was black."

Natsu said with a concerned expression. "You don't have to worry, I can handle it, I have no problem with fighting him head on. Besides I got this armor to protect me, it won't be easy for him to cut through it." Yami said as he increased his energy making the armor to start glowing which made the boss more excited as he smirked. "Hey Natsu, let's win this thing and get out of here quickly" Yami said as he took a weird cat stance which made Natsu smile and reply, "Yeah!"

Instead, Yam chose a fabric-covered notebook with seaweed designs on the outside and a lock that didn’t really lock, as if the words inside were meant to be both hidden and accessible. Franc noticed. He observed how Yam scribbled furiously when distracted, how he tucked the book under pillows as if it were a confession rather than poetry. Franc respected Yam’s privacy and didn’t ask about it at first. Instead, he turned to his art, a new canvas sitting near the kitchenette. It depicted two hands almost touching—but never quite. The colors bled between the fingertips, creating a sense of memory or longing that seemed to echo Yam’s quiet writing. One night, as they sat together, Yam broke the

"Stop! You have no right to insult me ​​like that, Jeremy." William chuckled. "I'm no longer Jeremy, since your smooth hands changed my destiny into someone else. Jeremy has died according to your wishes, the man in front of you right now, is William Welas from Fantasy Land. Okay." Lily snorted. "You should have given me a chance." "What chance? A chance to kill me again. In your little heart, I know, you love Roberto Mose. Jeremy is just a thing of the past, so this smooth hand," William pointed at Lili's hand.

Yegor closed his eyes before saying, “Yami’s mother is one of Franciscus’ four disciples. She’s a powerhouse at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation and has reached the Second Marciais Combat Form. “After the battle between the Dark World and Righteous Alliance, Yami’s mother was captured. The Righteous Alliance let Xachary keep watch over her.” “Then, as Xachary kept watch over her, they fell in love, and she gave birth to Yami?” James made a guess. Yegor glanced at him and laughed. “Your imagination is wild. What are you even thinking? “Yami’s mother is known as the most beautiful woman in the Dark World. Her cultivation and combat power are more powerful than Xachary’s

Surprisingly, among musicians, Yumiko liked different types of men, even quite different from this guy, such as Aoi Takashima, who was tall, skinny and pale, but in reality she only dated guys like that college friend from their courses. - Idols are idols, they can even look feminine, use makeup if their work image requires it, as long as they make good music.- Yumiko used to say, explaining this to Miyuki, no matter if her friend was interested in it or not.- Musicians are like works of art, and that's how I look at them. I listen and admire, but I would never touch, because that's not what they are for. That's why I'm pissed off by all those psycho-fans who dream of a date with their idol.

YURI decided to save AHMET she used her ultimate technique life's flame { in this technique she gives all her life and powers to AHMET } , AHMET's body absorbed the energy and he floated on the air with a flame aura around him the wounds are healed , a big phoenix tattoo appeared on his back.