Yandere Yuri Novels & Stories

The horrible smell which filled the room, and the sight of so many sliced-up bodies along with their blood and guts, were more than enough to put anyone off. ‘To think that girl did all this…’ Yuri, who seemed sweet and innocent, was the one who horribly mutilated all the bodies at his command. The shock on his face, when he saw how she summoned a blade out of thin air and easily ended so many human lives, was indescribable. It was puzzling how someone who appeared so sweet and harmless on the surface could switch up so easily and rid many of their lives—in horrible ways for that matter. Yuri had made sure each of the men suffered greatly before they died.

Aldo explained. "But you are indeed perverted, Brother." Pltakkk! "Awhh hey! Why are you hitting me on the head!" cried Yura. "Actually you defended me or that snotty girl, huh? It's annoying!" "Okay, sorry. Continue the one just now." "Ekhemm, I really know Inder's ideal type of woman, a woman who is sweet, polite, and also friendly. And this sister has it all." Aldo rubbed Yura's two cheeks gently, and then changed into a squeeze pinch.

Yuri, who was the eldest son of the Thompsons, saw countless beautiful women in the past, and apart from Roanne, he realized that no other woman he saw could hold a candle to Snow's beauty; he was instantly drawn by her unparalleled beauty with just one look of her. "No, she's my god-sister," Leon explained. "God-sister? Mister Wolf, your sister's beauty rivals that of the Four Beauties throughout history!" Yuri complimented, his eyes lighting up at Leon's words. He was originally disappointed when he thought that Snow was Leon's girlfriend; the disappointment was instantly replaced by excitement when he found out that he made the wrong assumption. "You're too kind, Mister Thompson!" Snow sm

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.

- Ned, added. Ten minutes later, a more knowledgeable and grimly reflective Yuri joined his fianceé in the kitchen. She looked up the moment he entered, her violet eyes wide and a frilly apron over her dress. She could have easily passed for a Stepford wife if not for the functional but unfashionable hair net she had over her head. The sight of it almost made Yuri smile. A black-haired goddess in a hair net, he thought wryly. It was just one of the many fascinating things that made his fianceé an intriguing paradox.

That meant she must be an elite fighter. However, up until that point, she made no move to seduce Dorian despite her shapely body and attractive allure. None of her words, techniques, or aura indicated this. This was nothing like a succubus. Yuria was more like a female warrior who had experienced hundreds of fights. Her elegance was more similar to a leopard. "My name is Dorian Weaver. Pleased to meet you." Dorian gave her a salute with a grim look on his face.

he defended. “Mayu was a dear friend. We were close. I suppose you could say I was her Cassidy.” I chuckled and shook my head. “Wouldn’t you mean she’s your Cassidy?” Darius asked. Elijah scoffed. “Yeah, no. Think about the personalities. Mayu is this shy girl who, in private with people she trusts and is attracted to, becomes more open and kinky. And then Yūri is outspoken, violent, and very open about her sexuality.” Elijah shook his head.

His voice fell low and the rage of a few minutes earlier disappeared. Raven trembled. She hadn’t had a reaction like this in years. Being a small woman, she was used to men being bigger than she was. Yuri had the bulk and when he yelled, he did frighten her. The fear she felt was nothing more than a flashback to the time in her life when she was with Carlos Lopez. Tears glinted in her eyes but she wouldn’t look at him. “I’m sorry.” “I realize you don’t know me that well but I would never harm a woman or an innocent,” Yuri told her. “To raise a hand in anger against a woman or child should never be tolerated. Any man that does that is not really a man but instead a coward.”

Yuri was slowly climbing up the tall platform, escorted by several soldiers. The iron chains dragged on the ground, making sounds as she moved. Yuri appeared indifferent and did not feel worried in the slightest even though she was captured. As a fairy born in the Illusion Virtual World, she was not only kind-hearted but also had a tough personality. However, she was not afraid of death at all. More importantly, she believed that if Darryl were on the same continent as her, he would make an effort to save her when he got the news.

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.