Yuri Books Novels & Stories

"I want to hug you. Don't you like me hugging you?" 00Shen Jianchuan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "I like it, but you are still young..." 00"I'm not young. I'm an adult now." Yuri put her lips on his neck. She found that she really liked him. He was not honest on the surface, but he was also a gentleman in his bones. If he had been with another man, he would have been unable to control himself. 00She was not confident in her charm. Instead, she was sending herself to someone's door. How many men could resist her?

She didn’t even notice when she got so cold. “I see you prefer to shop in large quantities,” Yuna looked at the stack of books with a malicious glance. “We don’t have Simmons in the store, but we have a couple of books in stock: “Prayers to the Broken Stone” and “The Fall of Hyperion.” — “Hyperion” is not particularly interesting to me, but I would buy a collection of his stories. - Okay, I’ll call tomorrow and order delivery - it’s too late today. They probably dumped everything. And I'm closing in about twenty minutes. If you don't have plans, then let's go home together.

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.

“Stevie is Abbadon. And Paulo. His true name is Lahash.” “And bear in mind, this is only human interpretation of who/what we are and the accounts that led us here. These are not concrete.” Ben added. I sat there perusing the books with titles like The Book of the Dead, Angels: The Fallen, Understanding Myth, The Book of Enoch, The Jubilees, and so on. Absently, I asked as I was paging through the books, “And why have Stevie and Paulo attached themselves to Carrie. Is she too an angel?”

“I can do whatever I want and I think you know that.” Raven grimaced. “You can be a real bastard, can’t you?” Yuri laughed. “Every damn day of the year, sweetness. My excuse is I was born that way. Born a bastard and raised in hell, that’s the story of my life.” “And that excuses the way you treat people?” Raven groused. “I don’t need any excuses.” Yuri shrugged. “I treat people the way I see fit. Right now, you have answers that I need and until you tell me what I want to know, you aren’t going anywhere.”

"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." 💜

Taso with a murderous face. Yes, I'm Yuri born fire now I well ask you a question why do you want me. Oh! Interesting you didn't pass out while I was using my killing intent, you really are Yuri ok bye now I hope we met again in the future. Who was that? See you in Chapter 6

"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!"

“Care to tell me what is said in there?'' I said while finishing up the dessert. Yuri did not budge nor acted to ever hear my voice, she was so focused on the book that she might as well place her face inside of it. her brows were scrunched, her brows almost meeting each other and forming a unibrow. I cleared my throat, in hopes to get her attention this time, and good thing it was successful. “Your Grace. Sorry, I was too immersed in the book. do– do you need anything?” the Head Maid asked as she walked closer to me, closing the book and putting it on the desk. her face was the usual blank one, a poker face if you will. but her eyes tells something else. “None at the moment. I am one with m

She wasn't surprised. "Then?" Leah asked. "Then...obviously I said no and ran away. He looked very mature to me. I don't know why he said such a thing." Yuri said and sighed. "You remember what I told you, right?" Leah asked and Yuri quickly nodded. "Not to trust anyone, mind my own business, only try to protect myself," Yuri said and Leah nodded. "Yuri...what did he look like?" Leah asked. "To be direct...he looked like a yakuza." (A gangster in Japanese.) Yuri said and Leah's pupil slightly dilated. It's been a very long time since Yuri saw her giving such a reaction.