Yuri #gl Novels & Stories

Keya P.O.V I was nervous, but very excited. The plan is to allow my 'Gurls' to show themselves while I stay back and observe from the Spirit Realm. Yuri is first up. And I watch as she greets them with her thick sultry southern accent. "Well, ain't y'all the lively lil' bunch. Hello, I'm Yuridicae but y'all can call me Yuri. And I am Rukeya's Fairy. What would you lovely ladies like me to do for y'all?" Grammy request, skeptically. "Can we get a look at your wings?" Yuri loves the idea. "Sure!" Yuri exclaims excitedly while removing the plushy white robe. I don't care about being naked in front of my family. They had changed my diaper and bathe me when I was a baby. So it's whatev.

Yuri, dressed in a robe, slowly stepped out of the car in the middle with crossed arms. “Yuri Musashi?!” Everyone froze after seeing Yuri’s face. Even Kairi frowned. Cameron, who was showing off just before, looked on with twitching eyes. Naturally, he knew just how impressive Yuri was. “What? Can’t wait to die after you just got away?” Harvey taunted. He grinned, as if it wasn’t a big deal. “Are you done with whatever you need to do? “Where did you pick your burial spot? I’ll take a look at it for you! Free of charge!

she whispered. "Shit!" Ben raged internally. Outwardly, he struggled to appear calm. "Who is he?" Ben asked gently. She was looking at her hands in her lap as she answered. "Yuri Gruzinsky. He is very powerful industrialist and will kill to ensure those images never get out. I might have signed our death warrant by seeing them. He will suspect." "When's the next time you have to contact him?" Ben asked. "Tonight. If Milonas is dead or captured by police, will be on news. Yuri will want update. He will tell me to return. Tomorrow. I need diamonds!" She raised the gun once more.

he told her to make her feel better. Yuriel made a mean face and pursed her lips. "Pick me or work?" she yelled angrily. Aleandro tried to get her to change her mind, but Yuriel wouldn't listen. She couldn't stand how she felt, so her eyes started to tear up. Yuriel's anger calmed down, and he groaned into Aleandro's lips. "Honey, I'm in so much pain.” She whimpered softly, "It's really itchy down there." Yuriel moved her hips up and down to get the man's attention. She pulled down her dress and took off her clear bra. The man could see her full breasts right in front of his face.

He deeply sighed. Yuria has two personalities.

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.

he murmured, his lips curving into a lazy smirk that sent a delicious shiver down her spine. Yuria responded with a sultry laugh, her eyes dancing with a dangerous gleam. "You know it is," she purred, leaning in close enough for Caleb to taste the sweet tang of her bubblegum-flavored lip gloss. "The question is, are you man enough to keep up?" Before Caleb could respond, Yuria had slipped away, her hips swaying in a seductive cadence as she walked towards the door. As her palm brushed against the handle, she halted and gave him one more, smoldering glimpse over her shoulder.

I was once one, and I knew how horrible it was to live as one. “Yuri” I called excitedly. “I am going on a trip with the alphas, I don't know when I'd be back” I said, bringing out the traveling boxes I'd seen in the room. “A trip? Where are you off to?” “I have no idea, something about a private island.” “Leave this turn” Both Yuri and I froze at the sound of Ryan's voice. Yuri stood up immediately and bowed her head, leaving the room.

Not even close. The brunette walked ahead, leading the line like a ghost of a silhouette my mind refused to let go of quickly. They had glitters slapped onto their ass cheeks the shape of a palm. And the glitters peel off in dust as their asses bounced forward. They split without breaking stride. One went left, and the other went right as they circled him, a full 180 around the table. Yuri didn’t even bother hiding the smirk that followed. His tongue ran over his bottom lip, eyes dragging over them like he’d already paid for the view twice.