Yuri Neko Novels & Stories

I looked at Neko and noticed the frown on her face. “Very well Master, If you ever need me to satisfy you sexually please don’t hold back.” Neko smiled with hunger in her eyes. “Are you a lesbian Neko?” I questioned as I squinted at her with suspicion and made my way back to my seat. “I honestly don’t have a preference.” “Don’t be ridiculous Neko. I don’t do women.” I spoke as I stood up from the seat. “Call me when dinner is ready,” I spoke out as I walked out of the kitchen once again.

I look at Blanca hoping that she is as surprised as I am by the kind gesture, but she doesn't seem at all disturbed. "You've been in a coma for three days. The enemy you were fighting, the one Travis killed, was an S-class enemy. In the bingo books, she can be found under the name Neko" Neko ... Cat. Like fragments of a dream, I remember a Cheshire smile, a piercing sound cutting through the forest, bending over and covering my ears with his hands, and an enemy with too fluid movements surrounding me and ... "Madame Shiji! Is she okay?" I ask, a wave of panic overwhelmed me.

I ask, stepping closer to her. She looks up at me, her eyes wide with anxiety. “The babysitter called in sick and couldn’t make it. I’m so sorry, Nero. I know we were supposed to have dinner, just the two of us, but…” I glance behind her and see Nereo peeking out, his big eyes watching us curiously. I smile, kneeling down to his level. “Hey, there. How are you?” He smiles shyly. “Hi… Who are you?” “I’m a friend of your mother’s. My name is Nero,” I say, holding out a hand to him and his eyes grow wide.

A figure was coiled up at the extreme end of the bed. "Hi there” I waved "Helloo” Yuri greeted, still no response. Yuri and I exchanged glance before moving towards the bed but stopped when she squirmed. "Don’t be afraid, we are not going to hurt you. We just want to check if you are alright. I’m Yomiko by the way and this is my sister Yuri” I introduced trying to get her to calm down.

They always used hushed tones to avoid Hibiki hearing them, and I guess they used Japanese so dad wouldn’t understand them and know what nefarious things they are plotting. “I still can’t believe it.” I shook my head as I focused on my game of Overwatch. “I’m telling you it’s true. She told me herself. Yūri was a Yakuza. A legend in her youth.” Forrest said, taking down an Ana from the opposing team. “Somehow, it doesn’t surprise me. You’ve seen that look in her eyes when she talks about taking out Ryōta. That’s the look of someone who’s taken a life.” Darius shrugged as his character took down an Orisa.

“Hi! I’m Reggie. I’m the maknae and, no doubt, the cutest member of DMG. Even though I’m the youngest, my hyungs should stop asking me to cook kimchi-bokkuem because I can’t. I can’t even cook eggs.” “You can cook ramyeon,” Cyber jumps in. “Oh, right! I can cook ramyeon. Also, I’m into soccer and I’m prolly the biggest Ronaldo fan.” “Hello! I’m Neo. I compose EDM and I like computer games too. I’m (almost) unbeatable on StarCraft. Even though I’m not the maknae, I’m the one who cooks a big pan of kimchi-bokkeum for the group’s secret late-night snacks.”

Sang-woo was back to training with Soo-ah, sparring lightly beneath the hanging lights. Yuri sat on the fountain, feet dangling into the cool water. Koji approached silently. “You used to whistle when you walked,” she said without looking. “I forgot how,” Koji replied. She turned. His hair was longer. A scar now curved across his cheek. But his eyes—those eyes hadn’t changed. “Ren okay?” she asked. “Healing. Regretful.” Yuri raised an eyebrow. “That’s a first.” Koji pulled a small leather case from his coat.

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.

I need a sounding board. Vampires are unable to produce children, so Nikka, a cat shifter, mothers the entire clan. She's amazing and I've seen her get between two fighting bears three times her size and put them in their place. She bows to no one and she is also the last person you want to be on the outs with. For such a gentle woman, she is fierce when push comes to shove.