Yuri On Ice Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You used to hate her. You couldn’t even stand being in the same room with her.” “I know,” I admitted, my voice even. “But I believe—no, my dragon believes—Yuri is my mate. Not Opal.” I paused, trying to put the whirlwind of emotions into words. “It’s... strange. Yuri pulls me towards her like a magnet. It’s not like I just jumped into this.” I hesitated, choosing my next words carefully. “After Elena... After everything that happened with my powers...”

Yuri even used his magic to heal her fists, seeing the act made me grit my teeth so hard my jaws almost cracked. Just as he was about to leave, she stopped him and stretched for a kiss. He kissed her hard with so much passion and desire that my fingers turned the claws just watching them. My eyes glowed as red as the color of my hair as the rage in me got unbearable. Her hands moved and grabbed Yuri’s crotch and he groaned hard in response. Their dance of passion was getting heated when Yuri stopped her suddenly and said some hushed words to her and she nodded. He placed a kiss on her forehead before leaving the room. I cloaked my presence from him as he walked past me.

He exerted immense effort to reach this point. Unsure of Gena’s desires, he suspected her confusion and rebellion. Her mindset mirrored that of a child seeking undefined fun, oblivious to its nature or consequences. Yuri found it challenging to enjoy her presence, but he derived pleasure from pushing her to the point of fear. He loved hearing her pain, but to hear her beg for more, as if he gave her the greatest pleasure. Yuri remained uncertain whether it aroused him or repulsed him, the most intense reaction he had ever experienced.

He glared at Yelena on seeing the victory smirk on her face but there was nothing he could do, she had the upper hand here. Yelena went back to her sit and passed the File to them so they could sign on it. After watching them sign, they brought back the sign and Yelena looked through it for any error as they had done the same before passing the file to Collins so, he could go make the photocopy. Only the two girls were remaining in the Room waiting for the copies to be ready. "I've long heard of the Ice Queen of ADOR and I must say I'm impressed on seeing you today" one of the young men said, he seemed actually impressed.

Khyle said. "It's just." Yuzu paused. "It hurt to see, Ichi. You used to love hockey." "I still love hockey." He said it with the specific flatness of someone who was saying a true thing and not currently feeling it, which both of his sisters clocked with the accuracy of people who had been reading him since he was old enough to have a readable expression. "Gunner is just," he started. "He's a really hard guy to work with." "How is he hard?" Yuzu asked, with the sweet innocent directness of someone asking a reasonable question.

his question squeezes my chest, how I wish I could walk out of here with her and shout to the world that she is my daughter. "My little one, I..." "It will be a few days yet, little one," Iuri answers for me approaching, Ysie extends her arms to him and he takes her in his lap. I stare in astonishment at the scene. She always rejected and cried when guys came here to meet her, but she likes Iuri. When did they become so close? "How did you win her over?", I ask with my eyes shining. "I've been here a few times, she reminds a lot of me when I was her age."

“I’m coming soon, sweetheart. I promise. The doctors are taking good care of you, right?” “Uh-huh. But I want you. Not the ice man.” I flinched. Alessandro’s expression darkened, but he stayed silent. “The ice man?” I repeated gently. “Yeah. The tall one from my dream. He looked angry. Is he mad at us, Mommy?” My gaze locked with Alessandro’s. The raw hunger and pain in his eyes nearly broke me all over again. “No, baby,” I lied softly, my voice trembling. “He’s not mad. He… he wants to meet you. He’s a very important person, and he’s going to help us.”

Kai took another dangerous step forward, his voice dropping to a low, threatening growl. "This isn't a game, Asher. She's off limits. You know that." Asher's smirk only grew, slow and cocky, the kind of grin that probably scored him goals and girls off the ice. He didn't remove his arm from my shoulder. Instead, he drew me closer with a smooth tug, his strong hand sliding down to rest at the small of my back, fingers pressing lightly against my skin in a touch that felt both protective and deliciously possessive.

“That’s everything.” She pulled back just enough to look up at me, and I saw her clearly for the first time….not the broken girl from the courtyard, not the invisible thing hiding in plain sight. But a girl who was starting to believe she was worth being seen. I kissed her softly, slowly, making it a question instead of a demand. She answered by pulling me closer. And on that empty ice rink at midnight, with the city sleeping around us, I felt my father’s rules crack and fall away. Felt myself becoming something new. Something dangerous and soft all at once. Something capable of losing everything. And I didn’t care.

“You picked a weird time to visit.” Lucien watched Finn and Liam skating. His expression shifted from calm curiosity to genuine surprise. “Remarkable.” Alex frowned. “What now?” Lucien pointed toward the ice where the faint glow still lingered beneath Finn’s skates. “The prophecy mentioned this.” Brody groaned again. “Not the prophecy.” Lucien ignored him. “The ice itself is responding.” Jake crossed his arms. “To what?” Lucien answered simply. “To them.” The Hidden Ability Finn stepped forward again. This time the ice shimmered more clearly beneath his skates.