Yuri On Ice Novels & Stories

“We are a few of those chosen players! We must win and take everyone back!” “I didn’t know watching too much movies is dangerous to your brain,” Geodie kidded, setting some distance between her and Yuri just in case a physical response would happen. I fully understood her, though. Yuri always exchanged everything with physical contacts, that’s why you better prepare yourself or else suffer from her wrath. When you made her laugh, she’d slap you hard. When you made her angry, she’d pin you with her whetted fingernails. When you annoyed her, she’d pinch your ears. Yes, ears; left, and right—she’d pinch them both at the same time. The pain she could cause may not be as intense as what Geodie co

" But I don't think I'll ever deserved someone like you either. " " I love you. " Yuri said hoarsely. " It's the truth. I love you, Kathryn Ice and our little Yumi or Yuki. " He didn't have to hear her say it because her love had never been in question. " I love you. " A trembling hand touched his face. " I see it in your eyes, Yuri. " " You'll always see it, sweetheart. Always. Forever. "

He returned his gaze at the monitors and touched his earpiece connected to their phones which are in call as of the moment. "Yuri, 8 o'clock from from your standing point," he informed, still watching the footage where he saw Yuri simply looked behind, at her left side, catching a sight of an armed personnel. They were in one of the hallways at the backstage. Yuri walked towards the wall on her left and slowly, she disappeared from Black's sight after touching the wall. It wasn't long when the armed personnel fell unconscious in the ground. Yuri showed herself and carried the body, walking inside a room. When she walked out of the room, she was alone. She roamed her eyes around. Black isn't

“Since you don’t know what’s best for yourself, I wouldn’t mind killing you right here! “Oh, no! I changed my mind! I’ll cut off every single one of your limbs instead! “And then, I’ll make you watch as I toy with your woman every single day! “Hahaha!” Yuri held his long sword. Immense murderous intent seeped out instantly. All of a sudden, the air got a little colder. Yuri stomped on the floor furiously. Crack! The extravagant-looking marble on the ground cracked into pieces, and a surge of air blasted forward. He then pounced right at Harvey at lightning speed.

However, Yuri was not worried at all. “You won’t be able to defeat me. Don’t overestimate yourself,” she said calmly. Bang! Then, a strong aura exploded from Yuri’s body, and the air around them froze in an instant! Her power was beyond imagination; it was intimidating and tense. In the next second, she lifted her hand and punched Teddy at such high speeds. Teddy got the shock of his life when he felt the strong energy. Though Yuri’s punch looked as though it was coming slowly, he saw it arrive in front of him in the blink of an eye.

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.

But when I looked at his feet, my eyebrows rose. It's like the poison I felt earlier has also disappeared. He was wearing white socks and Nike slides. "Hello Wines," said Yuri who silenced my two friends. But later Wella screamed again. Thrill, thrill fifty. "Calm down, you already have a jowa. Yuri also has one okay?" Wella's eyes immediately shifted to me because of what I said. "Yuri already has a girlfriend?!" I shrugged. The room was suddenly silent. Cali turned off the loud speaker and paused the video.

Chapter 1 (Valentina's POV) "Yes, Watson. I know the first game is tomorrow. I will be there. Like I always am." That's how every winter started for me. With my boss making sure I don't miss the beginning of hockey season. Let me tell you a little secret. I hate hockey. Well, honestly it's not really hockey I hate. It's the hockey players. They are a bunch of arrogant self-entitled idiots who think they are better than the rest of the world.

Yuri’s hazel eyes, cold and calculating, darted to the guard closest to him, a burly thug named Marco, pants around his ankles, fucking Alexei’s mouth while high on meth. Marco’s belt, complete with a sheathed combat knife, lay discarded on the concrete floor, just out of reach. Yuri’s lips twitched into a smirk. Amateurs. “Hey, big guy,” Yuri rasped, his voice low and taunting, laced with the Russian accent he’d never shed. “You gonna cum again, or you just jerking off for show?” Marco snarled, distracted, thrusting harder into Alexei’s throat. Yuri seized the moment, his chained hands straining against the bolts.

Now, Von summoned countless white ice soldiers in front and around him. "Attack, my soldiers," Von stated with his natural deep and sexy voice. Without any extra action, all of his ice made soldiers start to advance towards Yuro and began attacking him. Fortunately, Yuro successfully removed his wrist from the ice, so he was able to fight with all the soldiers Von produced.