Yuri Otome Novels & Stories

Betsy Miller is not your typical twenty-two years old ‘half-Asian girl’. After all, apart from being a customer service representative and the various side jobs she has, she is also a great actress. One day, one of her clients at a salon, a Japanese woman, asked for a favor. In exchange for a large sum, Betsy goes to New York City to pretend to be Yuri Haruko. Even with no knowledge of the business world, she dares to go there. There she meets Jack Wills, an American rugged looking guy who’s pretty convinced that Betsy is not the person who she says she is.

Maiden Caliber was once a 25-year-old successful businesswoman whose ambition is to take revenge on those people who caused pain and agony in her life. She sought justice for her parent's death and bring turmoil in their predicaments. But what if everything turns upside down? What if the supposed revenge will not be successfully done because she died? But worse, what if after she died she's reincarnated to one of the otome novels her mother once wrote? Say the least that she's not even one of the main cast? But worst and worst of it all, the same history comes with the character she's playing, a girl whose parents died because they were killed by those powerful people in the k

On the night of her first shift,18 years old Selina Williams is bound by the moon Goddess to Julian Harlow.The most feared Alpha in the entire North America. He refuses to reject her or complete the mating bond,instead he drags her into the Goldenville pack where the glowing “golden veil aura” publicly exposes every pulse of their unwanted connection. Trapped in a cage of cruelty,forced proximity and raw chemistry,Selina must survive the man who both destroys and defines her,until the bond that is meant to break them becomes the only power strong enough to save them both.

Yuri wasn’t looking for anything pure or righteous. He’d never known tenderness, nor did he want to know. It didn’t fit with being Bratva. But when he met her, this tiny bundle of woman, he almost wished he were different. Something about her just appealed to a place deep inside him. A feeling he never realized was even there. She had reached down deep into his soul and taken a piece of him. For her, he almost wished he was different. Because now that he had tasted her he wouldn’t let her go. Raven knew who he was and what he was but she never expected to be drawn to him. She had nothing to offer a man like him. He was one man she never should have met, let alone been allowed to taste. He

“In a world ruled by power, love and compassion are weaknesses. But they killed both in me… so there’s nothing left they can use to stop me.” Anya is just an ordinary she-wolf trying to survive. By a twist of fate, or perhaps the Goddess’s intervention, she begins working for the Volkovs, and all she wants is to gain money to care for her brother and sick mother. But Nathan Volkov, the Alpha heir, treats her with cold disdain, as if her very presence offends him. Until the night they are left alone. When Anya confronts him, Nathan fights his instincts… and loses. Secret nights, forbidden desire, and an unbreakable bond pull them together. But love comes at a cruel price. After a chain of dev

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten bu

Crimson Bloomed: Ascend Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | Coming - of - Age | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Burn The city looked like it had been devoured — chewed up by fire, time, and whatever came after — then spit back out in jagged pieces. Dead drones dangled from power lines like rusted ornaments. Neon signs flickered above fractured pavement, their broken scripts glitching into gibberish. Down the block, a half - melted smartcar burned slow, casting warped shadows across the skeletal remains of a coffee bar. Behind a crumpled tram car, someone crouched low, breath tight in her lungs. The shrieking hadn’t stopped. It came again — sharp, bone-deep, the kind of so