Yuri Recommendations Novels & Stories

"Yuri, I know I'm a bit flirty. But I won't stoop that level. Be a showgirl at a stag party? No way!" I rolled my eyes and entered the walk in closet. I sat on the ottoman in front of the vanity table. "It's not prostitutes who will be brought there. Rey won't allow that. Just for fun," Yuri continued. "Right. Rey won't take it seriously because he's loyal to his bride. But how about his friends?" Yuri rolled her eyes. "As if you have no choice but to agree in case anyone wants to take you there. Besides, I'm sure we know a lot of people in the audience. And you know, that's where you can find a replacement for Vaughn!"

She tangles her fingers in Akari's hair, guiding her closer. Akari grinned wolfishly up at her before diving in, licking a slow stripe up Yuri's slit. "Delicious," she groaned. "Even better than I imagined." Yuri keened, head thumping back against the rim of the tub as Akari worked her over with lips and tongue. She lapped and suckled at Yuri's swollen clit, driving her higher and higher. "A-Akari! Oh god, right there... don't stop!" Akari redoubled her efforts, two fingers plunging into Yuri's tight heat. She pumped them in and out, curling to stroke that magic spot inside her. Yuri bucked against her mouth, fingers twisting almost painfully in Akari's hair.

“She is my woman. She belongs to me.” Sergi’s lips tightened. “She is my granddaughter. You will respect her position.” Misha stood up as well. But before he could say anything, Raven stepped back and went to stand by Yuri. “I am his woman,” she told both Sergi and Misha. “I desire the chance to know both of you but please don’t make me choose between you and Yuri.” “Yuri is Bratva. He will do as he is told,” Sergi warned her.

Hitomi Kirisawa had always been a fan of classical music, though her favourites were actually the piano pieces composed by the South Korean piano music composer, Yiruma. Yuri clenched her hands into fists by her sides, not showing any emotions outwardly. “How many people have you threatened or killed in order to attain that piece of information?” Yuri spoke blandly, betraying nothing in her voice at all. Kami ignored that snipe at him, and smiled a small and grim smile at Yuri. “It’s been a long time, Yuri-chan,” he said. “You’ve grown up.” Yuri’s right eye twitched visibly before she glared at Kami, her hands still clenched into fists by her sides. She gritted her teeth together with slight

"I want to hug you. Don't you like me hugging you?" 00Shen Jianchuan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "I like it, but you are still young..." 00"I'm not young. I'm an adult now." Yuri put her lips on his neck. She found that she really liked him. He was not honest on the surface, but he was also a gentleman in his bones. If he had been with another man, he would have been unable to control himself. 00She was not confident in her charm. Instead, she was sending herself to someone's door. How many men could resist her?

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.

‘Yuri, you f*cking idiot! Yuri hurried forward after silently cursing at himself, not daring to utter another word. If Javier still had no other instructions for him after he entered his room, Yuri was going to leave him alone. After all, it would be better for him to be nearby if Javier had any instructions for him, rather than to be missing when there was something. Yuri had thought about these factors in detail. In fact, Javier could indeed make use of Yuri’s meticulousness. He took a look at Herschel, who was looking at Yuzuia’s women. “Do you want to relax?”

Despite her warrior status, Yuri’s appearance was unexpectedly casual. She wore an oversized shirt paired with baggy trousers that resembled a skirt at first glance. She had clear skin, and her bright smile made it impossible to tell that she was a warrior. Her overall demeanor was positive, so Rey was initially taken aback once the introduction was made. "Hello, um… I mean, greetings, Sir! I’m Yuri, as you already know. I assure you, I’m quite capable, so feel free to rely on me whenever you need!" Yuri greeted enthusiastically.

“Enough.” But Devin kept his eyes on Koji. “She’s not a weapon. She’s a person.” Koji said quietly, “She’s both.” Yuri looked down at the key. Then at all of them. “I’m going to Room Zero,” she said. “Alone.” Sang-woo shook his head. “No way—” Devin stepped forward. “Yuri—” She raised her hand. “No. This is my past. My blood. If she’s alive, I’m not letting anyone else decide who she becomes.”