Yuri Web Novel Novels & Stories

Riko called out as she disappeared from view. “What pictures? You did some more drawings?” Elijah asked, picking up my laptop. “Well, I did do some more drawings. But I got a new email from Hibiki and Yūri about their story. They included a zip file of pictures.” I explained, starting to get dressed again. “Whoa… that’s Yūri?” Elijah blinked, turning the screen to me.

I said and then yawned. “Good night to you too, Your Grace.” Yuri said before turning off the lamp on my bedside table—- which is turned into a candle style one instead of the oil one— and she then headed to the door of my room before taking a bow and leaving. and for a moment there, maybe I was just sleepy and groggy, but I think I saw Yuri crack a small smile on her lips before closing the door. ‘Maybe I really am just tired to the point that I am imagining things.’ I thought to myself before shutting my eyes completely and letting myself be brought to dreamland.

Yorin was an ordinary person who was chosen to accompany Yondaime, and Yondaime was a human who was cursed by Yorin's father to be a vampire. Life is now in the hands of darkness, even though they are both different but they still love each other and complete the shortcomings of their lives. True love that will never be separated forever. The book opens beautifully, Book of death. The book of death that unites Yondaime and Yorin's love. The book was then written by the two of them continuing their life story. Everyone who witnessed the curse died one by one. The curse left the world in darkness and vampires. But because their queen was a human, then the vampires went away from the city into

" she said and typed on the chapter she was working on. She typed until she came to a stop and posted it in her website. Seeing what she had written, a smile was plastered on her lips. She killed her female lead. She was too perfect and there wasn't a perfect life. She closed her eyes and fell on her laptop. A bright light suddenly appeared around her, forming a thick mist. Her body glowed brightly until she was left of nothing. She disappeared.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic 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.

After getting back home, Ayame takes a quick shower and goes upstairs and locks herself in. Her room was messy and nothing like before. Books and clothes were scattered around the room. Without stepping on the dump, she takes a seat on her table and opens her new pc. “Now then… Waiting has got me nowhere. How about this group then.” She says as she types into the search box, ‘Yokai talk’ and opens a video in which 2 men appear who resembled Seirei and Yasuhiro.

Randy said. I snorted and reclined on the bed. "I don't know why my main readership is male, and they've requested me to write harem. But if one of the female leads were me, I'd report the male lead for bigamy!" Randy chuckled, "Skr, ruthless!" Having spent significant time with Randy, his delayed graduation had its merits. He stumbled upon my forgotten novels, and his favorite happened to be the one I wrote years ago. The sky, previously murky, suddenly turned pitch black as heavy clouds loomed. The shelter's lights had long ceased to function.

I smiled victoriously on coming up with a perfect excuse to escape. "oh okay." he seemed slightly unbothered. "What's her name anywa-" he dropped a speaker while talking to me. Great! Couldn't expect anything less from the 'God of destruction'. I hurried forward to help him. "Her name is Yuri" That's the best name you could come up with hikari, seriously, I thought to myself. Yuri means a ghost in Japanese, I face palmed myself in my head. "oh Yuri," he giggled a little "pretty name"

Her lashes flutter, innocently under me and I feel the powerful urge to bridge the gap between us, to press my lips against hers and taste the sweetness of her peach-colored lips. My lips hovers just above hers. We are staring at each other, my heart pounds in my chest and I clench my fist, trying not to break. What is it with me? I am Ozar, the harbinger, born of fire and shadow, my breath sears in lava and my claws are reapers of night. In forever, my heart has been forged in a furnace of wrath, showing no space for love or submission. However, in this moment…I cannot uphold defend myself from the grip of the mate bond. The hold Yeri has on me at this moment doesn’t care about my ancestry

Valerie stated as she handed her the freshly baked cookies she had made and smiled at her before sitting down on the couch. ‘Mrs. Nettle, I got some ice cream.' ‘Good evening, Mrs. Nettle, I also bought some egg tart.' ‘Mrs. Nettle, I ordered some pizza.' Mrs. Nettle giggles as she recalls how every time Valerie eats dinner with them, she always buys something as an exchange, which she thinks is kind of cute. Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun.'