Yuri Webnovel Novels & Stories

Jacques. Several Ultara students had been hospitalized within a single week; this had broken the school record. Is there really a psychic vampire in our school? Ever since Jacques set foot in the Ultara Academy, students started losing consciousness for no reason. Could she be the cause? But something came to disagree with my hypothesis. If Jacques was a vampire, then I could have recognized her, but she smelled and looked human like everyone else. How could she be some kind of devil spawn? Maybe jealousy had clouded my mind. Maybe I should rest with the belief that I was just insane.

Everyone has their own fucking agenda in this, everyone has something to lose. I sigh just as I see Nikolai as he enters a bar with his mate at his side. She’s smiling brightly as they walk in, but Nikolai is wearing a scowl. I’m wondering why, but it all gets answered when I see the woman in my brother’s line of sight. Fucking Vanya. His mate looks confused, but even more so when her Alpha whispers, “Nova, whatever you see, don’t react. Don’t scream.” Then her confusion turns to horror when Nikolai takes off and pins Vanya by her throat to the liquor wall behind the bar.

Am I hearing this right? “I’m their sick younger sister but they want to spend more time with other people.” Kyrara wasn’t looking at me. “Jayvee even resorts to crossdressing just to be able to be with you who became scared of boys.” I can’t believe it. There’s no way someone would do that just for… me. “Now Kyros’s obsessed with the same girl. They’ll keep on fighting like kids this way.” Kyrara said as if it were my fault. “I’m not saying this is your fault. My brothers are just stupid when it comes to girls— No, when it comes to a girl named Lili.” Even though I should be surprised about the fact that it was Kyril all this time, I couldn’t get my head off about what Kyrara said. She ment

Carmen hesitated, her gaze darting around the chamber. She had no idea where she was or how she had gotten there, but something about Nyx's presence made her stay. The woman had such a scary aura about her and even if she wanted to move, the power emanating from this lady kept her rooted to the spot. Slowly, she nodded. Nyx's smile widened, though it didn't reach her eyes. "You are no longer in your world, Carmen. When you died, the vortex you saw transported you here, to a realm beyond your comprehension. This is the world of your favorite manga."

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.

I settled with just sitting there and enjoying my time! Sitting under the cool shade of a big tree, I opened my e-reader and opened the previous chapter of the novel I was currently reading. The book was entitled Hybrid Zeus and His Mate and I loved it dearly. It was about this old sexy werewolf-vampire hybrid Alpha and his badass goddess Luna. It was really a lovely book and I loved how detailed it was. And the sex scenes, Gosh the dang scenes. They made me want to be there, to witness the sensation myself and that made me know that the author has done her job well.

And she can call herself the niece of Kenji Kirisawa, the legendary Black Dragon who was extremely famous in the underground society of Japan. “You talk too much.” Yuri hissed dangerously, tightening her grip on her gun. “You are no God. And I am not the ‘Child of God’.” She tightened her grip so much that her gun looked dangerously close to crushing in her hand. “I’m the child of a murderer!” Her voice echoed throughout the room. Yuri straightened her posture before fixing her gun onto ‘God’. “I swear…even if I have to die here… I’m going to finish what my mother and uncle have both started! I swear that I will kill you here!”

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.

Fury surged within me, my dragon yearning to free these hybrid humans who carried dragon blood. Yuri’s hand brushed against mine accidentally. Instantly, my dragon quieted down, the rage switch seemingly turned off. I pondered what had just transpired – how had Yuri managed to pacify my dragon so effortlessly? I pushed the thought aside as we reached the inn. “I'm going to meet Emily and Elena. I need to lift this curse,” Yuri said, displaying the vial of blood and hair she had obtained from Markus, who appeared to be her biological father. Mac looked puzzled, prompting Yuri to share her story with him while I slipped out of the room, my attention drawn to a sudden surge of aura in the pack.

"Yuri is being a shrew. I can eat all the fig jam I want... no wonder boys turn up their noses at her, hmph!" "You'll turn into Audhumla if you keep eating all the jam, fat as a mother auroch licking Ymir out of the ice of Ginnunagap" Yuri chastised, crossing her arms and looking at me imploringly. "Then you won't fit into your pretty pretty dresses, Rosy, and I'll have to sew you new ones. You'll come begging to me to let out the seams, and I'll refuse your silly stupid sob story, you little pig!" She pushed up Rosy's nose. "Oink! Oink! Oink!" "I'm not a little piggie!" Rosy bit Yuri's prodding finger, and Yuri yelped. "I'll show you an oink!"