Yuri's 소설 & 이야기

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

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.

“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.”

“It’s barely been five days.” Confusion crashed over me and I stared at the way her manicured fingers curled possessively around his forearm, at the casual intimacy of her posture and my mouth opened, closed, opened again. “Kael, who is she?” I pressed, voice thinner than I intended. Before he could answer, she turned her head toward me, lips curving into a slow, knowing smile. “Well, I’m Yuri,” she drawled. “Kael’s concubine.”

It's like our souls are connected and will never separate. "Hayat." Eren buries his head in my neck, giving himself to the feeling as he keeps thrusting deeper. I feel a strange knot forming in my stomach, making me gnashes my teeth. "Damn." He groans throatily and sucks on my sensitive neck, making me scream his name repeatedly. Increasing his pace, he raises back to look at my face, his red with rapture and his eyes dark with arousal.

' "Ah..." Finally, Albert was the first to react. He looked dubiously at Yuri. "Honorable Goddess of Light, you must be joking. You killed Crescent Moon Principality Army's commander-in-chief, Eric, with just a single strike, and many people saw it. Who else can be so powerful?" Yuri's lovely face was solemn. "I'm not the Goddess of Light! My real name is Yuri, and my cultivation strength is completely different from the saint energy. Therefore, it may seem a little weird to all of you."

He deeply sighed. Yuria has two personalities.

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.

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"