Ami Cry Novels & Stories

He dipped his hands in the pocket of both sides of his trouser. His eyes were demanding answers to his ridiculous questions. Caitlyn's shoulders dropped. For the second time since he arrived, she was disappointed. It was mixed with a wave of slight anger, now. She stared straight into his eyes. "No, I do not have a spare key. Yes, I cry over little things. You can as well call me a crybaby!" She held up the phone and key, "thank you for bringing them back. You can leave now. This crybaby is going to go in now."

Amy called cheerfully and it was obvious she was busy doing some mischievous things at the moment. Ava wiped the tears that was about to enter her mouth and hit her chest to calm herself down a little. " It's all over, Amy. I've got to face my biggest fear." She mumbled.

Terror grips my heart as an ice-cold chill settles in my core, and I cry out to her without thinking - “Arya, that’s not Alpha Kai!”

Even though he was happy and smiling, he looked like he was going to cry any second. "You are not going to cry, are you?" I asked and heard him laugh. "I don't know. I'm happy. Even if I cry they will be tears of joy." He stated. "And why would you cry? I won't let you cry. You are only allowed to smile." I replied and this time his eyes were really filled with tears. "Aaryan no," I stated. I don't know but it was so funny. It is an unpopular opinion but boys look much cute when the cry. I should have been consoling Aaryan but I felt like laughing. The man who shows him as a strong person was emotional now!

Liza says while laughing. They all looks back and sees Aaron doing some funny activities to make Amy laugh, as she was crying. "Liza shut up... she is crying and they are trying to console her and you're making their fun only... I think we should go and ask cutie... " Annie say's making Liza rolls her eye's.

I even try to respond but words just won’t come out. Deep down, I want to scream. Scream at him to leave me alone. Scream at my aunt and cousins to do something about it. Even Scream at my parents for leaving me here with no one. But I can’t. I just can’t. So I do the one thing I can do. I dig my nails into my knees and try to think of anything else but the massive amount of fear I’m feeling. Literally anything else. But nothing comes. “Ava, I said move forward. And look at me when I’m talking to you!” He snaps and I flinch.

Some moments belonged solely to two souls, and this was one of them. Aria cried until her breaths came in ragged gasps, until the violent sobs eased into trembling exhaustion. Only then did her voice return, muffled against Ryan’s chest. “I died.” Ryan froze, the words cutting deeper than he expected. She pulled back just enough to meet his eyes, her glowing gaze trembling with vulnerability. “I died, Ryan.” The statement was not dramatic or mythic. It was simple, raw, confused, and painfully human. “I felt it. I felt myself disappear.”

he added and Aria nodded a little. “I am not going to make you cry by saying sweet words, I know you are a crybaby,” Aiden said and Aria chuckled. “I’m sorry you are in this Aria. You can call me any day, anytime and I will always answer you. If you need me to come get you, I would without thinking twice. If you need my help and you can't talk, you can just cry on the phone and I will know you need me. I am with you every time.”

They were crying, hugging each other, and seemed very saddened by the bad news they had just gotten. Cailynn cried loudly, and her shoulders shook from the crying. Axel took a short breath and then returned Cailynn's hug with both hands. No, Axel didn't cry. He didn't cry when his daddy cried in his arms, and he didn't cry when he heard Cailynn cry. Of course, Axel didn't cry. He's 16 years old, and guys his age shouldn't cry even if they have to face something very sad. Well, there were no exceptions. In his dictionary, no grown man should cry. And, of course, Axel wouldn't cry...

We had already picked the name: Hope. She looked beautiful. Radiant. Happy. "Is everyone ready?" she asked, smoothing Emma’s hair. "I'm ready!" Emma shouted, jumping up and down. "Daddy's crying," Grace informed everyone loudly. "I am not crying," I lied, wiping my eye. "It's allergies." "We live in a penthouse with HEPA filters, Noah," Aria smiled, kissing my cheek. "It's okay to cry. She's growing up." "Too fast," I whispered.