Anthony Black Crying Novels & Stories

He'd only said those things to placate Winona. But for Simone to hear them… how heartbroken would she have been? Anthony wanted to reach into the screen to wipe away the tears on her face and the blood on her legs, but all he could do was let his hand fall uselessly. "I'm sorry, Simone. I'm so sorry…" He repented over and over again, collapsing over the desk as he sobbed. When he finally managed to compose himself somewhat, he continued watching the footage. What he saw made him clench his fists tightly.

Fresh tears stung my eyes, and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep them from falling. Then something happened. Something I never anticipated. Antonio crouched with his face in his palms and screamed. He screamed at the top of his lungs, like a howling wolf crying out in pain. That sound tore right through my chest, and I was no longer able to hold back the tears. I started crying uncontrollably as I joined him on the floor. Antonio wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer. "Let me make it right for you, Vanessa." "Antonio…"

Anthony covered his mouth with one hand and coughed, crimson blood oozing from between his fingers. He looked at Blair and laughed instead. “Do you think I’m scared? “Blair, if you make me wish I were dead, then I won’t tell you the antidote. I’m sure Mable also wishes she were dead when the poison acts up! Hahahaha...” Solomon fiercely punched Anthony’s face. “You lunatic!” Anthony fell to the ground. The wound on his chest split open, and bright red blood quickly stained his front. Blair took out his phone, tapped on it, and showed the screen to Anthony. “Do you also not care if she dies?”

Black cried out. Tears rolled down Angelina's eyes seeing the big wolf in front of her. Black cried out seeing fear and tears in their mate's eyes. Black put his head on Angelina's neck while his tears fell on her neck. Angelina got frozen on her spot. Her heart started beating faster. She wanted to scream in fear but she wasn't able to. "He is going to kill me" Angelina thought and started sobbing. Black removed his head from her neck and looked at his mate.

Tears streamed heavily down his face as he stammered, “Daddy, please…. forgive mommy.” Anthony turned towards the stairs instead, but then, his gaze fell upon Amanda, who was on her two knees, her tears falling like rain and her eyes pleaded for her mother. His chest heaved with emotions, and he reluctantly strode back into the sitting room, collapsing into the empty chair, his gaze avoiding everyone. “Thank you, Anthony,” Grace whispered, her lips trembling. She signalled to Victor and Victoria, they nodded in understanding and walked slowly to Anthony. “You have every right to be more angry than this,” Victor began, struggling to calm his racing pulse.

So she rang the only person she knew who might help her, ‘Trina? I wasn’t expecting to hear from you again’ Anthony’s voice was so happy and cheerful she had to fight not to cry, ‘Hi Anthony’ Her voice was small and full of tears, ‘It’s good to hear your voice’ He knew as soon as he had realised it was her that something was wrong, ‘Okay, beautiful this is not a random call is it?’ A soft sob escaped her lips, ‘No, I’m so sorry Anthony but there is no one else’

"He's gonna make us go back with him" I say beginning to cry, but Blake holds me tightly. "He's never getting anywhere near you ever again" he whispers looking over at Anthony, I finally turn seeing a really injured Anthony stood there "you need to leave, you aren't getting anywhere near any of the girls again" Blake shouts, causing Anthony to look directly at us, I bury my face into Blake's arm as soon as he does. "And who the fuck are you?" Anthony asks, I could tell by his voice he was getting angry and that's where trouble starts.

Michaels Pov I turned to see Anthony with most serious look I had seen on him so far "Or you pretend to be our mate, Elena Wolfe," Anthony’s cold, taunting voice cut through the air. I observed the visible fear coursing through Elena, her face was drained in shock and eyes were filled with fear. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she clung to herself, seeking solace in her own embrace. It was sad to see but I knew the drama was just unfolding and I was in the front row to watch and had a opportunity to participate at anytime.

His eyes were focused on my neck, his mouth drooling like he had seen something delicious. “Sister Emily…” Momo’s cries resonated in my ears. I tried to tilt my head in search of him, but Anderson had pinned my neck to the ground, leaving me in despair. Boom! I could barely see the dark clouds above me, the wails and cries around me fading as blood became insufficient to keep me awake. “Sister Emily…” Tears dripped onto my face, keeping me awake for a little bit. Momo’s image came into play, tears rolling down his eyes.

They had been waiting for him to awake when a nurse come to examine him only for her to declare to their utter disbelief that she was sorry they had lost their loved one. Her eyes misted over and she felt a tear slide down her. Then another followed from the other eye and another and another. They were tears of wrenching agony. A sob escaped from her throat, drawing her mother’s attention. The mother had seen the wounded look on Becky’s face and had tried without much success to console her. “Stop crying,” she had said. “I know how this is hurting but you can’t keep crying like this.”