Arthur Cries Novels & Stories

With the way his whole body was shaking, he was afraid to drop his mate and so he sat on the ground not caring that it was wet with water with her sitting on his lap. “My love,” he called, wanting her to answer. Her death was so sudden and unexpected that he didn’t have time to hug her and tell her how much he loved her and how much he was sorry for all the pain he had caused her. “My love, please come back to me,” Arthur said in a shaky voice. He placed his forehead on Amelia’s and for the first time in his life, tears dropped from his eyes. He had never cried in his life, not when he was in pain, not when he was sad, not even when his mother died.

Nicodemus halted in his tracks,turning to Arthur with that lowered countenance. "Katherine's..." Their eyes widened but Arthur's was different. He gasped with his jaw dropped and traces of tears on the outline of his eyes. His hands trembled with her heart in it. He could feel the pain shredding his heart into pieces at the death of his love. "Why?..." Arthur's voice Trailed off with tears already dropping freely. Nicodemus sighed. "Why?!!!!!" Arthur yelled furiously causing Vincent and Sabrina to startle. He dropped her heart to the wooden floor while he grabbed Nicodemus's sleeves!.

Pearl’s P.O.V. (Continued) I slowly released a shaky breath after closing the bathroom door behind me, leaning my back on the frame. I slowly slid to the floor and hugged my knees tightly. Tears flooded out of my eyes without warning. I pursed my lips tightly to muffle my cries. Arthur was outside and could hear my cries. I moved my gaze to the roof, resting the back of my head against the doorframe. “It’s not their fault that Evan’s condition suddenly worsened.”

"I failed. I failed my kids. I failed the moon goddess. Elsa what have I done to you to deserve this from you?!" "You mean you couldn't get the rest of the kids from Elsa?! And you all stood here and talked thrash?!" Arthur charged at one of them and slashed his neck causing blood to flow from every angle after he smacked four other werewolf soldiers down while others trembled. "Get my babies back, please." I held my chest tight and cried with Conor who was still crying and would not even stop. "Leave! Now!" Arthur shouted and the werewolf soldiers all ran faster.

Arthur couldn't hold in the tears anymore, so he cried like a little girl, until he fell asleep. The next morning when Arthur got up, he was feeling awful, and he still felt his eyelids were heavy because of the crying. He didn't feel like getting out of bed. The sound of the door opening brought Arthur out of his train of thoughts. Ms Dawn walked in, this time she was wearing a long dress that reached down to her knees. Maybe she didn't want Arthur stealing glances at her perfect thighs. "Can you knock next time?" Arthur asked, without looking at her.

My tears kept rushing down involuntarily, despite the sudden relief. "W-what happened, Ari? Why are you here? W-why are you crying?" he asked in a panic. He looked flustered, seeing my disheveled appearance, as he reluctantly tried to reach out to pull me, but he stopped midway with a petrified and confused look on his face, as if he was afraid of worsening my condition. "Can you stand?" he asked in a low voice, lightly biting his lips in frustration. I shook my head lightly while trying to calm myself down. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about the menacing voice that has a similar vibe to the God Sephtis.

That was the last straw that broke him down in tears. "Why? Rosanne, why does it have to be you? "Get up! Get up and fight me like you always do… Call my name one more time… I-I swear I won't get mad anymore… I never wanted you dead. "Why do you have to do this to me? You're all I have left, Rosie. "I'm so sorry. Just don't leave me alone. Please… just open your eyes." That version of Nathan, who used to love me so dearly, was finally back. I finally heard every word I'd longed to hear, but I could no longer answer.

I choked out, a massive sob tearing out of my chest as I rushed across the room and dropped to my knees right in front of him. "Arthur! You came!" he cried out, his voice breaking into a frantic, high-pitched scream as the tears started to spill over his bruised cheeks. He pulled against the plastic ties, his small wrists turning red as he tried to reach for me. "The men... the men with the tattoos said you weren't coming! They said they were going to throw me into the water!"

Gosh, I miss her so much, too. Though I can't move properly from her clinging clasp, I still presided over to caress her back to comfort her because she is literally crying. But how come I can't drop a single tear? If I were the old me, I would be a crying mess too. I don't know what happened. It's like my heart turned to stone, isn't it? I felt afraid for a second because of that. But she then lets go and faced me so I quickly changed my worried expression into bliss. "You're such a crybaby."

He whispered into my ears, “You're weak just like they say. You think anyone would want you, you wolf-less piece of shit?” I forced a wry smile and shoved his dirty hands off my face, screaming, “Get off me!” His hands raced through his hair as his eyes darted through the room, searching for a sweet lie to tell, but I wouldn't listen to it this time. “It's over. I'm done.” Arthur's face froze and I could see the despair in his eyes as they welled up with crocodile tears, a feeble attempt to mask his monstrosity. “Reina, I'm sorry.” Desperately, he went down on both knees begging and cuddling my legs as if his life depended on it.