Avatar Neytiri Crying Novels & Stories

Only her high heels and heavy unsteady breathing are heard in her surrounding until she spoke. "That family is wicked. They killed my father. They deserve this," she whispered again and again to herself. "No, Niki, you've done no wrong. Xander doesn't deserve to be happy even once in forever. He should experience hell in this world." She kept on assuaging herself but the guilt still boosts inside that she didn't notice she is crying. "This is just the start." She wiped her tears and stood up straight like the Niki that people know. I won't waver, ever! 🔸🔸🔸

As much as I did not want to feel this, I just really can't help it. "Taliyah," she said in her small voice. I smiled, sniffing as I caressed her hair. "Hi, Taliyah. I am Nieva. How old are you?" I asked longingly. She showed me her four fingers. I smiled widely. I nodded. "You are a very pretty girl," I whispered. She smiled sweetly. "Thank you..." She knitted her brows suddenly. "Why are you crying? Are you hurt?" she asked in a worried tone.

Aeron’s POV Naeris’s tears undid me. I had seen her angry, seen her stubborn, seen her stand tall in front of people who wanted her to shrink. But this shattering was new. Her hands clutched the blanket like it was the only thing keeping her from breaking apart entirely, and the sobs wracked through her chest before she could stop them. Her tears weren’t delicate. They were raw. Ugly. The kind that carved lines down her face and made her breaths hitch sharp enough to hurt.

Vaerith “Ha… ha… ha…” I watched her drag in those shaky breaths. She was still way too weak to push herself up on her own. Every tear that slipped free rolled down her cheeks like tiny crystals. I hadn’t realized I could get this angry until I saw her crying. She clearly didn’t want to talk about whatever nightmare she’d just lived through. What the hell had she been hallucinating? “I-I’m fine, Alpha Vaerith,” she managed, pulling herself back together bit by bit. It was like she was rebooting into the real world after being stuck somewhere between nightmare and reality. I knew that feeling too well.

Lycon was about to refuse again when Nyran's eyes turned watery. "If you refuse... I'll cry." She looked completely serious. Lycon immediately gave in. "Fine. I'm only going because you asked me to." "Thank you." Nyran smiled gratefully. "You know I hate seeing you cry." Lycon gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. Before... A scene like this would have shattered my heart. I would have hidden somewhere and cried until my eyes swelled. But now... All I felt was disgust. "They never miss an opportunity to show off their love," Xevira sneered.

Can’t‍ stop crying. “She looks like‌ Ay​an‍a,” David obs‌erves. “Aro‍u‌nd the e‌yes.” ‍He’s righ​t. Kiya h‌as​ Ayan​a’s eyes. The same shape, the‍ same dep⁠th. “A​ll our girls have th‍o​se​ eyes,” Amon says. “Must be a Nakitende tryai​t from S⁠arah‍’s side.”

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."

I want to ask them a few questions. Ariana races back in and climbs in my lap hiding her face in my neck, holding tight to me. The guys look at me with questions on their faces and I just shake my head. Then I feel them little warm drops on my neck. My angel is crying and I don't know why! I hold her to me rubbing small circles on her skin, under her shirt. Whatever she was doing, has devastated her..and I can't fix it until she feels better and can tell me. I would slay the world to stop even one of her tears but right now, all I can do is wait for her.

Her pale, withered lips quivered, her teeth chattering from an unusual fever. “My dear, don’t cry.” The old woman held her hands, bestowing a gentle squeeze. “It's okay, you're okay.” “I don't know why these things keep happening to me.” Elira shook her head and shut her eyes, letting the silver tears flow freely. “I’m so tired. I hate myself, I hate whatever is inside of me.” Nireya shed a quiet tear as Elira cried. “Don’t say that.” She smoothed the young woman’s head full of brown curly hair, wiping Elira’s cheeks with her wrinkly, old hands. “Was it another trance?” She asked.

VR literally begged but Niyati was firm in her thinking. Niyati answered rudely," She isn't." Saying that Niyati started leaving the place. Neela screamed opening his arms to go to VR's embrace but with time she was going far away from him. He raised his hands to bid her goodbye. " Always stay happy, pumpkin," VR whispered crying.