Novel & Cerita Avatar Neytiri Crying

She came in front of me and closed her eyes, a determined look completely new to her. "Soon, this world will face a succession of disasters that will wreak havoc on all creations. I am not allowed to say anything, but I can assure you that what you and I can do is the closest thing to a possible solution. So, Avatar Anesidora, I, the player Midgard, wish to make a pact with you: Let's fuse our power to take revenge on this world and thus, create the purest version of the system, You want power and freedom, I want to see how far we can go, so become my avatar and let me be your player."

As her eyes scan the recipe, she grows more distressed until suddenly she bursts into tears. “No. This is awful,” she sobs against my chest. “My whole day is ruined. No. My whole life.” These are real waterworks, too, not a few drops but a whole gusher. I mop at her face, completely unmanned. “Sunshine, I’ll go. Just stop crying. We’ll figure something out. I’ll get liquid nitrogen. We’ll freeze it all up in a nano second. There’s some tech at a lab I bet. Nathan Brock works over at Cryogenics. He’ll know something.” I make a hundred dumb promises, but none of them work. Sunny’s completely distraught. In the end, I do the only thing I know how to do, and that is kiss her.

Ariana instantly withdrew her hand. "Now stop crying." Ariana nodded and wiped away her tears. "How are you feeling now?" When she wasn't crying anymore, Ryan asked. "I'm fine." She replied, tugging a hair strand behind her ear. "Good. "Now tell me how you got there." Ariana looked at him. "Tell me," Ryan said, his gaze fixed on her.Ariana gulped her saliva and looked down. She was in turmoil. She should either tell him about Kieth or not.

“First calm down then we can talk.” I walked her over to the swing chair. Looking around, Nathan already left. We sat down. Carolyne wiped away her tears. Her eyes are puffy from all the crying. “Hey, stop crying now, I’m alive, look I’m not dead.” She looked at me and started crying again. “I…I…I know, that’s w…why I’m crying.” “Aija Carolyne, come here.” Wrapping her into a hug.” When she calmed down, I slowly released her. Her expression turned from sad to angry.

,Mitali asked curiously. Niyati was trying her best to hide her tears from her. She didn't respond to her. Mitali then repeated her question and asked her to look into her eyes. As soon as Mitali saw her tear-soaked eyelids, she understood. "Niyati, why were you crying, what happened?", Mitali asked, looking at her with anxious eyes.

Author's pov : Avyana's face had no sign of happiness due to crying all night. Sniffing, she looked at the mirror and touched her face. Tears escaping from her eye, sliding down her cheeks. She was in pain. Even now, she couldn't believe what happened. Her eyes were puffy and her cheeks were red. Jayden the one whom she believed, tried to touch her. If there's one thing she realised was that he had bad intentions. He has a dark side, that he hides from everyone, the very dark side that she had seen last night.

He was sleeping. Tears drooled out from Naevia's eyes. She stretched her hand towards him, but he disappeared immediately. She feels sad and breaks down into tears. "Zane," She called out to him. Taking hold of his pillow and squeezing it in her arms. "I miss you. Please come back to me," She cried. Her heart heavy. "I'm sorry for everything. I never wanted this to happen. I didn't want my past harming our future. I'm sorry."

-Kynessie) (I know, but we still hate to see you cry.-Me) (We didn’t mean to make you cry, mate.-Caturix) (Caturix, I am fine. As I said, these are happy tears. Now stop acting like a baby.-Kynessie)

Valencia bemoaned, tears streaming past her eyes profusely. Aviva carefully patted Valencia’s back, her eyes pooling with tears. She blinked and sniffed. “Cry it out, okay? Here’s my shoulder and Aneira’s shoulder. If that’s not enough, we’ll get the whole family to place down their shoulders so you can cry it out. But for now, let’s get out of the bathroom first, hm?”

“Anyway… what’s your name, human?” “Keira,” I said quietly, brushing my thumb over its feathery ear. “What’s yours?” It cracked one eye open. “Hm. Good question. I’ve never needed a name before. But since you insist… call me Nylo.” “Nylo…” I repeated softly. “That’s… cute.” Its eyes snapped open, glaring at me. “I am not cute. I am ferocious and terrifying.” “Of course you are,” I giggled, hugging it closer.