Batman Cry Novels & Stories

And when he finally spoke up, his voice was just as quiet, ‘That… would have been the right thing to do,’ This time, it was her turn to scoff–though for some reason, it sounded more like a helpless sob, “But you know I can’t have that because it doesn’t work that way!” To her annoyance, her eyes blurred with a sudden onslaught of tears that gathered in the corner of her eyes. It stung, it hurt but she didn’t bother to wipe them away. It’s fine. It’s fine… she deserved the hurt. And at least, they didn’t fall. More so, when Thanatos did not pointed it out. Seriously, why is she crying? What the hell is she crying for?!

I ran to a lone road where I didn't see anyone trailing around and bursted into tears. It was the first time I felt totally scared and broken and vulnerable. I had totally messed it up. The next step I needed to take in order to be a trainer. I sobbed on the rock on the ground and laid on it, letting my tears flow on it endlessly untill I was tired of crying. Alexa's POV I was walking along some rocky paths on the road when I met Jade just resting on a rock in the open and her eyes were puffy, she looked miserable.

"Why... why did he cry?" "I don’t know," Ted shrugged, his hands open in helplessness, though his voice carried a deep compassion. "He was all alone in that basement room, holding your photo, crying like he couldn’t stop. I saw him the day before yesterday, crying the whole day. Yesterday, he wore sunglasses so I wouldn’t see how swollen his eyes were, but I still heard him. You know, hearing that... even I, as his subordinate, couldn’t help but feel heartbroken."

Susan screeched anxiously, fear reflected on her face. She never thought that Damian was such a good fighter. At this point, Baxter was her only hope left! However, Baxter suddenly released his bat, and it fell to the ground with a thud. Then, he raised his arms in the air and shrugged at Damian, saying, "You're really good at this, man. I admit it. I surrender! And I'm not going to get involved in this anymore!" Then, Baxter hollered at the rest of his men on the ground. "You useless pieces of shit! What are you all waiting for? Let's go!"

"WE ARE GETTING CLOSER TO EACH OTHER— ANOTHER STEP CLOSER AND I WILL SAVE YOU FROM YOUR SILENT CRY. HIDE YOUR EYES FROM THEE, FOR HE SHALL MISLEAD YOU!" {AMETHYST'S SILENT CRY!} A looming figure of a hideously yet beautiful creature jumped out of the window with its burning purple eyes staring piercingly at a suddenly shuddering being— whose figure was covered by a black coat.

And that was the lowest of all blows, the one that made my chest crack open completely, the one that stole whatever breath I had left. Then he walked out, slamming the door shut behind him. I just stood there, staring at the door and I felt the tears start to form, hot and unwelcome, blurring my vision, but I reached up and wiped them from my eyes angrily before they could fall. I would not cry. Not over this. Not today. I looked back at the tablet still in my hands. “PRINCESS AMBER MOON SPOTTED HALF-NAKED AT EXCLUSIVE SUPERNATURAL CLUB”

Anderson threw down the bat and collapsed on the floor, the tears he had been holding back finally dropping in an uninterrupted force. He buried his face into his palms and cried out his heart, caring less about how loud his voice was. ...

I started peeling off my clothes as soon as I entered my house, and by the time I reached my bathroom, I was already naked. I soaked myself in the bathtub, allowing my tears to mix with the water, washing me clean. I really don't know why I'm crying. Because Lucas might actually be a bigger villain? Because I'll miss him? Because of the fight? I don't know... Everything was just so overwhelming.

If the kid wasn't truly heartbroken, why would he file a report against his own mother? "I…" Alessia was speechless, then came up with another twisted excuse to defend herself. "This jinx loves money more than anything. Did you promise to pay him to come here and frame me? Or is he using his youth and strength to try to get into your bed?" The CEO sighed, at a loss for words. Alessia had completely lost her mind. How did she even come up with such ridiculous accusations? The CEO helped me up. When she saw the drainage bag strapped to my leg, she promised to help me.

A low cry erupted from my lungs. The ringing of my phone vibrated from somewhere close by, and I looked up, seeing the reflection of its bright screen on the nightstand beside the bed. Bettany's name lit up the screen. I pushed myself to the edge of the bed, making the nightgown shift higher this time, riding farther up my thigh. My eyes widened, and my legs went numb. A tattoo I had never seen before sat boldly on my left thigh, written like a claim: Xavier's Little Cub.