Bible Weeping And Gnashing Of Teeth Novels & Stories

System paused and sniff then continued on, saying in a nasal voice because of crying hard, “Aren’t you afraid that you be separated from me, and you will be assigned to that substitute system with no experience at all?! as Gabriel system said this, system 'Eye' crying become more intense. Gabriele thin purse lips twitches at the itchiness he was feeling in his palm, the palm that in which was completely dry and smooth so clean, visibly sweat because of the tears that fall down from system 'Eye' big eyes. Gabriele lowered his eyes, he opened his palm slightly, lifting it up a little bit so his gaze could look at that tears.

I lower my gaze, nibbling on my lips as I twiddle my fingers. “Please say something…anything. Please, you have to believe me.” Hot tears trickle down my cheek to my neck. I wipe them angrily, but they just return in full force. “Explain. Now!” he growls, loud, primal and rageful, the sound bouncing off the walls; it crashes on me like a tide, causing me to flinch.

My teeth slam together. The river flashes through the trees—black, swollen, angry. “No,” I whisper. “No, no—”

Waiting. And in the center of the chamber, slumped against the stone floor, was Ezekiel. He sat with his knees drawn up, head clutched in both hands, fingers buried in his hair. His shoulders shook—not with sobs, but with something else. Tremors. The kind that came from inside. "That's tragic," he whispered. "That's tragic. That's tragic." The same words, over and over. A litany. A wound. Nathan raised a hand, signaling the guards to hold. They spread out behind him, lanterns raised, hands on weapons—but there was nothing to fight. Nothing to see. Just a broken prophet murmuring to the empty air.

Addi's eyes rolled in their sockets, a foam-like spittle seeping from the corner of his mouth. And I was on my knees, sobbing. Blake crouched by my side, a strangely sad look in his eyes as he studied me. I glared at him through my tears. In one of his hands, he grasped the Gospel and he touched his fingertips to the cover, holding it out to me.

Stripped it away as if it had been doused in acid. 'We play the pipe, and the mortals dance...even God despairs.' "Be silent," Nathaniel hissed through gritted teeth, two of his nails snapping as they unconsciously clawed the wood. A splinter pierced his fingers, and crimson blood bubbled to the surface. When it fell, the mist swirled, clamouring for the bitter taste. "A heart once made of pure stone, now sees that life is Hell alone...but still the eyes refuse to see, the pain and woe coming to thee...'

“My dad, he can . . . oh Jesus.” Dipshit, despicable thing. Teeth took another step closer. “No! Stop!” His legs shaking, he considered falling to the ground. Just kneeling. Giving up. “Please stop.” The words fought their way through a chorus of sobs and hiccups and more tears. “Just stop it. Please.” There’s a cloud hanging over you. Teeth paused, her eyes, like Unnecessary’s, not on him, but to the wall, the ceiling, out the window. On something not him.

Agony tore through me like a blade, each word a searing wound that cut into my heart. "He's hurt!" The words echoed like a scream inside my skull, a relentless reminder of the pain that was unfolding before me. "B—Bonbon!" My cry was a raw, guttural sound, ripped from the depths of my soul as I witnessed my small friend's suffering. "Id—Idrish strong. Id—Idrish f—f—fight!" A single tear welled up in Bonbon's eye, a shimmering testament to his anguish. Pranaiahn tears were a rarity, carrying the weight of profound longing and sorrow. Their single eyes rarely shed tears, but when they did, those tears held emotions that were both beautiful and devastating.

I groaned out when the minty flavor coated my teeth and tongue , it felt good to have some thing clean in my mouth after all those days. Never thought that a menial thing as brushing my teeth would hit me hard with such relief. Never would have thought of myself sold to werewolves too. It all happened mysteriously just like l lost my baby. After some time, l stood under the shower ,the water was warm but l groaned when it hit my sore muscles. Every part of my body was aching me. ****

“What’s wrong? What's happening?!” I groaned and threw my gaze to his face as tears squeezed out of my eyes. My claws came flying out and digging into the ground and then I gnashed my teeth. “I’m not fine!” “The Cub is coming!”