Blaque When The Last Teardrop Falls Novels & Stories

I looked down, and through the haze of my tears, I saw the dark, blooming stain on my light-colored pants, rushing down accompanied by a numbness and unendurable amount of pain. No. Not like this. Not Carmine. "Please…" I whispered, my voice failing, my strength leaking out of me like the blood staining the floor. "Help me..." They didn't help. They watched with indifference as my eyes rolled back. The last thing I heard was the sound of a camera shutter, the evidence of my crumble being sent to the person who ordered this monstrosity. The darkness drifted over me like the smoke from the building, cold and suffocating.

Behind me, through the glass, I could hear the sound of everything falling apart. I turned my music up. Some gifts, you just have to return. THE END

He was down there, in the dark, breathing in the toxic air of a subterranean grave, risking everything to break the chains of an empire. A single, hot tear escaped Rebecca’s closed eyes, tracing a slow path down her pale cheek before freezing in the biting mountain air against the backdrop of the dark, polished stone. It was followed by another, and then another—silent, glittering drops of pure devotion, anxiety, and unshakeable faith that fell softly into the shadows. She did not sob, she did not wail; she simply stood as a solitary monument of sovereign love, her silent tears bringing the long, tense chapter to an absolute, breathless close as the highlands waited for the first strike of t

“Like you were some secret agent and couldn’t contact me. That someday you’d show up in a black SUV and explain it all.” Meekey smiled faintly, tears in her eyes now. “That would’ve made a better story.” “You don’t get to be in my life,” Natalie said after a moment. “Not like before. I don’t trust you.” “I don’t blame you.” “But…” Natalie hesitated, jaw clenched. “Maybe I don’t hate you anymore.” That was it. That one sentence cracked something open in Meekey:s chest. “I’ll take that,” Meekey whispered.

Pillows. Everything I'd left behind, getting yeeted like trash. A whole vibe: 'Thanks for playing, don't come back.' Then came the grand finale—our wedding photo. There I was, standing all stiff next to Calvin, smiling like I didn't know better. That girl? Total stranger now. The frame hit the ground and shattered—glass everywhere. I took a breath, stepped right over the mess, and kept walking. Last night's rain had passed. So had mine. ***

“What’s going on? Weren’t they in emergency surgery? Why is everyone just standing here?” “Clara, Martin doesn’t believe me. He thinks I’m faking my injuries.” Tricia leaped into Clara’s arms like she’d found salvation, tears streaming down her face. Clara’s eyes flashed. She stepped between Tricia and Martin and snapped, “Martin! Don’t make a scene. Tricia is pregnant. Why would she fake it? As the man running Black Gold State, don’t you have any judgment left?” Normally, Martin might have backed down when Clara pushed like that. This time, though, he stayed cold and calm, staring at them.

Lucian’s face paled a crack in his armor. A secret bleeding through his silence. “Elara,” Lucian whispered, reaching for her, “don’t believe him. Please.” But Damien’s final words landed like a knife: “He killed someone for you.” Her world tilted. Lucian stepped toward her Pain in his eyes. Desperation in his voice. “Elara…” She stepped back. Damien’s laugh echoed through the alley. Lucian watched her with something breaking behind his gaze. The first fracture in the fragile bond they had built.

Tears brim his eyes and the last question comes out in a shaky breath. My tears stream down my face for the millionth time today. The round diamond sparkles spectacularly like the stars in the night sky. It's absolutely stunning. All the pain and suffering have led us to this moment. This moment in time where we can finally accept that nothing will stand in our way and nothing will ever tear us apart. We are it for each other forever. "Yes," I whisper. The End

I nervously grabbed my phone and tried to unlock it as Ryker neared me but I realized that it was dead. Fuck no! This was a really bad time for my phone to die. Ryker finally reached me and stood in front of me, I ignored him and bobbed my head to an imaginary song playing in my head. "Hey, Grumps." I heard him say. Goosebumps rose on my skin. "You're toxic I'm slipping under, with the taste of a poison paradise, I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic." I sang Toxic by Britney Spears.

Sasha went on her knees in front of my car, just like how she did years ago. I was terrified of running over her and immediately hit the brakes. Andy was engrossed in his game console, and the abrupt braking caused him to bump his forehead, leaving it red. I hurriedly pulled him over. "I'm sorry! Let me blow the pain away for you." Sasha was bawling on the ground in front of my car. "I'm begging you not to destroy my family, Ms. Cooper. I've already lost a child. I don't want to lose Miles too!"