Boruto Cries Novels & Stories

Kirito, about three years old, sat in his mother's arms while looking at the camera. "I would have believed it was Kiroto..." He had green eyes just like Mr and Mrs Hiomi. The bottom of the frame read "Hiomi family" "I didn't know your eye colors change when you grow up" Kurosava said with a wicked smile. He clenched the frame tightly "My stupid brother giving the entire enterprise to this brat... This brat who is not even his own blood!" He threw it aside and looked at his half baked reflection in the mirror.

Night Fury said to us. "No, wait! Night Fury! Don't go…!" I shouted. "…Just give up," Kuroyuki said to me. "P-P-Please be gentle……" I pleaded with Kuroyuki. Which, she tightens her grip. CRACK! "GAHHHHHHHHH!!?" …Adding up the previous two, I made the third scream for the day. Feeling satisfied with the punishment, Kuroyuki Shiroha threw me back to my bed like a piece of dirty rag.

"N-no, please don't apologize, it's n-not your fault." "Why are you guys talking while crying? Aren't y'all supposed just to cry only? You look like fools, no wonder you're Liam's friends." Jiroo said behind us and we all turned to him while wiping our tears and sobbing. He picks up the towel and grip both of the ends of it and rolled it up before flicking it on my exposed thigh. "Ouch fuck!" I hissed as I rubbed the spot where he hit me and he quickly threw the towel on my face before running away.

“But Sire! She almost killed him!" "If someone attacked me," I said, looking down at the thin Beta, "someone I had a long relationship with, I wouldn't just throw them into a dark hole because of that. There's always a reason. I still need to meet Jake and check if this attack is real or if he's just weak." Beside me Homer let out a calm breath. His shoulders dropped with relief. "Thank you Alpha King," Homer whispered, his eyes shining with tears. "Thank you so much."

"Then what should I do? Is he a fool? If he had a small thought about our match and our team, he wouldn't have done this. " "Hey..shh..stop. let me ask.", Preed said. Oak couldn't believe that Aroon was sitting and crying after all this. "Aru..tell us what's wrong? What's the problem? Why did you drink yesterday. We can solve it, don't cry.", Preed said patting on the other’s back "Hey guys.. what's wrong?, Kris rushed into the room with Atid behind him. "Why is Aru crying?" Atid immediately went and hugged Aroon.

All the fictional men were sick of me. Tear drops rolled out of my eyes. I couldn’t stop them. I was ready to roar-cry with the undeads. “W-W-Why are you crying?” Alphonse paled. “You shouldn’t be crying.” It made it worse. My tolerance was over. I cried. “No, shit.” He wiped the tears away from my cheeks. His fingers were warm, but his pupils were quivering uneasily. “You shouldn’t cry. I would be in trouble if --”

My voice echoes throughout the catacombs and after moments of silence, the sounds of fast footsteps came running towards me. " Thank god!! Cynthia!! You're okay!!" Bankotsu's vocies echoes back at me. " Big sis!!" Saren yelled out. Both of them jumped and hugged me, causing Towcs to jump onto my hat to avoid them. " *Laughs* Oh~ My little brothers! What joy it is to see you!!" I said happily as I hugged them. -----------------------------------------------------------------------

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.

★REBUILDING THE FATE★ Immediately Starr got transported, Lotus fell on the ground and broke into uncontrollable tears, letting it all out. "What are girls like me called?, B*tch right?, I'm a b*tch, look how he was crying, I broke him completely and I even broke myself more, I hate myself" Martin bent beside her and tried to wipe her tears but she shifted back. "I wanna cry as much as I want, he'll be unconscious right now so he won't feel the pains, let me cry" she replied and he withdrew his hand.

"It's worth it!" Kito Yun was holding his stomach in pain, the young master's blows were never gentle even when he received them, he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. I'm lucky that my stomach dropped a little more and I'm dead, I don't know if the bad boy at school is okay, the owl that day was also very painful. You even thought that the mimosa could not sing anymore, the young master is so evil.