Bowser Crying Novels & Stories

He immediately rushed near me and took it out, but nothing was wrong with it. “Is it burning?” he asked, looking at it. “Very little.” I replied and took it away. “Then why are crying?” he asked frowning. “Because I want to cry.” I replied and looked at him, frowning, but then remembered that my hand is burning a little, so I started crying again. “Jiya! Don’t cry like…” he stopped whatever he is saying when I threw a glare at him. “Come on Jiya Cry. Cry with all you have. Come on Jiya you can do it.” He said cheering for me.

This was only until she started hearing muffled cries from Bowman who was sitting across the small table. When she looked up, she could see him press his palms against his mouth. He did this so that he wouldn’t start wailing out of control. That imagery completely snapped Mpumi awake. She sat up and became uncomfortable. It was odd for her to see someone cry, it was especially odd seeing a big man such a Bowman cry. He was crying in her cheap motel, at that. “He bashed his own skull again the wall,” Bowman finally said. “What was he trying to do?”

She wiped at the tears that were now strolling down her face. Bully stared at her; his face crunched up in a frown again. He leaned closer and sat down. "Are you crying?" "I don't know, was I supposed to laugh?" she sobbed. "This is what Eros has been looking for; to see you like this, to see you cry, but you are proving so stubborn. Why don't you just break down like this in his presence? maybe he would set you free."

“I think I should take her to hospital. Maybe the doctor could tell that what happened to her?” “As for now, I can see a little bump on her head. Maybe that happened.”, Bruce said. “Stop worrying that much,” he added. Suddenly Lucas shifted in front of her. ‘What the hell? She will now cry more.’ But Caro immediately stopped crying and looked at the big grey wolf in front of her. She looked at it with Aww expression. She started bouncing in Joshua’s arm to touch Lucas’s wolf.

he cursed. The Old Man's corners of lips twitched, “I am not certain, Boss” Mario was infuriated, he stood on his feet and his palm landed on the Old Man's face. Smack! “Incompetent, go and capture that bastard!” he yelled, pointing his finger at the Old Man's face. “Yes, Boss Mario” the Old Man bowed and left. Boss Mario swept the bottles on the table, and they landed on the floor, shattering into different sizes shards.

His tone was of pure chock. "I am a werewolf's mate!" I whispered, feeling the pain crawling back inside me. He looked at me without a word. His eyes were piercing through mine. "Say something, please," I begged him after a couple of minutes of pure silence. "Did he try to force you? Is that why you were crying?" He stood up, eyes turning red with anger. A sudden fear for Rey took over. I didn't want him to face Boris' fury. "No, he didn't!!" I tried to stand up, and that was all it took for him to calm down. He pushed me back down, eying my wrapped-up limb.

Aren’t we one and the same? “I am sorry I could not protect you yet again, little bird.” Beowulf whispers down to Salara lovingly, pissing me off with how he strokes her face in a loving manner as he speaks. Surprise moves through me, keeping me locked into place when I feel tears flowing down my cheeks. I haven’t cried since I was a child, and feeling the wet tears falling from my eyes has me in shock. ‘Why are you acting like she is dying?’ I ask my overly dramatic wolf, not understanding why he would be so upset over me doing something that he has been wanting to do since the moment he spoke to me the night of the full moon.

Vdius's Pov I swear I was having a hard time while controlling my laughter after hearing their conversation. Of course, no matter how low their tones were but my Sharp ears were enough to listen to them. I was laughing in my mind with my Wolf when suddenly I noticed Aurora crying, and maybe it's for the first time I saw her crying because no matter how much I dominated her, she never shed tears, but now she was looking like a mess while talking to Kris, literally screaming.

How can he possibly allow me to be with someone else? "Well, take good care of her then." After that, he turned around and left. Only after seeing Dave leave did I dare to raise my head. Looking at his back, I couldn't help but tear up. Oogway didn't take his arm off instead, he gently patted me on the back, "I know you are in a bad mood and you want to cry but, you can't cry here. Otherwise, you won't look good." "I know." I buried my head deeply in Oogway's chest and nodded desperately.

~Jessica. "Please mum,stop doing this to yourself." The house reeked of beer and old sweat. I’d opened the windows hours ago, but it didn’t help. Bottles clinked as my mum staggered across the room, her hair a wild, greasy mess, the faded housecoat hanging off her shoulder. “Mum, please,” I begged tires out of crying , trying to take the half-empty bottle from her hand. “You’ve had enough. Just—stop, please?”