Bowser Crying Novels & Stories

“Please... Hold on just for a while, my little king.” “It hurts, Mario...” I whispered, this time unable to hold back the pain from bleeding into my words as I saw his face and recognised him through the dark haze. He cried, silent tears trailed down his cheeks and I hated to see him crying. I lifted my hand even though it was a task to do so with the pain and wiped his tears. “Don’t cry, Mario.” I murmured.

Smoke rose high into the sky, and all kinds of cries and roars rang out. "Ha-ha-ha, this feeling is so wonderful." A mercenary as strong as a bear threw his head back and roared to the sky after chopping down several shop assistants who were running past him in a panic. "Mom..." A little girl about three to four years old cried sadly.

They had to be strong for his sake but little Mario was still only coming to terms with that. “What’s wrong, you’re not saying anything” Hayes was worried to why she suddenly stopped talking and she shook the uneasiness away, feigning a smile. “Oh um- It’s nothing. Mario’s being silly again” She had suddenly lost the joy in her voice and her optics were stinging badly. Before she knew it, she was crying with her chest on fire. “Bloom” Stefano was quick to go to her aid and held her as she sobbed into his chest. Bloom felt bad and Mario was worse.

said Bowen crying with a choked throat. “I miss you too, father! I love you, father. Thank you for forgiving my sins,” said Bowen sincerely. Bowen nodded while sobbing. Berk was crying. His eyes were wet with tears. "Father, may I say something more?" asked Berk. Sure. What is it, Son? " asked Berk, felt so touched. "You stink," said Berk, and he fell unconscious again. "SHUT UP!" shouted Bowen angrily. “Ahahahahahaha! I've told you!" said Astrid while laughing widely.

It was their life; they had their own way to live. "Boss!" He suddenly appeared before me, just a few inches away. "Did you cry?" My eyes widened when he leaned closer and wiped my face. I didn’t even notice that I was crying. But he touched my face. I lightly yanked his hand away and grabbed a tissue paper. "Humans cry. What’s the big deal with that?" I asked, sipping my smoothie. "We do. You saw my worst too. But yours hits differently," he said, his voice light. There was a smirk tucked into his lips.

Davis comes up beside us and reaches out to stroke my back. “It’s gonna be okay…” Davis reassures, his voice gentle. “No it isn’t,” I cry into Boyd’s chest. I’m so worked up that my whole body is trembling. I pull back, wriggling out of Boyd’s embrace. I look from Boyd to Davis, their eyes wide and filled with sympathy, and try to grasp at some semblance of composure. I wipe at my nose with a forearm- I’ve been crying so hard that it’s running- and brush the tears from my cheeks with my hands.

But for some reason… “That doesn’t sit well with me.” Jai said. Beto looked at him curiously while Kasuga popped his head up to look at him from the other side of the beast. “Whatever do you mean?” “I mean… It doesn’t hurt anyone.” Jai said. “But it hurts you! And me!” Kasuga moved from behind the beast and approached Jai and Beto. “That roar is ear deafening! If the fairies did not come to aid me, I don’t know if I’ll survive that boar that suddenly appeared!”

I leaned against the railing, allowing its calm presence to soothe the remnants of unease within me. A soft smile touched my lips as I gazed up at the celestial orb, finding solace in its serene glow. Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed in my mind. Zelda, my inner wolf, spoke up with her usual blend of curiosity and concern. “Suddenly feeling sad for your dad?” I shook my head slightly, though I knew she couldn’t see me. “No, not really. It’s just a hollow feeling.” “You haven’t even shed a single tear,” Zelda remarked, a note of bewilderment in her tone.

They turn back and look at me with a grin on their faces, “We certainly hope brother-in-law doesn’t find out.” We stop at a boulder where the crying comes from and we see a pup hugging his knees and crying into them. I crouch down and pull his hands away. He glances up at me and I notice it’s Marcel, the Head Warrior Scar, son. “Marcel sweetie, why are you out here crying? Don’t you know it’s dangerous to be alone in the woods?” He nods his head and wipes away his tears on his arm, “I’m sowi, I no do it gain.” He apologises and I nod. I pick Marcel up and put him on my side, “It’s fine sweetie, as long as you don’t do it again.”

Boshu was sobbing profusely as he saw Lin's motionless body. He held his hand and cried like someone who had lost everything. “ Forgive me! ” he could barely utter through his whimpers. “ Forgive me for not being able to be with you when you were suffering at the lands of your own people. Forgive me for being so engrossed in my own life that I… that I… ” he was almost on the verge of vomiting because he was crying and drooling so much.