Crying Angels Novels & Stories

Those lonely eyes of him, now she remembers. "But why would you leave me in the lost boy's care? Why show up now?" Why now when she had grown closer to the Lost boy? Why now when she wants to go home and grow up? Why now when there are some people like her who wants to go home too? "Why now?!" She cries, darting her eyes full of tears at him. When she thought The Angel would sympathize with her, only the cruel laughter she heard. The Angel's eyes were not seen no more, only his evil smirk for he covered it with his hood again.

“Jace!” Angela cried out loudly. The twins, hearing her crying voice, screamed at the top of their voices. The men yanked open the doors, pulling them out of the cab. Angela's nieces screamed as they were dragged away, their tiny hands torn from Angela's grasp. “No…no…please!” Angela cried trying her best to take back her nieces, but her strength is nothing compared to the powerful grip pulling them away. “Angela!” “Angela!” The twins chorused in fear kicking and struggling to be free, but their little hands and legs did zero damage to their enemies.

Angela's eyes snapped open at a point, and she burst into a loud cry mixed with uncontrollable coughing. Antonio cursed loudly for her to hear. “You wanted to be Diana so much, but you can't even be half of what she is”. Angela's eyes were soaked with tears, she coughed and brushed the tears off her face. Her chest is heavy with fear and pain. Her red eyes were soaked and wide. What is she crying for? She signed up for this. She wanted him to treat her like Diana, and now she wants to be pitied? Suddenly, she felt his fingers dig into her scalp and grabbed a handful of hair.

Salvation near if only they would see her. Her crawling, desperate to see their faces, only to be met with the impossible sight of their wings folding in to cover their backs. The upturned underside of heels and toes as they kneeled. Crawling again. The angels turning again. Their mumbled prayers missing her ears. Their abandonment of her unmistakable and harrowing. And Harrow.

he cried. I froze and stared at his tear-stained eyes. No, no, no! This couldn't be happening. My Angelina couldn't leave me. She couldn't go, leaving me all alone. I collapsed to the ground and gripped my hair in sheer misery. My body shook as tears fell from my eyes for the first time. "No!" I cried out loudly at the burning house. Angelina is gone... My Angelina is gone... My love is dead...

“Why are you crying? Why? I didn’t even win, so shouldn’t I be the one who’s crying right now? I’m not crying, so why are you crying?!” Dawn was panting with rage. “Why are you insisting on another round?” Angel retorted, “There’s no outcome yet, so I can’t let you go.” “But you’ve lost,” Dawn scoffed. “I didn’t lose!” Angel’s hands were still on her hips. Her hair was as messy as a chicken’s coop, and there were nail scratches all over her arms and face. The injuries were not at all considered light, but she still looked as proud as a peacock.

my gaze lifted to a nearby rooftop standing there looking down on the scene was the beautiful white-haired silver-eyed boy, his face was marred with pain and grief wearing just a pair of denim jeans stretching from his back was pair of beautiful white wings, he was an angel grieving for the loss of the one he loved an angel had cried for me when I died sometime long ago, Kyra woke up gasping and shaking, wrapping her arms around her body as she shivered It was the same dream again, the one she'd had repeatedly for years she hadn't had a dream in months something was coming she could sense it, something bad She felt like a dark cloud of dread hung over her head Shaking off the gloom, She clim

My mom had left me in this dark world, which I was still in denial about, but God brought me this angel. Ace took the paper, wrote something, and gave it back to me, “You should cry, don't hold back, pour your heart out, don't be strong, just cry.”

“Don't cry“ Klein pleads, weakly. “Don't cry, Mom“ “I'm sorry“ I apologized, dabbing my tears. “I won't cry again“ “Have you heard of angels, Alvara?“ “Angels?“ “The sister back at the home always read them to us. I thought angels only exists in books but not anymore“ A slow smile spreads across his face. “Because you're my angel. Thank you for taking me in“ I blinked back my tears, “Thank you for coming into my life, Klein“ “After I'm gone, don't cry. Please“ His voice choked up. “I'll be watching you. This time, I'll be your angel so you have to promise me not to cry anymore“

I asked gently. He went quiet. Instant regret washed over me. “I’m sorry,” I said hurriedly. “You don’t have to answer that. I shouldn’t have asked.” He sighed. “It’s all right,” he said finally. “Perhaps you deserve to know.” He leaned back slightly. “She’s been that way since birth,” he said. “She hasn’t spoken a word since the day I met her.” Pain threaded through his voice, deep and raw. I swallowed hard. And in that moment, I understood something clearly, Angel wasn’t just a responsibility to him. She was his greatest wound.