Crying Hearts Novels & Stories

My heart bled with her, a shared pain that was as deep as it was profound. Gently, I reached out, cupping her face in my hands. My fingers moved tenderly, trying to wipe away her tears, but they simply made way for new ones. It was a futile endeavor, a desperate attempt to erase her pain. The sight of her crying, the tears streaming down her face, was almost more than I could bear. I felt a lump forming in my throat, a choking sensation that mirrored my heartache. "Stop crying" I implored, my voice hoarse with emotion. It was a plea, a desperate wish to see her free from the chains of her past.

Heart was crying while running away. But when Heart went to an isolated area, she stopped there and sobbed. She sat down and covered her face while crying, it was a dead end and she was crying next to a trash can. Cullen was able to find her and then stood behind her. “No, don’t go near me. I lied to you. You hate liars, right? I am a dirty woman. Yes, I am Scarlet Heart, I deceived you.” Heart said while crying and not facing him.

Clenching tightly unto my heart, at last the City's famous cold hearted billionaire couldn't take it anymore and cried ever so horribly. Damn, what a shitty story indeed!

“The lovers.” She whispers as she gazes at the three, and slowly within their worlds, her heartaches as a tear falls to Daniela’s eyes, Arthur’s symphony ended in a hurtful howl and Kyle draws back in an aching and suffering defeat, yet not. To the three hearts ad worlds that is entwined with destiny’s cruelty, they walk separately as she follows Daniela and calling. “Daniela.”

Tears overflowed my heated eyes again. He tensed, “Oh, no. Are you crying again?” worry laced his tone. I buried my face further on his chest, my tears soaking his shirt. He patted my back, “It breaks my heart to hear you cry. It feels like I’m getting burnt alive. Stop, please.” He pleaded, ripping my torn heart even further.

Grief. My heart was grieving. Grieving with a sense of loss. That was when I heard a baby crying. That sound penetrated my ears, lifting all the fog, bringing me back to my senses. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

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Beck wakes up with a sense of disorientation. The room around her is familiar, but the emptiness in her chest is overwhelming. When she tries to move, a physical pain stops her, and her mind immediately goes to the baby she lost. She looks around and sees Dylan beside her, still asleep. Panic rises in her chest, and as she realizes the absence of life inside her, tears begin to flow uncontrollably. —And my baby...? Dylan wakes up to the sound of her voice, and his sad gaze soon reaches her. He knows what she’s afraid to hear, but there’s no more hiding.