Crying Hearts Novels & Stories

Avery grabs my hand and storms out of the house with me. ….. "It's okay," I say to Avery for the umpteenth time. She continued sobbing. Her eyes have become crimson from crying all night. I'm going to be late if she keeps crying because u can't leave her Kime this and it's my first day at work. "You… have to get… going" she stutters and sniffs "You have to stop crying, please" I beg and she sniffs again. "Get going, I'll just watch some movies, they'll help" she replies and her voice is normal like she was never crying.

The Dark One dropped Feryt to the ground now, still holding her heart in his hand— I watched her body land lifelessly on the ground… and I let out the loudest cry ever. “Nooooooo!” My screaming continued for several seconds as I poured out all the volume of air given to me and emptied my lungs… and then when I was done, when my lungs could no longer offer air, my face fell to the ground and I started to heave heavily. I heaved with tears pouring furiously out of my eyes while my wet hair, due to the rain, fell and shielded my face from view. — My eyes stung me like hell but the pain I was feeling in my heart was unexplainable.

She closed her eyes for a moment and released a long, heavy sigh, as though trying to expel everything weighing down her soul. A moment later, she scrunched up her face in an involuntary childish gesture, her pink lips pouting like a little girl who had been denied her favorite toy. She clearly wanted to burst into tears. But she stopped herself. Everything inside her was screaming, yet she remained silent, fighting herself in solitude. ❈-❈-❈ "

She was not that frail wife of Carter who could get scare easily. She was silently shedding tears on his grave as her eyes were swollen and red due to all the continuous crying, eye bags around her eyes. Her heart wrenching with the pain, and it fucking hurt in her chest as she placed a hand over her chest. Tears streamed as if they won't stop ever, it seemed like crying was the new part of her now. She hated herself for not caring about him much, for letting him take his own life.

The tears flowed freely, staining my cheeks with their salty remnants as my heart cried out in the silence of my apartment. I felt the ache deep within my chest, a searing pain that seemed to radiate through every fiber of my being. It was a heartbreak that went beyond the realm of lost love or shattered dreams. It was a soul-deep ache, an emptiness that threatened to engulf me in its all-consuming darkness.

“WHY WHY WHY!!!! WHY ME!!!” His screams tore through the air, raw and heart-wrenching, each cry laden with agony, echoing the depths of his shattered heart. With fists clenched, he pounded against the floor, each blow a desperate plea to reverse the cruel hand of fate. Tears streamed down his cheeks, mingling with the anguish etched upon his features, as he grappled with the unbearable weight of loss.

It was a cry that refused to be silenced, a cry that demanded acknowledgement and release. Tears streamed down the screamer's face, mingling with the anguish etched upon their features. Their body trembled, as if bearing the weight of a lifetime of pain and suffering. The sound seemed to emanate from the depths of their soul, carrying with it the echoes of past hurts and present struggles.

was all I said but that wasn't all that happened, I felt a warm hand take a soft and gentle grip at my chin and tilted my head to look into perfect glittering eyes. But then that face contorted into somewhat of shock. " Why are you crying, did I say something wrong?" I could only respond by shaking my head with a light tear grazing my cheek. " Then why are you crying?" he asked wiping away the tear with his thumb. Why am I crying? I'm crying cause I'm scarred, I'm crying cause I'm in pain, I'm crying cause I'm hated, I'm crying cause I've been rejected, I've been hit, hurt and torn apart a million ways than I can remember. I'm crying because I'm scared to trust. I'm crying because I'm so ter

“At least it’s not ugly…” She said as she stared at it. She sighed and got into her car and started it up before she began the drive back towards the dragons. She turned on Cry Pretty by Carrie Underwood and sang it “I'm sorry, but I'm just a girl…Not usually the kind to show my heart to the world…I'm pretty good at keepin' it together…I hold my composure, for worse or for better….So I apologize, if you don't like what you see….But sometimes my emotions get the best of me…And fallin' apart is as human as it gets…You can't hide it…You can't fight…what the truth is…You can pretty lie…And say it's okay…You can pretty smile…And just walk away…Pretty much fake your way through anything…But, you c

"The company's in a mess because of her! How can you not see that?" Jeffrey remained silent. "Do you love Evalyn?" she demanded. After a heavy pause, Jeffrey's reply came, low but clear. "I'm sorry. Recently, I've come to realize that what I feel for you is nostalgia, regret, reluctance, and anger, but I don't love you anymore! The one I love now is Evalyn." Tears overflowed from Melinda's eyes. "What about me? What was I to you? All these years, you took care of me, stayed by my side, helped me hurt her… What was that all for, Jeff?"