Crying Manga Novels & Stories

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

The host said as when Rain stood up they clapped their hands so do I as he then glance at me before he went up to the stage and hold the microphone. "Good day everyone,for the 10th floor's representative manga work of ours.We're honored to show it to all of you the manga artwork named 'Yours Forever' it's a boy's love illustration and artwork it started with the man whom is an actor and the other man which is also the leading man,the partner of the other one whom is an artist.."Rain started to explain and the other details and short summary of the manga work of ours. *LAUGHING* Out of the blue the 11th floor table,their director suddenly laugh so loud that makes Rain to cut off from his word

🦋 NIKITA 🦋 Crying became an anthem and fear became a close friend, I still sat in one corner, fighting a battle between my mental health and physical health. A memory of Reyna being killed by Benita flashed through my mind again, and I buried my head deeper between my laps, trembling. I felt as if I was hit by a tidal wave, my emotions crashing down on me like an unrelenting storm. Tears streamed down my face, hot and bitter, as I wept uncontrollably.

Mingchan said and then his tears involuntarily came out from his eyes. Zuno was so surprised and did not expect that. “Wait, what?!” Zuno gasped. He then saw Mingchan crying without closing his eyes. “Oh, Mingchan, you are crying! Hey!” Zuno called him. Mingchan then touched his cheeks. “Oh, why am I crying? Are robots supposed to be crying when we reboot? I don’t know why and I can’t really breathe, Zuno. I feel suffocated. It really hurts. The pain is really strong.” Mingchan sobbed.

I suddenly felt someone grabbed my hands and my eyes landed on Tokyo who looked at me worriedly. "Sorry guys, our manager called and she needs Zaya," she said as she bowed while I spaced out. I don't even know where she took me but we suddenly stopped and she looked at me worriedly. "Zaya, stop crying, please," she said and my hands reached my face and I felt a liquid pouring in. I am crying? Why am I crying when I feel like I'm not feeling anything? My body feels so numb that I'm doubting myself if I am still breathing.

I reply with tears strolling down my cheeks. " Artic, please don't cry! I promise we will figure it out soon," He tells me. " You weren't able to find anything out of this one either huh?" Shawn asks, picking up the book about vampires and their mates, flicking through the pages. I go to respond to his question about the book he's holding. When his breathing becomes ragged, clutching the book in his grasp, looking at me then back at the pages, before he drops the book on the floor.

“Yeah. Safe drive.” I made it to my room before the tears hit. Locked the door, slid down it exactly like last night, and cried so hard my whole body shook. Not angry crying. Not even the laughing-then-crying kind we’d done during research. Just pure, gut-wrenching sobs that wouldn’t stop. My wolf howled inside my head, mourning, and I couldn’t even tell it to shut up. I cried until my eyes swelled shut and my throat was raw. Cried for the knot and the silver thread and the moon water and the blood we spat out laughing. Cried because we’d fallen in love trying to fall out of it, and now he was gone and I was alone and the bond was still there, wide awake and aching.

Miura said, patting Fukuda’s back and continuing to pull cabbages from the ground. Akiko did the same, but suddenly, she felt tightness in her chest, and tears slowly welled up in her eyes. Fukuda's story annoyed her, but Akiko was still confused as to why that annoyance made her cry. Of course, Akiko wiped away the tears, not understanding why she was crying. “Akiko-chan? Are you crying?” Miura noticed Akiko wiping her tears and approached her. Akiko quickly shook her head and wiped away the remaining tears with her arm to make sure her face didn’t look strange. But Miura had already seen her tears.

All the fictional men were sick of me. Tear drops rolled out of my eyes. I couldn’t stop them. I was ready to roar-cry with the undeads. “W-W-Why are you crying?” Alphonse paled. “You shouldn’t be crying.” It made it worse. My tolerance was over. I cried. “No, shit.” He wiped the tears away from my cheeks. His fingers were warm, but his pupils were quivering uneasily. “You shouldn’t cry. I would be in trouble if --”

I don't know how long we stay in each other's arms crying, I don't know what's going on around us, I only know that Jareth is destroyed and that I'm breaking to pieces. There are no questions, I don't hear the cameras clicking pictures. I can only hear Jareth's racing heart and his crying that mixes with the sound of my tears. The pain is evident, so much so that, we separate and continue to cry. His eyes red from crying and his cheeks wet, showed that a waterfall had come out of his eyes at the pain he feels.