Crying Naruto Novels & Stories

“That’s why I left and run away from the problem so that my children wouldn’t be involved, but I didn’t expect everything to become much more messed up when I returned.” “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, and I’m sorry, if it hadn’t been for me, my parents wouldn’t be fighting, and I’m sorry if I was so selfish!” I apologized. They hugged me instead of being mad. “Oh, my god! Don’t cry! Gosh!” Ara panicked as I cried in front of them. “I didn't know you were going through it. I’m going to kill that person!” While smiling at them, I wiped my tears away. “Anyway, I'm feeling better,”

Her heavy lips part with an effort to spew her rattling voice, “I’m...happy for you, my...dear Himari. Live a life...full of compassion...joy...and always...be brave” Her hand stills and begins to slide down Runa’s snout. Runa jerks up anxiously and my heart nearly beats out of my chest at the dreadful sight of Morita’s lids falling and her smile fading. We act up fretfully, ‘No...no. Morita, open your eyes! I’m not done saying what I have to- Morita!’ Runa jerks her head back and howls loudly into the sky, pouring out our hurt and agony at the painful loss of someone so dear to me.

; she was now displaying slow sobs, as those tears couldn't hold in anymore. Kazuma stood there quiet in shock and still trying to process all that he had just heard her say, like who the f**k does that, offers to help and doesn't and also keeps avoiding her. He was now burning in fury. Let him not set his eyes on Renji at this moment or else he might just strangle him dead. He raised his palm, stretched it into the slit spot, right through it, and wiped off the tears that were flowing down Hinata's fluffy cheeks. He looked at her pleadingly wanting her to stop the tears but she kept sobbing till she had her fill.

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.

I am not that strong to handle the things that are happening to me right now. "Don't cry. Crying means weakness." Lohrton spoke. I faced the ground, i saw droplets of tears in the dry leaves. Lohrton is right, crying means weakness. I turn myself to him. He can see me crying. He's the first man who ever saw me crying. I hate this.

Tears welled up from her eyes. For a long time, he kept crying like that. Sara kept rubbing his hair and shoulder while shedding tears and biting her lips. His situation was worse than her. He could not believe that Yohan, who was strong like a rock, had become so weak from the inside by that time. He was crying for her!

It was the 20th floor, with Fifth Street's traffic streaming far below. Marco burst into tears on the spot. He lunged forward, grabbed me, and pulled me onto the carpet. He kneeled on the spot and repeatedly slapped himself. "I won't say those horrible things anymore, Lina. I'll send Fiora away for good so that she'll never appear before you again." I gave in once I looked at Marco's bruised and swollen face. It seemed like things between us had returned to normal, with him treating me with even greater devotion and care.

I could see the veins in her forehead as she screamed for him to stop. My body shivered as I screamed too, tears rolling down my face. “Ple-please stop, you’re hurting her.” “Why should I, Moye iskusheniye?!” he drawled, letting out a chuckle as he chopped off another piece of Naiara’s hair. My temptation. “Pl-Please.” The only word that kept coming out of my mouth as my body trembled. Watching the blood soak into Naiara’s clothes was an eyesore. My stomach churned violently as more tears slid down my cheeks.

“I know. And it sucks. It’s going to suck for a long time.” I cried harder. Not pretty tears. Real, snotty, choking sobs that made my whole body hurt. Nico just held me through it, one hand in my hair, the other steady on my back. He didn’t try to fix it. He didn’t tell me to be strong. He just let me fall apart.

Manik was crying looking at his mother's burned body laying lifelessly on the bundle of wood. Niharika was crying fakely only to show that she is sad. Nandini and kiara were crying badly sitting on their knees looking at shanti's body. Kiara was crying devastatingly and nandini was hugging her. After giving fire to her pyre manik sat on the floor crying badly. His whole team was surrounding him folding their hands behind. Suddenly police came there, manik somehow gather himself back and try to wash his tears off but they were flowing because a unfortunate son has lost his mother.