Crying Shoulder Novels & Stories

I feel my shoulder shake as I break down crying. I can't remember the last time I cried like this. I really can't. **** Noah's POV I slowly wake up feeling a warmth under me that's moving. I hear what sounds like someone's crying. I slowly open my eyes and see Michael crying. And not lightly. His shoulders are actually moving up and down, his hand covers his face as he cries. I'm confused and concerned, not sure why he's crying. I bring my hands up, pulling his hand away and cupping his face, bringing my head up a little closer to look at him.

He is my mate, but he doesn't know it yet. Something wet grew on my shoulder, and I knew it wasn't from me. With a little confusion, I glanced to the side and saw Grayson buried into my shoulder, shaking and sobbing right there. I felt his shaking across my body as he simply just hugged me as I hugged him, our tears soaking into each other's shirt as we let our emotions out. I didn't know why he was crying, but I let him. Maybe the pain of forgetting has weighed him down that now he has to release all the pressure. My heart clenched for him, it was like I could feel his pain as his own.

As his shoulder shook, his wife's sobs became louder. Abby's eyes also brimmed with tears upon seeing the couple cry in front of them. "I thought the patient woke up, why are you crying like he died?" Abby loudly wailed in tears while wiping her eyes. "Doctor..." Hector Redd tried to collect his emotions as he took several deep breaths. "Doctor, our son..." He muttered with labored breath because of his tearful state. "He opened his eyes..." He was too choked to continue. "After two years..." His shoulder violently shook as he wept in happiness and disbelief.

I say and place my hand gently on his shoulder and tap him gently. And suddenly, without any warning, he pulls me into the hug and that hug is so much more than just a hug. It’s a comfort, it’s a medicine, it’s a warmth someone is searching for all their life and it’s a shoulder where someone wants to lay all his sorrows on. And, yeah I hear his low sobs. I feel he is crying. Caden is crying! The Caden is crying and he is hugging me like I am his most comfortable cushion where he can lie and cry his heart out.

He cried as he covered his eyes to hide his face from her but she stepped closer and placed a hand over his shoulder to soothe him down. Involuntarily he turned around and hugged her, he needed a shoulder to cry on and at the moment she was the closest pillar he wanted to learn on. She was caught with surprise as she didn't know what to do about it but she didn't push him. Because he simply hugged her and cried on her shoulder, she didn't mind because he needed support at the moment. She tried to console by his rubbing his back but she felt infuriated at his loss. It was so difficult to see a grown up man shatter into million pieces before her eyes and she couldn't do anything to lessen his

Marina's heart skipped a beat at the tender endearment, a new term of affection from Aiden. "Let it out, you can cry on my shoulder. I'm here for you," Marina urged, her voice soft and soothing. She patted his back, her touch gentle and reassuring. Aiden's grip on her tightened, and he buried his face deeper into her neck. Marina felt his body shudder as he finally allowed himself to release the pent-up emotions. Tears streamed down his face, and his sobs grew louder, but Marina held him firm, offering a safe haven for his pain.

I called out to her with my arms stretched out, her shoulders slumped in defeat as she closed the distance between us and fell into my arms, her head resting on my shoulder. I felt a hot liquid on my bare shoulder, and I shivered. She was crying, I pulled her away from my shoulder and stared right into her teary eyes filled with guilt, sorrow, anguish and pain. “What’s wrong Ellen? Why are you crying?What bothers you?” I asked but tears kept rolling down her cheeks, I didn’t know how to feel about what’s happening here. “Mother.” She whispered in a hoarse voice after some minutes, sniffing back her tears . I leaned closer to listen to her.

And then I cried. It started silently at first. Just a trembling of my shoulders, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor that ran through my frame. The soundless hitch of breath, caught painfully between my ribs, a choked gasp that never quite escaped my throat. My vision blurred, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes, hot and stinging, but still refusing to fall. It was as if my body, too, was in shock, struggling to process the enormity of the pain.

I say choking through a sob. Jace walks in, closing the door behind him. Without saying another word, he wraps me in his warm embrace. Rubbing the back of my head soothingly he holds me as I cry into his hard chest. “Shh baby it’s okay.” Jace whispers as he continues to rub my hair. Sniffling I hug him tighter trying to stop the tears falling. “W-why is he here?” I ask through the tears. “He hurt his shoulder baby; his career is over. So, he is going to be around from now on.” Jace says quietly.

We were loosing. The reality hit me like a gunshot. My muscles were screaming, I couldn't breathe. Ric walked up to Amyra and smiled at her. They held hands and nausea swept through me. They were about to bond and there was absolutely no way I would let that happen. I cried out in pain when my shoulder dislocated. My vision went black for a split second. Panting hard, I felt the bone in my left arm start to crack. The pain was unbearable.