Cue The Tears Novels & Stories

I said. "Good." Liora reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a small glass vial. Empty. "One more thing. I lied about the f*e. There's a material component." She held up the vial. "One tear. From each of you. Freely given, after the deal is struck. Not grief tears. Not pain tears. The kind that come when you've been holding something for a very long time and you finally put it down." She set the vial on the bedside table and stepped back.

I deactivated my social media accounts except for my Twitter account that became my virtual diary. I am indulging myself with tv series I can watch on Netflix. Some series there has a moral lesson that also made me realize about small things. At times like this, we need to change. “Tears can be teachers if we let them” I saw a phrase on the internet. I instantly took a screenshot of it. This quote is realistic. If we let our tears be our teachers, then it will teach us a lot of lessons in life. Crying doesn’t mean a person is weak. Crying is a way where we need to let go of the pain, sadness, and anger in our hearts. After we cry, everything will be okay.

I was shopping for a crib when Xavier Davis came home with a three-year-old boy. One look at the child was enough to make me pause. He had the exact same eyes as Xavier's first love. "She just moved back and isn't in a position to take care of him," Xavier told me. "He'll be living with us from now on." There was no room for discussion in his tone. The decision had already been made. Then his gaze dropped to the slight curve of my stomach. "As for yours… Terminate the pregnancy. He's sensitive. A new baby would be too much for him right now." My fingers tightened around the ultrasound printout in my hand. For a long moment, I said nothing. Then I gave him the answer he expected

Luke kicks off his shoes, climbs onto the bed, and without a word, wraps his arms around me. I hold my breath, clenching every muscle to stop the tears that are already threatening to fall. His hand strokes the back of my head continuously, gentle and steady, like he trying to calm a scared animal. When his palms finally cup my tear-stained face, tilting it up to look at him… I crumble. A sob rips out of me before I can stop it. Luke gently wipes under my eyes. His touch is so careful, it only makes the tears fall faster.

I reached out and brushed my hand across her cheek, wiping away the tear clinging there. “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice high with panic. She blinked at me, a little stunned. “I’m not crying anymore, I swear,” she added with a sniffle trying to sound brave. I tightened my grip on her shoulder. “Tears of grief!” I shouted. The moment I named it, the tear shimmered with power. The pain she had felt, the heartbreak, the fear of losing me it transformed into a luminous barrier of water between us and the dark flames.

, and then everyone laugh, just like in some stupid variety show with a hidden camera. - Ye Eun-ah...- he turned to her and his expression grew serious for a moment.- I won't hurt you, believe me. I just want you to be beautiful forever.- he continued, smiling again, and in his eyes a sparkle of madness could be seen. Although he was smiling, there was clearly no emotion behind it.- This process is a bit painful, after all you become immortal and it has a price... But I don't want you to suffer, so I got something that won't let you feel the pain.- he showed the vial in his hand.- Thanks to this you will fall asleep and won't feel anything. It will be a painless path to eternal life for you,

A small slither of happiness wraps around my heart, and yet I still can't stop the tears from falling. "Thank you." He whispers out, like those two words were the hardest thing to ever say in his life. Shock overcomes my body as my head shoots up to look at him, my vision slightly blurry from the tears. We just stare at one another no words between the two of us. As he wipes my tears from my cheeks, Alessandro's palm rises up to cup my cheek, warmth soaking into the skin there. His steely eyes meet my green ones. Time appears to have stopped, leaving only Alessandro and myself.

The three adults in the room looked at Quan with unusual shock. “When did that happen, honey?” Mr. Adan whispered worriedly. At that moment Quan's body trembled. She almost cried as she whispered, “B-Before I killed them.” Not having had time to feel the shock again, the sky suddenly darkened. Evan mumbled something about the eclipse that had already started. However, that wasn't the only thing that happened. Their neighbors suddenly shouted at each other. Their screams were choked with unavoidable horror. Mr. Adan ran to the window and he saw something that made his heart stop functioning for a tense second.

During a family dinner with Liam, I brought up the idea of getting married sooner and starting a family. He immediately assumed I was after his family's wealth and only wanted to marry him for his money. In front of everyone, he slapped me more than a dozen times. Then he turned around and pursued his jealous childhood sweetheart. I grabbed his hand and begged him not to leave, but in a fit of rage, he shoved me down the stairs. That shove ended up breaking both my legs and fracturing my skull. I spent a month in the ICU before I finally regained consciousness. This time, I didn’t make a scene. Instead, I called my mother overseas. "Mom, about the inheritance you mentioned last time… I

Haya's pov I bit my tongue, trying to hold the tears that threatened to leave my eyes and that's when I can't hold them back. first, one small crystal bead escaped from my right eye, I can feel the warmth sliding down my cheeks and rolling off my chin, then another and another until my eyes flooded with them, coming like a rainfall. My brother walked towards me that's when I burst out into tears because I couldn't take it any more, I sobbed into his chest clutching his jacket and he held me in silence.