Ddlc Crying Novels & Stories

"DECLAN." I'm crying, I'm crying so much I'm drowning in my tears. "DECLAN" I'm being ripped open. Pure agony surrounds me. Blood there's so much blood. "OH MY GOD DECLAN." I'm screaming so loud as the tears fall into my mouth. No. I fall to my knees on the cement floor before Declan. There's so much blood. To much. His shirt is soaked. I'm screaming. I'm sobbing. I'm breaking. I'm in hell.

When I open it, Damion and Ralph are looking at each other, cursing without sounds but I could still decipher. "It's your fault she's crying! You're such a nuisance and always appear like a mushroom when it's my turn to show off!" Ralph silently roared with an action to complement the mood. "Not to mention, I'm her mate? If she's crying, I am too. LOOK AT THESE EYES! FUCKING SHIT! I'm crying while cursing at you? See how embarrassing I appear in front of my enemy? Damn that Moon Goddess and you, you must be the one to take the blame," Damion replied. His voice is sometimes slipping out, but he managed to talk quietly. Damion was right, he was crying too. Cripes this is so ridiculous and incr

Chapter 110. "W– Were you crying?" Alan asked Daciana with concern in his voice. Daciana fluttered her eyelids, raising her right hand and touching her eyes. Shit... There were still some tears. She shook her head, clearing her throat awkwardly before she plastered a wry smile on her face. "Y– Yeah, I was crying." She admitted, staring into Alan's eyes. "But I'm fine now. Axel consoled me already."

My own tears were about to spill over. "If you're sad… you have to cry!" Lily's voice trembled. "You can't hold it in all by yourself!" Silence. Then— "I'm here…" Her crying didn't stop. "I'll be with you…" "So… it's okay…" "You can cry…" Silence. Long. Very long. Then— A small voice. Broken. Like something finally cracking. I hold my breath. And then— Crying. Softly. At first. Then growing clearer.

"You are not my real mother, but you are better than her. You know that I don't want to do that." Danial started weeping, the tears came out of his eyes. He becomes red when weeping and looks more handsome. Neeli took his head onto her heart and started moving fingers in his hair. And stop him from crying. The tears of his eyes are red, which do not so readily come out from the eyes of a normal man. His aunt again started to speak and said: "Hey hey Danial. Why are you crying? You are my loveliest child and everyone knows you didn't do it by yourself. It's an accident. Just forget it."

She screamed. Dahlia fell to the floor in tears and scratched the floor in anger and she cried and cried until she passed out.

Anna higher her tight then nodded her head. Cara move up from the bench then walk away from them, Leila was now crying. She didn't know for how long but she was crying for hours... She was hiccuping due to continuously crying, she was feeling dizzy. Her eyes were are and the tears were dried on her cheeks. But now the salty water was not coming out... Anna gives her comfort, she gave her water but Leila didn't drink it. After hours of her grieving, she saw her brother coming towards her, she stands up then run towards Danny. Leila hugged him. She didn't know if the frozen lake again melted, she cried... She cried like a little child.

I asked, hoping for a change of scenery. "No," he replied curtly, his response catching me off guard. My disappointment bubbled over, and I couldn't hold back the tears. I immediately burst into tears. I know Deep down Dylan doesn't like someone crying around him unless he hates the person a lot. " Grandma Adaline paid for my flight so I could check on you too when I arrive in Germany but here you are treating me like trash, a nobody...." I said in tears. Dylan's discomfort with emotions was obvious, and he knew it too. "What's your problem? Okay, okay...I heard you," he relented, clearly affected by my tears.

Dylan fell to the ground on his knees, tears pouring down his eyes. "Marcus!!!!" he screamed in anger.

That's when they cry like a female cat getting fucked. The fashion bidding was on Monday and I had absolutely no idea how long they intended on keeping me here. Geo Lee would be so disappointed in me if I missed that opportunity. And so would I. Why did things always go to shit for me? Was I cursed or something? My knuckles paled as I gripped the bars of the grill, willing myself not to break down. Don’t cry, Dalia, you’re stronger than that, was what he used to tell me. I’m stronger than tears.