Douma Crying Novels & Stories

‘My lovely Latona and our little screamers, Diana and Apollo. A choked laugh escapes me through the tears. “I remember… when I was younger, someone at the orphanage once said I cried like I was trying to break the world,” I murmur. Behind me, I hear footsteps, soft and deliberate. The couch dips beside me. I glance up. Dom is there, his presence quiet and solid. In his hand, he holds something. “What’s that?” I ask, my voice hoarse and thick. He turns it over so I can see.

Few drops of his saliva even met her lips making her squeezed her eyes as she was beyond scare. Her hands and body were trembling badly. He wasn't letting her explain neither he was letting himself to be relaxed. He was angry and his anger was eating his calmness Damon: Now your crying. I should be the one weeping here. I wasn't only got rejected but also my wife who was sleeping in my arms but instead was having dreams of another man. SHOULD I LAUGH ON MY FUCKING FATE OR SHOULD I CRY WITH YOU? He again growled at her earning a louder sob from her.

Lena shook her head, tears stinging. “I...no...” The stomping grew louder. “Say it!” Dora pinched her nipple hard, making her yelp. “Say it.” Her chest rose fast, her voice breaking. “I’m..w.. wet.” The room erupted. cheers, laughter, wolf whistles. Someone slammed a bottle against the floor. “Louder!” another demanded. Dora twisted both nipples until Lena cried out. Her voice cracked under the pressure. “I’m wet! I’m so fucking wet!”

I really feel bad now. "I'm really sorry guys, I didn't mean it purposely. I felt I was in danger and tried to defend myself." Tears streaming down my face and it's confusing because I rarely show emotions let alone cry. "Hey, Hey, Hey, Princess look at me, look here." And I did. "We're not mad at you, please stop crying I hate to see you cry." Damon tries to calm my sobbing. "Why are you crying baby girl? Did we do something wrong? Are you mad at us for scaring you?"

“Send back-up now!” “Dad…” Cara shifted beneath him, despondently whispering as if awakening from her trance. Her eyes well up with tears as she looks up at him, clinging to his collar like a lost child pleading for help. Both horrified and rambling. “My dad…mom?” Damon wanted to hoist her into his shoulder and take her to safety. A peculiar feeling prodded his chest upon seeing this particular woman crying, and all he wanted to do is rip this world apart as punishment for hurting her.

Baby its OK".. Arrya stop him.. "are you sure ?.I can give you massage all night", Damien said putting her legs down. Arrya began to cry,she don't even know the reason why she's crying but she thinks what ever is bordering her will let her be if she cry it out. this gave Damien a big confusion.

Nisha’s Pov As Dum began to apply the ointment to the burnt part of my hand, I noticed something moist on my cheeks, which bewildered me. Huh? "Why are you crying?" " Dum panicked when he saw my tears streaming from my eyes. I'm also not sure why I'm sobbing, silly tears why am I crying now when I don't want to shed tears?! "It's because I'm in pain when you apply the ointment on my hand, sir," I explained, making excuses.

he whispered. I set my tea cup down because my hands were shaking. I did not know what to do or say because seeing Damien cry was not something I ever expected to witness. "Dada dada dada," our daughter kept saying like she was proud of her new word. "Yes baby. I'm your dada. I'm your daddy," Damien said through his tears. He was trying to wipe his face but more tears kept coming. He was not making any sound but his whole body was shaking and I realized he was completely breaking down.

Martha descended to welcome her, but her heart crushed when she saw her face. Her pensive atmosphere emanated from her blank face. “Why are they doing this to grandpa?” she asked Martha, tears streaming down her face. Martha's heart was shattered. She could only wrap her arms around the helpless kid. Alicia pondered how to restore her damaged spirit while they stood there. Daito and Drom made their way up the stairwell to the quarters. The black sticky wine that had been thrown on his face had dried up, hardening the hair strands that hung over his brow. Drom took a step ahead of him.

Immediately Hajiya Kaltumi turned she saw Umma standing there with unshed tears in her eyes which means she heard everything Umma was about to fall down when Hajiya Kaltumi quickly went to hold her ************* Hummmmmmmm am speechless...... If you're not following my account do so zeeekadir