Eevee Cries Novels & Stories

Zia's fear increased [I don't want to die] she thought trembling her eyes were tearing "Why are your eyes sweating?" he asked [That's not sweating, those are tears] "Tears? What are those?" he asked, feeling confused [You don't know what tears are?] "Your eyes sweat?" [when someone is sad or afraid, a person cries] "hmm" The vampire lived a long life for centuries but has never seen a person cry. A new emotion triggered him. He found it interesting. "Name?" he asked [Ah?.. Zia]

Chapter 105 Ellie Max seldom cries and, when he cries he usually means it . He doesn't cry crocodile tears , what I do know for a fact is that when something really scares him his sensitive side comes out . I placed my palms in his wet cheeks and kissed him . He leaned in and kissed me back when I opened my eyes he took a deep breath and hugged me . I hugged him back and he held me tighter . He was still crying and I kissed his shoulder and pulled back to look at his stormy grey eyes that were now red and his face reflected doubt and fear.

Taking it out, her eyes flashed on the name and she swiped and picked the call. Before Blake could say anything, her muffled cries filled his ears, "Babe, what's wrong?" He asked worriedly, he had never heard her cry before. Evie hiccupped, “Hun, … I'm not fine.”

The man looked skeptical as he stared down at a frightened Eevee. “You owe me,” the man said, angrily as he grabbed Eevee’s arm and pulled her along with him. Eevee looked back at her father; tears clouding her vision as they grew distant. Her father didn’t spare her another look; he ran off into the battle and disappeared before her eyes. Eevee screamed for him and wanted to run back to her father, but the man was too strong. “Come on!” He said in a gruff tone. “I’m not going to fight with you, kid.”

Eve looked up, and Axel could see her face full of tears. Something painful hit his heart again—making his breath difficult and tight. No, of course, Axel wasn't hurt because he knew that Eve always wanted to hit his head with a vase, but because he saw her cry for him. Among all the things she could do to him—including hitting and banging his head, why did she choose to cry? Why did she have to cry for him?

After finally starting to recover, I ended up right back in a hospital bed because of one video. Tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them. And this time, I didn’t hold back. I just cried. Seeing me cry, Dolly panicked, fumbling to wipe my tears with trembling hands. "Eve, are you okay? Please don’t cry. You’re making me panic too." The more she tried to comfort me, the harder I cried. Dolly grew even more frantic, looking like she wanted to slap herself in frustration. She blurted out, "Don’t be sad, Eve! I’ll go teach those bastards a lesson! Just wait here. Don’t cry, don’t get upset..."

"I'm so happy for you!" Eve laughed, "Thank you, Will. Honestly, I'm scared. Chase cried when I told him, I nearly fainted when I saw him cry." Yup, that's Chase alright. "Don't worry, Eve. I'm here for you!" Willow said and pulled her in a hug. ∞

I wanted to go and hug her, but I stopped myself. “No, hear me out, please?” Eve, who was a brat and would often pull pranks on us, was tearing up as she begged our mums to listen to her. I could feel my eyes stinging from the tears threatening to fall as I tried to swallow the lump forming in my throat to stop myself from crying too.

He felt bad, so bad when his intention was good, but lead to a great misunderstanding. Aru cried while pulling his shirt down, Kiro put him on his lap, caressed his hair, kissed his head, he's in pain to see his mate crying, in the end releasing a soothing pheromone to calm him down. Until the sobbing turns into hiccups.

Eulalia gently stroked the singed fur of the ragdoll cat, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. Her gray eyes were filled with moisture, stinging painfully. Her eyes were either unable to cry or unable to stop once they started. Now they seemed almost blind with grief. She tilted her head back, veins bulging in her neck, mouth slightly open and eyes tightly shut as she let out a hoarse, anguished cry. Her choked, raspy voice was broken, like a rusty knife scraping against a whetstone - so harsh and painful to hear that it made one's heart clench.