Eeyore Sad Novels & Stories

EJ asked, and the Omega nervously nodded. “I'm sorry, sweetheart! I didn't mean for you to sense that. You did nothing wrong. I was just sad that you stopped purring. It sounded beautiful,” EJ said, and the Omega's face lit up, and he sat taller as happiness filled him. “You… You like it?” Ollie asked and eagerly waited for his mate's response. “No,” EJ said, and the Omega's heart sank. “I didn't like it, I loved it!” I want to hear it every day,” EJ said, and the Omega's face lit up again. A sudden burst of excited giggles escaped the Omega, and he threw himself at his Alpha bear.

I am increasingly more forgetful. The dining room has Landry, Maddy and Ellie talking to the Gold family. Eyra's mother still looks so sad and lost after Eyra's death. I can not for the life of me imagine the unfathomable pain that she must have felt, losing her child. The thought of anything ever happening to my babies is excruciating.

Mufasa mused. “What causes this?” Just as Mufasa was going to answer, Wayne's scent filled the room. Olive's eyes shot up at him and she stood to her feet immediately, moving backwards too. But Wayne was back to normal. He looked like Wayne but a very dejected and pathetic Wayne. He was held by Jake as if he couldn't stand properly. “Olive,” he called her with a broken voice. She moved backwards with her mug still in her hands. “I'm sorry,” he said and his men could swear he was going to cry any second.

Just when it seemed the gifts were having an effect, she would offer a slight smile only for a wave of confusion, frustration, and reluctance to override her expression. Every other day he would get Svet to put an item along with a card on Eliza’s bed while she was at the library. After Donkey, James had given her the Elmo doll, but he had sewn a foot in its mouth to show her he had made a blunder. Next, he had given her the Eeyore to show her what he felt like without her—basically depressed—followed by a stuffed smiley sun that sang “You Are My Sunshine.” He had wanted to express in the best way imaginable that she lit up his days.

Me and Caren looked at each other, then turned around. “Mom.” We both said together. She opens her arms and we run into them. I don’t know about Caren, but I am crying. She lowers us all to the ground. The male wolf puts his head on her lap. She strokes him. Ember sits next to me. Deana sits next to Caren. “Why are you so sad?” she asks us. “You died.” Caren answers her.

Tears trailed down my eyes as great sadness washes over me, I stared at my hands like it was the most interesting thing to ever stare at, as long as I don't get to stare at the activities going on on the bed, I looked around the room, trying to keep my gaze anywhere but them. The shuffling of bed sheets is heard, as the pound of footsteps moves in my direction, I look up to see Ethan right in front of me with a smirk on his face, I turn to the bed to see Hailey nowhere in sight, probably in the bathroom. I turn my gaze back to Ethan as he stares at me. "Awwwn is little Elora sad?" He said in a mock cooing voice, I tried to speak but my brain seemed to have a mind of its own as all words I co

He gathered me into his laps as he petted me while more tears fell from my eyes. “What happened?” Orel asked my with his voice the gentlest I have ever heard it. “Nothing.” I replied as I made efforts to stop the tears from still flowing. “Then why are you crying.” Elison asked as Orel aimed a glare at him. “Because I am scared that I will lose Orel.” I sobbed as I wrapped my hands tightly, around Orel felling that this will be the last time that I will be able to touch him this way.

Eirik is talking with a small knot of older wolves in the corner, hands moving slow, voicelow—patient but not bending, they look afraid. Not the thing outside. Of change. I sit down beside Elias, not touching, not crowding. Just there. He cracks one eye open. “Okay,” he murmurs. “That felt… bad.” “Yeah.” He huffs out a laugh. “Helpful commentary.” We lapse into a comfortable quiet. After a while he presses the heel of his hand against one eye and says: “It remembered me..” I turn my head. “What do you mean?” He swallows.

Suddenly, tears spilled down her cheeks, and she broke into dramatic sobs. I almost couldn’t believe it. How could she change that fast? Was this all part of her performance? Or… did she actually feel sad about Iris? “Oh, sweetheart…” Lyra rushed forward and pulled Iris into her arms. “Mommy was so worried. What happened to you? Were there no attendants watching you while I was gone?” “I’m just tired, Mom.” Iris hugged her back just as tightly. The sadness and gloom on her face melted into happiness—A happiness that squeezed the air out of my lungs.

She let out a squealing laugh before moving around to play with my tail. “Mummy” she babbled, before picking it up and dropping it “Daddy.” I saw Orlando look to Sylvia in surprise before becoming the next victim to Serenity’s grabbing hands that pulled his long ears. Sylvia smiled at them but it quickly waivered and her overflowing tears rolled over her face to fall onto the tar ground. Just the sight of her laughing daughter caused Sylvia more pain; her tears turning into heaving sobs. “I j-just wi-wish it didn’t ha-have to come to t-this” Sylvia babbled, as she watched Serenity run over to Red who was disappearing and reappearing for her amusement while he approached us.