Erza Crying Novels & Stories

Zack" I was busy thinking about how I could use my power in these volcanoes, When I suddenly noticed that Lyca was crying I immediately asked Warg, what did he do to her. But the shit doesn't talk. Lyca suddenly removed her other hand that was holding Warg, and she immediately grabbed my hand. She dragged me and headed toward the river. We passed all the soldiers, and everyone was looking at us. her tears were non-stop flowing. “what is happening? Why are you crying?” I ask so confusedly? She keeps on dragging me until we reach the very last line of the group of soldiers.

Niffa observed that she wanted that kind of attitude. Niffa sighed in relief as she wipe all the tears from her face. “It’s okay to cry Niffa,” Merfoy said. “No, I will not be crying anymore,” she answered as she started to make her face expressionless. “Why?” Merfoy ask. “I will only cry if Rico was dead. Now that I learned that he is fine, crying won’t make any sense,” she answered. Maru saw Liana wrapping some bandage around a soldier’s arm. He approaches her and helps her get the rest of the bandage.

She cried so hard that her shoulders shuddered, and her lips trembled, and she kept saying inaudible words. “Not again. I won't let him do this to me”. She whispered with a cracked voice. Eryx finally caught up with her. He was equally helpless, but he knew he would rise again. “Stop crying please”. He begged with tears in his eyes. The last thing he wanted, was for tears to be in the eyes of the one he loved most. “We will get him back, Nova. I promise you. Please stop crying, you are breaking my heart”. He hugged her as she couldn't even say a word.

Two in the morning. I found over a hundred transfer records on my husband Derek's phone. Every single one was for five, ten, or fifteen dollars. I opened the recipient's Instagram profile and found a feed full of pink hair, smoky eye makeup, and skin-tight low-rise jeans. Underneath was a caption that stung: "Thanks for the hot dogs, Pops. Spoiled again today." And the first person to like the post was my own daughter, Crystal, a well-behaved high school senior.

His sharp, phoenix-shaped eyes looked red, and his broad shoulders trembled. “You have no idea how scared I was of losing you, Wangfei… You didn't answer when I called you… You protected me with your body again—just like in my dream, and I couldn't even do anything but sit and wait for you to wake up… luckily Crown Princess Ezra was able to heal you... and your wound…” Zaha spoke the Varanus Continent Language, and his hoarse voice was so low and heartbreaking. Arai was frozen at the bed, staring at Zaha without knowing what she could do. She was really conflicted and sad to see the man crying for her, worried about her with all his sincerity. Actually… how could this man have these deep fee

Please, forgive me. Through the screen, I could see Rika's despair as she begged me for mercy, and I could feel her desperation and helplessness. Unintentionally, tears streamed down my face. Enzo gently wiped away my tears, his lips softly touching the corner of my eye as he consoled, "Why are you crying? Don't cry; the interesting part is still later." At this point, 'Enzo's' voice came from the screen, [So, you now acknowledge your guilt, don't you?]

"Layla too! She kept fanning the flames in the group chat!" Within seconds, everyone in the room turned on Keira and Layla. "You traitors—cowards!" Keira trembled with rage, pointing at those who had turned against her. "You guys said you'd stick with me yesterday! How dare you betray me now!" Layla collapsed in her chair, her face pale, unable to say a word. I waited until their shouting had mostly subsided, then tapped on the table. "Quiet." The conference room went silent. Everyone's eyes were on me, fearful, pleading, as if seeking mercy.

Ezra whispered from the floor. The young hybrid enforcer hit his knees. He let out a sharp, choked gasp, his amber eyes completely blown out with horror as he looked at the bloody gauze in Tarek's hands. His hybrid ears pinned flat, gluing themselves against his dark hair to shut out the sound of my screaming. "Ezra, get up!" Rylan hissed, his teeth bared in a silent, agonizing snarl of pure grief. "Help me hold her!"

My knees were scraped and bleeding beneath the expensive ivory coat. “Great, just great,” I muttered, limping toward the door. “You better not leave a scar.” I followed him into the silent mansion. Then tears started getting to my eyes. “No.. This is nothing compared to the past” I will not cry.

“Erza, you calm down! Leaving Caser behind is my decision and has nothing to do with you. You can scratch, bite, or even kill me if you want, but don't hurt yourself." Erza stopped; her red eyes stared at me, and she burst into tears like a baby. I had just let go of my hand when her body, like a rope, slowly slipped from my hand. She backed into a corner, bent her knees, buried her face between her knees, and cried pitifully. I touched her elbow lightly, and Erza instinctively shrank back. “I…” Her voice was hoarse from crying so much.