Gacha Crying Novels & Stories

There were still unmelted chunks of snow in the cold and dim street, and there was a man in pain. Gael's heavy breaths came out like a wounded beast’s until hot tears began to fall one by one onto the snow, melting the stubborn and unfeeling white flakes. Gael cried uncontrollably while feeling the pain piercing through his heart. At that moment, the entire world faded away, leaving only his regrets behind. Gael was born into an ordinary family, and he never cried, not even during the most difficult times in the early stages of his startup. Now, however, he wept like a child and clutched the diamond ring once worn by Yanni tightly in his palm.

I want to pour my soul out until there's no drop of water left in me. After crying continuously for a good ten minutes or maybe more. My vision became blurry by tears and It became nearly impossible to breathe. I started gagging and crying more loudly. I heard the door open and footsteps approaching me. Two strong arms grabbed me and pulled me toward a strong and toned stomach. ' What the fuck happened ?? '

I'm not prepared to see Cassie there with red and eyes swollen "Gina, I'm sorry" she bursts into tears on the last word so it actually sounds like "Sor-ahhh". "What a pair of cry babies we both are" I say and go to hug her. She buries her head in my shoulder and cries for a few seconds as I pat her back.

Agony tore through me like a blade, each word a searing wound that cut into my heart. "He's hurt!" The words echoed like a scream inside my skull, a relentless reminder of the pain that was unfolding before me. "B—Bonbon!" My cry was a raw, guttural sound, ripped from the depths of my soul as I witnessed my small friend's suffering. "Id—Idrish strong. Id—Idrish f—f—fight!" A single tear welled up in Bonbon's eye, a shimmering testament to his anguish. Pranaiahn tears were a rarity, carrying the weight of profound longing and sorrow. Their single eyes rarely shed tears, but when they did, those tears held emotions that were both beautiful and devastating.

No 📞C'mon It clearly show in your voice Why are you Crying..laura Why?? I did everything to make you happy.. 📞I..I am so..sorry 📞Laura pls dont cry..You are shattering my heart😢 📞Okay Xander I hanged up the call then started Crying..Pouring out all my pains I lost my womb..I lost my mom..I lost everything I cried till sleep took over me......

Instead, this twisted cosmic joke of a universe presented me with a piece of jewelry. I collapsed backward. My head nearly cracked against the hardwood floor as a wave of hysterical laughter broke from my chest. I laughed until my chest seized, my throat constricting so tightly that the oxygen died in my lungs. “Zaka, if you can hear me..." I gasped out through the fit, bitter tears swelling in my eyes and tracking down my temples. "This isn't funny. It's not…” I swallowed hard and continued. “I almost lost my life for nothing.” Another tore through my lips, stretching my smile painfully.

CARL Jade burst into tears the moment I finished speaking. The loud, choking sobs tore out of her throat and filled the quiet rooftop patio. Her shoulders shook violently as she covered her face with both hands. Tears streamed down her cheeks and soaked into the collar of her clothes and her whole body trembled with the force of the pain I had just dropped on her. I stood there frozen, watching her break down right in front of me. Seeing Jade cry so much made something inside my chest crack open.

Eli quickly wiped her face before answering. “Come in.” Gia entered, carrying a thermos of warm water. The moment she saw Eli’s face, she knew the girl had been crying again. Still, Gia didn’t look surprised. “How are you feeling?” she asked gently. Setting the thermos down on the table, she added in a soft voice, “It’s alright to cry, Miss.” Eli lowered her head quickly. “I wasn’t—” Gia smiled faintly. “You don’t have to feel embarrassed. I cry too when I’m sad.”

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

Tears falling like an neverending waterfall from my eyes. I didn't have to mindlink my father, he already knewn she was gone by the snapping of the mate bond, letting him known she was dead. The screams I heard from my father that night were sounds you would never think a grown man could make. His screams mirroring that of a banshee, ear piercing cries rang through out the bathroom, bouncing off the silver tile walls.