Geto Crying Novels & Stories

“Bestie, I thought you’d be sleeping. I’m so sorry I called this late.” “Yes,” I choke, my voice heavy. “Yes… I understand you’re busy.” “Bestie, what is going on?” Her voice filled with worry. “I’m so sorry, my love… don’t you worry. I’m switching to video call now.” “Okay.” Her face fills the screen. Her eyes widen. “Oh my God, bestie… have you been crying?” “I… I… no,” I force out, the lump in my throat nearly choking me. “It’s… it’s nothing.”

His eyes are filled with tears and he is trying so hard not to cry, but I tinyly smile at him, encouraging him that it's okay to cry. With that, Echo starts crying. First tinyly, but then tears just start flowing and I pull him into another hug. "I missed you so much," He utters. "I was scared and lonely and just, I thought I was never gonna see again, don't ever do that again," "I missed you so much baby, and mommy won't ever do that again," I am not lying. Disobeying the moon goddess is the last thing I will ever do, period. He pulls away first and he finally looks at me and smiles.

“So the sex is good I take it?” “Fuck yeah it is. There’s something about a man that cries that just really gets me fucking going. Finding a man that take take my size and not be afraid to shed a few tears is actually hard to find. Leo is doing everything I need… and a little more,” Gabe said, his voice growing quiet.

Tears streamed down his face, a silent testament to the profound grief that gripped his heart. Levi, once a pillar of strength, faced the heart-wrenching reality before him. "Sorry, he's gone," he uttered, the weight of sorrow etched in his voice. A solitary tear, a poignant teardrop, escaped Levi's eyes, marking an acknowledgment of loss and an expression of the profound emotions coursing through him.

inserting his finger inside her. "Hey, what are you doing? Take your hand out!" Gemma blushed and waved her arms, a lot had happened from when the sun hadn't risen till midnight before he finally stopped. However, now he still wants it. Gemma burst into uncontrollable tears, not wanting to continue, feeling utterly exhausted. Her strength had drained in the recent passionate encounter with Jethro, leaving Gemma only able to stay in his embrace, uncomfortably crying. "Don't cry... I won't do it anymore, I just wanted to see if that part of you was hurt," Jethro chuckled in the face of her frustrated crying but was powerless to do anything.

That grip was tight as if he was drawing strength from me. "Do you want to see her?" Gelo bowed slightly and that’s when I saw his face. I saw his sad smile and the pain in my heart intensified. My hands started shaking and my vision became blurry because of tears. "Y-Yes." "All right. Let's go to her instead. Let's just go back at lunchtime for the result." I felt one of Gelo's hands rubbing my cheeks. That's when I realized I was crying already. He hadn't confirmed it yet but I feel the pain from him.

Eyes widening, I look to Diego, who seems to be sobering, and when I’m certain he is going to hurt Geo for what he did, he lets a sad smile spread across his face. “That seems to be the only thing that I can do for her.” Releasing me, he crashes backward and swings a hand over his eyes while what sounds like a sob escapes him. Instantly, the room grows quiet as all eyes come to rest on Diego, whose body shakes with the emotions that he has spent so long suppressing. “I think I should take the kids back to bed.” Giddeon suggests, but stops as Geo growls at him. “Or not.” “I’m not leaving my mommy!” Geo snaps, jumping up on my lap and hugging me. “Not when this man who keeps hurting her is her

He moved in front of me and his hands came to my face, tilting my head up towards him as he wiped the tears from my cheeks with his thumbs, and I crossed my arms over my stomach, squeezing myself tight. “I don’t even know why I’m crying,” I told him in a scratchy voice. “After everything I’ve realized over the last week, it shouldn’t even surprise me or upset me or anything, but-” “You’re grieving,” he said, stepping as close as my tutu would allow, his brown eyes looking down at me with warmth. “You’ve lost the family you convinced yourself you had, and have realized you can’t trust the two people who you should trust the most. Of course you’re hurt and upset. I don’t expect you to get over

I said, my voice breaking with emotion. He can't be gone, I refuse to accept the fact that Marco was gone. I know Marco if he could fake my dad's death for six years, then I can do it again. “Momma, why are you crying.” Adriano stared up at me, tugging the helm of my dress. I didn't notice him earlier, I crunch down to his level. Upon seeing everyone crying, he tears up too crying. “Mummy isn't crying, baby. You don't have to cry, alright?” I wipe the tears from his cheeks. “Good boys don't cry.” He nods at my words.

Fathia said, tears dripping down from her eyes, “stop crying, you know I hate seeing you crying,” Fred said, Fathia continue crying non-stop, and she later stood up and headed upstairs, she enter Into her room, sat on the bed, and Fred followed her and met her on the bed still crying, “why are you sobbing?“ Fred asked, “Is your lower part hurting you?“ Fred asked, “tell me why you are sobbing,” he said, “you are leaving me, and I know that my job will stop shortly because If you get another girlfriend, she might stop me, and I don't want to lose my job,” Fathia said,