Gohan Cry Novels & Stories

Mysterious’ feelings of sadness and guilt. Wiping his tears, Mr. Mysterious said in a choked voice, “Yohan, I wasn’t a good person before. But I promise to do my best to protect you for the rest of my life. I won’t let the bad guys hurt you, and I won’t lose a battle again.” “Dad, are you crying?” Yohan asked. Mr. Mysterious sniffed and took a deep breath, trying to sound composed. “No, I will never cry.”

"Ismael Kiplimo!" He witnessed a shocked frightened look in her eyes. A shock of realization. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was obvious she was going to cry. She shrank down the couch and lowered her eyes covering them with a leso and broke into tears. She shamelessly cried like a little kid. Mary crossed over to comfort her. "Don't cry sis. It is alright."

He added. Joy—that was what Larisa felt while staring at Noah who was still crying. She just found herself bursting into silent tears. Gabe quickly went beside her and caressed her back. Noah looked at Gavin's hand before he slowly accepted it as tears continued to escape from his eyes. He never once thought that he would be here, begging their enemies to take him in. As soon as he reached Gavin's hand, he quickly helped him to rise and Gavin didn't hesitate to give him a manly hug.

“Gohan… ah…” Gohan only hummed around him and took him even deeper. His throat relaxed. Spit poured freely now, coating every inch of Micah’s cock in a thick, shiny layer that dripped down onto his balls and the sheets below. Every time Gohan pulled up, a long string of saliva and precome connected his swollen lips to the glistening head before he sank back down and broke it.

His voice broke something inside of me. My chest tightened painfully, and my tears finally broke free. I covered my face with both hands and sobbed so hard I could feel my cheeks getting red. “No… please… I don’t want this…” my voice cracked with pain. “Please, just let me go… I didn’t do anything to you…” I yelled helplessly… but Gabe remained still. He didn't scream. He only watched me cry, like he enjoyed seeing me in pain. Obviously. What else could he possibly be so excited about if not watching people in pain?

Nobody gave a fuck about me. "Just know that if you feel like crying, I'm not going to stop you." Giovanni sighed, adjusting my tie even though it was already perfectly knotted. "It's alright to cry. Even someone like me, a motherfucking heartless bastard, cried the day my mother died, despite her not being the best mother. Just don't hide your pain from me. I'll be here to support you through your grief, no matter what. Even if it's just by holding your hand while you cry."

He couldn't see her eyes teary. "Done what you wanted to do?" Junaid asked. A small smile crept on Zohan's face. He looked at Junaid and nodded. "It was a scene shooting Zohan! How you can be so dumb? " Junaid said. "I..i...her t... tears felt real," Zohan said. "How can one c... cry in r...real?" "You have made our work much more difficult now," Junaid said. "Father won't be happy if he ever gets to know"

The Crossovers Are Just To Solve The Love Problems Of Other OCs … Gie watched as Yan passed by him and walked towards the crying Gie. “Gie.” Yan called as he stopped beside the crying Gie. Gie slowly raised his head and saw Yan. His eyes widened in shock, then a smile appeared on his lips as more tears fell from his eyes. “So, you really came.” He said and laughed. “How can I bear to make you sad longer?” Yan asked as he sat on the floor beside Gie.

I sat up and tried to take Cohan and when he was on me I hugged him tightly because I was shaking. "Don't do that oh" I was really cold and suddenly cohan started crying, so my head hurt even more, I didn't have the strength to comfort him so I reached for the phone and called kino and he answered. "Why is Cohan crying?" he immediately said. "Please go home first, I can't help it" I cried. "Xiana I have a job, don't be such a useless mother" I bit my lip at what he said "Are you still mad at me? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to---

MY BUTTERFLY ****************** CALEB’S POV ****************** My heart is heavy and burdened as I watch the woman who has come to mean everything to me wither away before my eyes. I see her pains and how she tries so hard to hide them with a smile. Sometimes I want to break down and cry but for her, I try to be strong. However when she is not watching I go to a private place and cry. They say strong men do not cry but for Angela’s sake I agree to be a weakling for her sake I agree that I am not man enough.