Hinata Crying Novels & Stories

Now dressed in dry clothes, Hana sat curled up on the couch, her gaze fixed on the heavy rain pouring outside, her tears mirroring the weather. "Hana, please, drink this. It'll help soothe you." I gently handed her one of the cocoa mugs, her hand trembling slightly as she took it. "The pain... it's so deep, I can't put it into words," she whispered, her small voice choked with tears.

“Idiot. Can you tell which way to go? Can you make an exit in that dark?” “Oh. Oh…” Hina looked at Nozomi and sincerely agreed with Yosuke. “I agree, your joke isn’t funny.” When Hina opened the door, the three of them saw a figure seated upright on the bed. “Big brother!” Hina cried out, with tears clinging to the sides of her eyes, as she jumped forward. Nozomi and Yosuke grabbed Hina and pulled her back. Because of the double force, Hina tumbled back and hit Yosuke’s body hard, causing him to stumble a little too.

I grabbed his arm. "None of your business." He slapped my hand away. I got really angry and pulled him back. "Tell me where you're going." I yelled. "Ow let go, you're hurting me." He whined. I didn't realize how much strength I was using to hold him and I let him go. "Where I go and don't go has absolutely nothing to do with you." He yelled and slammed the door in my face. Hinata's POV

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.

He expected her to cry. But she surprised him. “Is it dead?” “Yes,” He replied. "Do you hate me now?" “No, I have only you now.” Her answer surprised him. He held her small face and said to her, “Yes, you have only me. Remember that, my dear Hana." "Only you. I will remember that." "I am moving away.” "Noooo! Stay with me." "I can't." Then, she started crying. "You can cry in front of me. My dear Hana, you can cry as much as you want. But, don't cry in front of others."

"isekai who hasn't cried nor showed a sign of feeling pained ever since the pressure was placed on him had tears sliding down his face on seeing his father being pierced by the ice sickle. even with the pressure still pushing down on Yinito she continued pushing forward, one step at a time. you hurt my brother isekai, you also hurt my father, I won't let you off for this, Yinito said as she continued pushing forward. Takamatsu on seeing this, felt tears drop from his eye, maybe i am really a bad father for not protecting the living and chasing after the dead, too bad i made you both suffer, Takamatsu said as more tears slid down his face.

Chapter 77 Sansa's Pov "I thought I was insane; there was no way to save her, her skin was splitting, her body exuded lava-like heat, and I couldn't even lift her. Vera was doing havoc on Hina, who appeared to have given up resisting," said Ray's voice quivered, revealing the depth of his despair. We could all see the sorrow on his face as he watched Hina's condition deteriorate. Some of the pack's emotional members couldn't help but cry.

I jerked as his hands enveloped mine, the warmth from it send beautiful goosebumps all over me. "During Naruto mission with Hinati to rescue Hanabi, they both fell on a genjutsu (Illusion), Naruto was able to connect to Hinata's Memory because of the red scarf that intertwined the two" he gave me a slight squeeze as I remember the moment he is saying and it's one of my best scene.

a rough voice murmurs "Are you okay?" Oh, no. No I prayed for a living soul but not this one. It was Hinata. One of the most fearsome members of the renowned mafia group Yakuzas, otheriwse known as "Bloods & Sins". "huh, yeah I'm great" I tried to brush off the panic, casually drawing away from him and avoiding his concerned gaze as if I don't have a care in the world. But, in reality, my fear had only been heightened. "Sorry to worry you, have a nice night."

Hana continued to encourage Zayn. Zayn’s tears had already gushed out like a broken dam. He finally bawled his eyes out, his sobs were incomparably repressed. It sounded like a goshawk’s whimpering cry. Hana, who was sitting on the bed, felt extremely heartbroken when she heard it.