Invincible Crying Novels & Stories

As soon as he did that, everyone could hear him take a loud, painful breath in, before letting it out, then break down crying. Michael crooned as loud as he could as Jimmy's face was buried in Charlie's neck. Tears streamed down Charlie's face. He's never seen anything like this before. He didn't even know an Alpha could cry like this. He didn't know an Alpha could be treated this way. To Charlie, it's unheard of! "I-I have you... I l-love you too!" Charlie said, and in the midst of his sobs, Jimmy took a sharp breath in. His chest stuttered as he struggled to catch his breath while trying to stop crying. The vibration stopped and the firm chest against his side moved away.

They're not worth my explanations. I sobbed and sobbed again, letting my emotions to burst out. I can't contain it anymore. I feel like I'm so weak right now, gone the brave and tough Vanez. The used to be good girl is now crying because she's grounded and outcast. Maybe these tears won't just stop. Maybe I'll cry until night... until midnight. I won't go downstairs. I'm so much wrecked just by seeing their presence. The sky was ablaze with the fire of the setting sun and I'm still laying on my bed, crying like a baby. Guess my tears were that unlimited. A batch of knock echoed and broke the silence and crickets. I stopped from sobbing and lifted my face up to the door.

Her hands were holding the table for support and the sights breaks his heart. Adam backed up against the dusted wall and falls on his feet. He hugs the portrait with baby shoes in his hand tightly to his chest. Tears sting his eyes and he can’t stop himself from crying. All the ache he felt deep inside his chest just flow out from his howling and whimpering as he struggles to calm himself. A king do not cry, a king do not show any signs of weakness or show their vulnerability to anyone but he just lost it. He couldn’t control himself anymore. He felt ugly, he felt awful, he knew he was cruel. He continues to cry his heart out for the one he had lost. What have he done…

IVANA'S POV: His question made me dumbstruck. I never knew that this human who appears to be cold and ruthless is actually so fragile and emotional. My heart wrenched to see him crying. I hugged him tightly cause that's all I could do right now to at least make him feel at ease. In response, he hugged me back tightly. I could feel his tears flowing on my neck. How could they be so cruel to use someone's emotions for their greed? How can they be so heartless to play with someone's heart? Perhaps, this world has more people with such evilness just as Alina and Michael, just as my uncle and aunty.

She is intoxication for me when she came downstairs she was looking fucking beautiful i could not control my self i want to have here there but i control it but now i couldn't. “Yes,” I said at first, almost automatically. But then Tears streamed down her face. She covered it with her palms. “No… I don’t want to… please…” she cried softly. I stared at her longer than I meant to. She was scared. And looking her crying like it i am not gonna sex with her. She is literally trumbling due to crying. “Stop crying, Advika,” I said, more quietly than before. “I was only scaring you.” Even I was surprised by my own words. But she didn’t stop.

It suddenly occurred to me that when pushed to their limits, people can unleash incredible potential. Despite experiencing the loss of my parents and child, I had never cried as intensely as I did in that moment. Max paused, his sharp eyes scanning my face, searching for any hint of genuine heartbreak. His brow furrowed, lips pursed, as if on the verge of speaking. Without giving him a chance to respond, I poured out my grievances, tears streaming down my face.

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~

"Even though my world is falling apart, I'd still want to make sure yours isn't, okay?" "Until then, let yourself feel. Let yourself be...human. Fuck the society. We're going to bring back your humanity, okay? Whoever said men shouldn't cry can go to hell," Jackson laughed, his shoulders shaking. I nodded, allowing a small smile. "When we're born, crying is the first thing we do. Crying symbolizes...pain, joy, a...feeling. It's... Crying is how your body speaks when your mouth cannot explain the pain anymore,"

Please, let me go. Images of past abuses and violence inflicted by Evander haunted her again. No matter how strong she appeared, the specter of her past trauma always loomed. Evander showed surprise at her sorrowful tears. "Why are you crying? Is this another one of your tricks?" Senna didn't reply, her eyes betraying fear. Evander released his hold on her. "Stop crying! I don't like women like you who cry just because I force them to do—" Slap!

There was silence for a second… then Victor exhaled sharply, like he had been holding his breath the whole time. “Sylvia…” His voice was soft. Too soft. “You’re crying.” I didn’t respond. He continued, “I saw the video online. The crowd. The eggs. The shouting. I’ve been, God, I’ve been calling you nonstop.” I wiped my nose quietly. He went on, “I know you don’t want anyone to see you weak, but Sylvia… It's okay to cry. It’s okay to break down. You’re human.” That made my tears fall again, hot and unstoppable.