Invincible Crying Novels & Stories

But her brain and mouth refused to cooperate. So, instead, she placed her forehead on his. Her hand snuck through his hair and softly massaged his head. When she opened her eyes five minutes later, she could see he was holding back tears. "You do know it's okay to cry. It's a normal human reaction that hurts no one." "Strong men don't cry." Clea chuckled. "We're not in a war." "Yes, I am. All my life I've been in one."

I am not that strong to handle the things that are happening to me right now. "Don't cry. Crying means weakness." Lohrton spoke. I faced the ground, i saw droplets of tears in the dry leaves. Lohrton is right, crying means weakness. I turn myself to him. He can see me crying. He's the first man who ever saw me crying. I hate this.

I feel so empty. So empty and heartbroken. I feel something slid down my cheeks and I swipe at them surprised to see tears. I have never cried in front of other people before. I have had meltdowns…….sure, but never tears, but now I can’t see to control myself. What is going on with me? “Are you freaking crying, Evans?” The coach laughed so hard, most of the students stopped with their sparring to turn and watch, joining in the laughter too. “Not so strong and sassy with your loud mouth now, are you?” He continued.

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.

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.

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" ~

He watched me cry and mourn my father's death, while being a messenger of the Alvarez's? I can't help but cry, warm tears started flowing through my cheeks. I felt dizzy, and I can't bear the ferocity of what he has done. It was a helpless thing, he is my close best friend and my guardian angel at all times. Peter didn't stop crying. He just cried, down on his knees, and begging me. "Viviana, I don't like what I did to have money... I'm sorry..." he continued crying and reached for my hand. I can't feel my hand, it seems that I don't have any tears that I could cry.

"What's that sound? It sounds like someone's crying." Vincent stood up and rushed toward the sound. He brushed aside the bushes and found Liam huddled in the corner, tears streaming down his face as his shoulders shook. "Hey!" Vincent walked over and patted Liam's shoulder. Startled, Liam stumbled to the ground. "Why are you crying here?" Liam sniffled and hiccupped. "I wasn't ... I wasn't crying. And ... I'm ... I'm your uncle. You should call me ... call me Uncle Liam!"