Invincible Crying Novels & Stories

“Are you happy to see us” Vince nodded and moved his hand to Christian’s cheek. He gave him a slight pat and looked into his eyes. “Sorry.” He whispered before turning his head in my direction. With trembling lips, I made eye contact with Vince. I was ready to break down any second. “Sorry.” His eyes filled with tears. This time I couldn’t hold it any longer and broke down crying. “Please stop talking!” I sobbed, pulling him into a hug. “And don’t be sorry. You didn’t do anything!”

I said seriously then left him dumbfounded Unexpectedly, tears welled up in my eyes I feel a lot of chest pain right now and I don't know why tears won't stop in my eyes while walking they started looking at me the world really hates me "Why is the destined Alpha of Ulkira's Clan crying?"

“Hey babe, do you want to play another song…don't make that face please you know I can't stand to see you like this…it breaks my heart…you're stronger than that..you can go through anything and I will always support you… My angel stop… no don’t cry” My tears were cascading now, I thought I was used to it, that this kind of reaction wouldn't bother me anymore, I thought people wouldn't hurt me anymore. But when I saw the look of this man when Michaël told him about my handicap, the way he twisted his face, I felt something snap inside me.

He pulls me to his chest , his heartbeat a hundred times faster than it was earlier. Tightly Holding onto me, he again holds my face in his palms and pleads me. "Fuc*! Open your eyes Amara! Please!" I feel something wet falling on my face, my hazy vision giving me a distorted view of the tearing eyes of Vince. He was crying, his hands holding my face, trembling. "An...swer...me...Vince...please...." "Stop with this bullsh**! You are not leaving me! Do you hear me!"

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

“Crying in an alley while dressed up for men.” My chest hurt so badly I thought I would throw up. Nikolai still wasn’t answering. And then the sudden crash of reality hit me hard. He wasn’t coming to save me. Nobody was. Fresh tears spilled down my face. I couldn’t stop shaking. Couldn’t stop crying. “Please don’t,” I begged desperately, my voice cracking apart. “Please… please…” One of them suddenly mocked my crying sounds, laughing harder when I flinched. “Damn, he’s terrified.”

🦋 NIKITA 🦋 Crying became an anthem and fear became a close friend, I still sat in one corner, fighting a battle between my mental health and physical health. A memory of Reyna being killed by Benita flashed through my mind again, and I buried my head deeper between my laps, trembling. I felt as if I was hit by a tidal wave, my emotions crashing down on me like an unrelenting storm. Tears streamed down my face, hot and bitter, as I wept uncontrollably.

She chuckled and seeing how fragile she was suddenly looking, I decided to press further because it was hard to get her to this emotional state "Talk to me love, how are you, really?" I asked again and then suddenly tears filled her eyes and I froze instantly cause I was still expecting some resistance from her Seeing her expression changed shocked me more than almost anything because Inara didn’t cry. Ever. I had seen this girl laugh through pain, flirt through danger and mock people while bleeding but crying? Never. The tears rolled down her cheeks silently at first and then her lips trembled slightly like she was trying so hard to hold herself together.

only lately, with Sierra, but never with my family. My mother would rather eat glass than cry like this in front of anyone. Or cry at all, I think. Grandmother only cries when she’s trying to manipulate someone. My father probably hasn’t cried, ever. And I’m just numb most of the time. And thankfully, Ivy's intense emotions usually manifest in anger, not tears. I wouldn't know what the fuck to do if she ever started crying like this in front of me, to be honest. I'm crawling out of my skin right now and it's only a random girl.

My eyes widended in surprise. "Povetta you are crying."I sat beside her and pulled her onto my chest.She broke down completely when I started caressing her back. "Please don't cry.I don't know what made you this vulnerable but the girl Povetta De Niro I know,she is a fighter who never gives up on the problems she faces."I kept stroking her hairs. She cried for a while and I let her.Sometimes its best to release the pain.She sobered after few minutes of crying.