Joker Cry Novels & Stories

“Oh my god! I-I-I---!” I didn’t understand what was happening to me. Suddenly, I was crying. Like some lost blond idiot in the movies, I broke down crying and sobbing. Like that was going to help the situation… Why…? “Grace!” Cracker’s voice came again, this time fully alarmed. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” “I just saw them!” I pressed out between my trembling lips, and the whispered scream seemed to echo in the darkness that surrounded me. “They killed someone!”

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I whisper to myself. Author p.o.v Someone sitting in a dark room looking at crying Jade on the screen . The guy got up and roamed his hand on the screen ... " ...don't cry baby please don't cry , it hurts me to see you like this , I promise you I will get you soon and I will never let you cry again . I love you Jade , you are mine only mine " He kissed the screen like a crazy lover . " Boss, everything is ready, " He told me.

“Please… open the goddamn door… “ The door creaked, followed by a peeking glance from the person inside, his eyes were red and there was still the trace of tears that streamed down in his cheeks. Yenn gave him a short look then he turned away avoiding his gaze. “Yenn?” Jiwoon widen his eyes, he didn’t expect him to be crying right now. “What? Are you gonna make fun of me again? Go on, I don’t care anymore.” He snorted at him. “No. Why are you crying?”

Like I was a baby goat he was about to slaughter. His eyes were wide, unblinking and glassy with something deranged and hungry. It scared me more than the blood-crusted saw gripped tight in his other hand, its teeth glinting under the harsh fluorescent light. “Please… please… I’m sorry… I’m not—” The words tumbled out, frantic, but they were cut off when he threw his head back and laughed. It was a wet, tearing sound that ricocheted off the walls, filled the room, drowned everything else. He laughed so hard he doubled over, clutching his stomach, the sound manic and unhinged like the Joker tormenting Harley Quinn, except this wasn’t a performance.

"You're both crying, you're doing the whole 'I love you more' thing, it's adorable and nauseating in equal measure." "Are you trying to make this harder?" I demanded while wiping my face. "I'm trying to make it less depressing," Jayce corrected. "Because if I don't joke I'm going to start crying too." "You're already crying," Liam pointed out while gesturing to Jayce's wet cheeks. "Shut up," Jayce muttered while roughly wiping his eyes. "These are manly tears." "There's no such thing as manly tears," Ryan called from the truck. "Tears are just tears."

He felt as though the door would break open and a horde of zombies would enter, killing them all. He tried his best to keep his focus on the screen, ignoring the muffled noise around him. However, when he heard a low growling beside him, he turned to look at Jade and he began screaming at the top of his lungs. Jade had somehow managed to make herself look like a zombie in the few minutes he was gone. She had plunged at him like she wanted to bite him when he looked at her and as he screamed, she couldn't help but laugh.

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" ~

That woman was too evil and vicious! "Mom." Jerry cried even harder when he saw Jenna. He cried loudly and stretched his arms out to her. Jerry's entire body was drenched, and no one could tell whether he was wet from the water or tears. His face was covered in tears, and his lips pouted, as he cried in fear and sadness. When he saw Jenna, his cries turned worse.

I was giving her plenty of reasons to. “You sound really pathetic. The man’s dick got you in a chokehold this much.” She mocked, her can of beer fizzled as it opened, and she took a few gulps. “Listen,” she said, finally calming down with small sighs. I could feel my eyes shaking in their sockets, struggling to hold back the tears that threatened to pour from my eyes. How many times was I going to cry? Cry over a man that... “He’s not yours.” Jenny reminded me.