Katniss Crying Novels & Stories

I had died for a year and was pushed to cross the River of Souls 99,999 times, but I could not do so as no one had given me a proper burial. The netherworld forced me to return to the mortal world for 48 hours to find someone to bury me, or my soul would vanish after 48 hours. They even started a livestream to make some income for themselves. On the first day of my return, my ex-girlfriend and the real heir of the family who hated me were about to get married. Netizens predicted that I would be malicious enough to crash the wedding for revenge, but all I did was sit in a small restaurant and order myself a delicious burger. While waiting for my food, the first sentence I said to the cam

Katarina screamed. The sound tore out of her, raw and broken, as the image of her sister drowning, of Greyson’s hands holding her down, of Cyra’s face twisted with satisfaction, ripped through every remaining piece of her. She thrashed under Cyra’s weight, sobbing and screaming at the same time, but Cyra only laughed harder.

He kneeled on one knee at the dock, holding a six-carat diamond ring and saying, "You're the only one I'll ever love, Lina." I stood in the same place, looking at the sunset, as I suddenly felt a sting in my eyes. It was then that a black Maybach suddenly pulled up behind me; the car door swung open, and someone stepped out and clamped a hand over my mouth with a chemical-soaked cloth. I fought back, but my senses failed me as I was dragged into the backseat.

Still bleeding. Kael is still cutting. He removes the gag from Clinton's neck entirely. Lets him scream properly. Lets him beg properly. Lets him cry for his daughters one more time before the end. "My girls," Clinton sobs. "Please. Please. Don't let them grow up without me. Don't let them be orphans. Please. Please." Kael doesn't answer. He just cuts. Clinton's screams are raw now. Animal. They don't sound like words anymore. Just pain. Just terror. Just the sound of a soul leaving a body piece by piece.

I can heal her with my wolf’s abilities. “Oh, Kat. Remember what I told you.” She coughs, blood coming out of her mouth. I cling to her, my vision blurred by the tears falling from my eyes. She brings her hand to my face, wiping my tears. “Don’t cry kat. I am finally free” she whispers and my voice breaks, burst out crying. “I’m so sorry” I whisper when Cassian holds her closer to his body, “Always be happy, you grumpy fool” she tells Cassian who breaks down, kissing her forehead, then I feel her heart stop.

KATNISS Minutes passed but I was still speechless and shocked. Everyone was staring at me, waiting for me to say something. But what do I say?! Right in front of me were two guys who looked just the same and I couldn't easily figure out which of them was the guy I've loved all my life and which was the stranger. "Kat," Rex grabbed my hand, wearing that gummy smile of his. It was the only way to convince me that it was really him. "You should say something."

She loves her both daughter so much, and it's so hard for her that she can't do anything to make them safe. Katniss hug his knees as she let the tears rolled down on her cheeks. She then closed her eyes and let herself remember the feelings of having Cassandra and Ertha in her arms. Katniss eyes hugged her twins tightly in her arms while the tears was rolling in his eyes. She can't define the exact feelings she had, her beloved rogue wolves was being killed by Giovanni's assassin, and now that she run here in her own packs for help, here she was being push away by them.

He could rub her back and tell her he’d never let anything happen to her. She kept trembling, though, and soon he heard her breath hitch. That was when she started crying: in deep, rolling sobs, she was crying so hard that he was afraid she’d hyperventilate. He let her cry until his shirt was soaked with her tears, but he didn’t care. He knew someone like Kat didn’t let her guard down easily. He doubted she’d cried even once since all this had started. So all the fear and anger and grief came out in one intense burst of tears that finally petered out after what seemed like an eternity.

"This wasn't an act of love but a strategic plot. It is no longer necessary." Suddenly Cassidy broke out in tears. “Unnecessary?” she repeated and sobbed uncontrollably as she wrapped her arms around her legs. Even crying she looked beautiful and untouchable. I felt a bit bad for her. "Please don't cry," Kieran began, but she sobbed harder and I began to feel awful for everything she had been through and what she must have been feeling. Tears poured down her face smearing her makeup slightly, and I reached into my pocket grabbing a tissue and walked over to her holding it out toward her.

"You seem pale. You don't even seem alright, are you okay?" I didn't know when a tear fell down my eyes. I closed my eyes, placing my head back on Alexander frame I remembered the icy demeanor Katniss showed me. I cried. My chest was beginning to hurt. Their faces, it didn't want to leave my head. I could remember their voices, one filled with anguish, as they pleaded with me to spare their lives. Kyra and Penelope died because of me. They died because I wanted to remind everyone in the palace of my position, because I wanted to make a statement.