Lost One Weeping Novels & Stories

Diana lets out a wolf whimper from her lips. "It's ok... I'm here now. I will never leave you again. You're safe" I whisper. She whimpers again and I kiss her lips softly before pulling back to look in her eyes. My wolf is right there with me looking at her adoringly. Slowly her eyes fade back to her normal blue and Diana blinks a few times. "Hunter?" She whispers and I see the pain of her loss flood her thoughts, her eyes filling with tears. "Leave us" I order to the others and they silently obey leaving quickly.

The door slams shut after me and I take a moment to allow everything to sink in before starting my car and driving away. The windshield and road beyond it blur as tears fog my vision. I do my best to blink them away. When it becomes impossible to blink the tears away, I pull over along the side of the road and finally allow myself to cry. Tears stream down my face, leaving it feeling hot and sticky. I mourn the loss of my mate and the family I will never get to have.

Only the weight of what he had lost. And then, in deluge, swept an eruption of tears. Kc dropped to his knees, palms pressed into his face as the overwhelming desolation engulfed him. He let the tears run, and the grief flooded him in gigantic waves. He cried for Vanessa, for the baby they carried, for life stolen from him. But however much he cried, the emptiness never really left.

My heart couldn't take it any longer as I watched my best friend disappear in the thick fog and so I broke into tears weeping bitterly. "Layla" I whispered aware that I needed to cry a lot now because when I reached back home, the time for me to weep would have been gone. I wept to my heart's content before returning back home the same way that I went out. When I arrived at the house, the house was still the same, it wasn't as if anyone had noticed that she was gone.

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

Hazel's tears fell anew, her body trembling as she watched the sea of flowers grow, a vibrant tapestry of color and love. Noah's arm encircled her waist, his hand cradling hers as they stood together, lost in the sorrow of the moment. Mrs. Wynn's face contorted in anguish, her eyes pouring forth tears like a river. Mr. Wynn's jaw remained set, his eyes fixed on the grave, his heart heavy with the weight of his loss. Maya and Naya clung to each other, their faces etched with pain, their bodies swaying in unison as they mourned the loss of their beloved sister.

Tears welled up in her eyes, tracing silent paths down her cheeks as she succumbed to the weight of her longing. Climbing into bed, Lana curled up beneath the covers, seeking comfort and solace in the darkness. The sun's gentle glow bathed the room, casting a soft luminescence upon her tear-stained face. Sobs wracked her body, releasing the anguish and longing that had built up within her. In the silence of the morning, Lana allowed herself to grieve, the tears a bittersweet testament to the depth of her love. The ache in her heart seemed to radiate through her very being, a constant reminder of the void left in Tyler's absence.

I murmured, my voice choked with emotion. Together, we sat in the quiet room, embracing the shared sorrow that hung in the air. The loss of Sena, a mother to my son, cast a profound shadow over his life. In the silence, broken only by the soft sounds of sniffles, we found solace in each other's presence, a fragile thread of strength woven through the fabric of grief.

I manage to whisper after about thirty seconds of silent weeping, and he freezes. He finally looks at me, and regrets cloud his pale blue eyes. I shake my head as his mouth opens. "It's fine. Just go," I whisper, and he nods. He walks out silently, and I close my eyes. Why does it hurt so bad to lose someone I never had?

I scream in anguish as my daughter disappears after just learning she is alive. A deafening silence descends upon the clearing, broken only by my anguished cry echoing through the night. Alena, our precious daughter, is gone once again, stolen away by the malevolent force that seeks to claim her soul. Tears well in my eyes as I grapple with the crushing weight of loss and despair. Levi, Adrian, and Blake stand by my side, their expressions mirroring my grief as we stare into the space where Alena had been moments before. The forest seems to hold its breath, as if even nature itself mourns the injustice that has befallen us.