Luffy Cry Novels & Stories

Using his small hands, he tried to wipe the tears away from his face. "What happened?" I asked, and Lazarus shifted his calm gaze towards me. When Luzon heard my voice, he promptly ran towards me and wrapped his little arms around my waist. He buried his wet face against my flat stomach and rubbed his cheek on the soft fabric of my clothes, as if wiping away his tears wasn't enough. "Baby, why are you crying, hmm?" I asked gently, while I ran my fingers through his newly styled hair. I tried to look at his face, but he pressed it closer to my belly.

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Why the fuck could I not fight him off? He said nothing, just wiped my tears with his thumb. "I'm sorry." The sincerity in his eyes, the regret on his face and the incessant pounding within my chest drained every fight and defiance left in me. And for the first time since I could remember, I broke down before a man and cried. "Why am I even doing this, Laia? Why am I crying? I don't cry." I connected Laia through our telepathic link while still making an embarrassing mess of myself before Armando.

Nami's question made she choke on water that had not actually entered her throat. "Uhh, drink slowly, Sha" Nami scolded her, grabbed a tissue and started wiping her mouth. Again, she could only roll her eyes, letting Nami do whatever she pleases. She is too lazy to stop Nami and explain anything. Her energy was completely at zero after staying up all night and crying all night. Yes, she is crying..

Even if the entire room hadn’t noticed, it didn’t matter; her audience had. And that was enough. Swallowing the wave of anger rising within me, I turned and hurried away. By the time I reached my room, my vision had blurred with tears. I pushed the door shut harder than I meant to; the sound echoed, too loud for the quiet space. And then I broke. The tears came all at once, hot and unrestrained, slipping down my cheeks, over my lips, and soaking into the neckline of the ruined dress. My shoulders shook violently as my body quivered.

one of the males says, and I attempt to smile. I try to pull on my happy face just one more time, so they all know I haven't been broken, but my lips waver. "Oh sweetheart, it's okay to show sadness. You are so strong all the time; it's okay to break down every once in a while," Lydia says from just over Melanie's shoulder, and I sniffle before breaking down again, completely for all of them to see. "I can't believe I am supposed to be your new Luna, and because of them, I don't get to be," I sob, sounding like a five-year-old pup.

I wanted to break free, to scream, but the lessons had taken that away from me too. *** I turned to see tears streaming down Lyron's face. “Please don't cry for me. It's just sad if you do.” “But–” “Shhh.” “O–ok,continue.”

I said weakly. “Lyl…” I turned my back on him and immediately left that hidden place. As I was walking, I ran into Keano and Lira. “Lyl! Lyl!” Keano called out to me, so I quickly wiped my tears. “We’ve been—Lyl, are you crying? Why do you have so many scratches?” “Ah? No. Just something in my eye,” I lied. “This? It’s nothing. Are you guys heading home?”

He said, with tears, filling his eyes up. He couldn’t stop the tears from filling his eyes up and didn’t feel strong enough to fight it back, from rolling down his cheek. Suddenly, he gave in to the pain and cried hard. Lucien and Liam came in and met him in that state, and then they embraced him in a hug and allowed him to cry out, until he felt much better, and calmed down.

Whenever his wolf got a scratch from a tree or a bump from a rock and he did not cry, I would always be the first pup to start bawling my eyes out. He lets out a soft laugh. He pulls my hands away from my mouth and kisses the wet tears on my cheeks. "Are you feeling sad for my old cuts, Lanka? Are you being a silly little wolf? They are all healed up now. They do not hurt your alpha at all. There, there, stop the tears." His voice is so gentle it makes me want to cry even harder. I squeeze my hands into tight balls and look up into his eyes. "You are right. It is not worth crying over."