Mavis Crying Mga Nobela at Kwento

She asked herself as she stood rooted to the spot. “Dada," Maía said as she runs off to him. “Maía wait!" Zendaya called but it was too late. Maía stood watching him kiss Carlotta. “Who's a child is that?" Carlotta said as they broke the kiss-off. “Dada." She said again giggling. “Maía, where's mom?" He asked. “I'm here, Maía lets go." She carried the crying child away from them. Luciano didn't say anything to her, he was tired of speeding lies.

“Damn heartburn.” “I hear you’re asking Chloe—” I broke off. “Mavis? Are you OK?” She stared at me, and I thought she was having a heart attack. She shook her head and raised trembling hands to her face. My stomach exploded in pain, and I vomited up the tea I had just drunk. I fell to the ground, my whole body shaking violently, my teacup shattering on the path, and I saw Mavis writhing next to me. Another wave of pain came on, and my bowls released.

"If you haven't seen it, how can you claim to be a beauty? Are you treating us as children your age so you can cheat? I don't mind stitching up your eyes if you're like this." After hearing that, Mavis burst into tears again; she vehemently shook her head. "What I say is true; although I can't see her face, her figure is stunning, and her clothes are also beautiful."

I noticed a figure on my left and stopped right in my tracks when I saw it was Mia. Drew rushed forward when I realised that she had tears in her eyes, and Mia never cries, not out here where anyone could see her. What the hell happened? “Who the fuck made her cry?” Drew growled and tried to push forward but I held him back. “Mia?” I called to her and she stopped in her tracks, throwing a glance behind her and my eyes followed, noticing that’s where Ryan’s room was located. I lost all sense in that very moment, forgetting why I was even there and charged towards the room. I felt my finger nails turn into claws, heat radiating from my hands; I am going to kill that little rat!

Linking my arm with Caleb's, I turned and walked away. Behind us, Adrian let out a low, pained groan. He slumped by the door, slowly sinking to his knees. The sheer agony in his eyes extinguished every last spark of light within them. I heard that when Rosalind tried to push him toward the 100th-day celebration, he flipped a table and slapped her across the face. "You bitch! You made me lose Colleen. Give me the child, and stay out of our lives from now on! I never want to see you again."

But a click from Xander made them move like robots with a controller. Gabbie roamed her eyes to see the maids who are still in their spots, very scared to move an inch. Some thought runs to her mind whether they've been constantly seeing this kind of viciousness inside this house? Because if that's not the case, why is she the only one crying? She is now a crying mess.

Tears falling like an neverending waterfall from my eyes. I didn't have to mindlink my father, he already knewn she was gone by the snapping of the mate bond, letting him known she was dead. The screams I heard from my father that night were sounds you would never think a grown man could make. His screams mirroring that of a banshee, ear piercing cries rang through out the bathroom, bouncing off the silver tile walls.

She wasn't okay, none of us were. "Now, I sincerely doubt that." I said getting or more like trying to get comfy on the cold hard ground. She turned her back to us, no doubt wanting to prevent me from reading her actual emotions from her face. I turned and saw that Mavis had already curled herself into a ball while Rose and I spoke and was crying to herself. Now that I was paying attention to her, I could feel her agony coming up in waves. I didn't have words for her. I didn't know what to say to comfort her. So I simply moved in and hugged her.

Sadie screamed as she used her hands to try and cover up her breasts and lower area. I immediately covered my eyes in horror as I tried to push past her. This was not going to be another time when Sadie would be nude. She managed to squeeze into the bathroom and lock the door once she got in, leaving traumatised. Feeling disgusted and traumatised, once again, I headed straight for the tiny room to drop off my bags and belongings.

He noticed one by one, then looked at me who was still weak. "Is this what you've been doing all this time?" he asked, showing the paper in his hand. "Yes. But, it's all useless," I said softly, with tears already floating. Somehow I want to cry and tears drip by itself. All my plans about this place had to fail. "Hey....why are you crying, Honey!" he shouted in surprise and came straight to me and sat next to me. “Rani, don't cry. "I-I don't want to be sad, Mas. But I don't know why I'm like this...." I said while still sobbing. I don't understand either, why can't this heart be controlled?