Mermaid Tears Novels & Stories

Another cry tore free from her, sharp and broken, echoing off the concrete walls. Her chest heaved violently as she gasped for air, eyes snapping up to meet mine. Her jaw clenched hard, muscles trembling, tears rolling freely down her cheeks now. Real tears. She opened her mouth as if to speak again—then thought better of it. Her lips pressed together, her head slowly slumping forward as whatever strength she had left abandoned her. My lips pressed into a hard line as my gaze dragged from her face to her bandaged legs, now soaked through, blood steadily seeping out, dripping onto the floor beneath her.

CARL Jade burst into tears the moment I finished speaking. The loud, choking sobs tore out of her throat and filled the quiet rooftop patio. Her shoulders shook violently as she covered her face with both hands. Tears streamed down her cheeks and soaked into the collar of her clothes and her whole body trembled with the force of the pain I had just dropped on her. I stood there frozen, watching her break down right in front of me. Seeing Jade cry so much made something inside my chest crack open.

Whether realized or not, round eyes with curled feathers are dripping with a clear liquid called tears. His memory is back in view of recent events where throughout the last night he just stayed and cried. Crying over his family's situation that seemed no longer harmonious for a reason and it made him a little moaning miris. How a family built up over the years has all gone awry with just the presence of a third person. The love that his parents built up over the years had to end up being an idiotic thing not to be missed in the blink of an eye due to the presence of a third person in their lives.

Arya watched in wonder as the tears streamed down Amaris' face. His tears pooled at the rim of his eyes and made their way from his beautiful blue eyes to the ground giving the illusion of a river flowing seamlessly through a forest. Drip…Drip! If anyone ever told her she was going to be in this situation today, then she'd have flung a shoe at their face but here she was, standing before a beast that was shedding tears. The culprit?....Her!

He asked. His words really distracted everyone and they focused on what the priestess had to say. "I wouldn't tell you a lie that this wouldn't recover again. In fact now it would be more frequent than usual because the Alcon wants to get out to its permanent host. The pearl only eases your pain and it can't take you more than a day," she explained. " Pearl? " " What pearls? " Jeremy and Klein asked in bewilderment. "The pearl is called the stone of tears. The stone of tears is always formed when the white wolf cries bitterly......" Then she turned to Olivia and smiled. "Ma'am, it is your tears that formed the pearls, that was why they fell from your body," she said to her.

his parting words hung heavily in the air as he disappeared into the night. Alone and fading, Serene's eyes scanned her surroundings, landing on a vase gifted by Hazel. With a dry throat and desperation in her gaze, she crawled towards it, her trembling fingers grasping the cold ceramic. The vase held more than just water; it contained the precious tears she had captured in a moment of despair, an unconventional reservoir of potential healing. Slumping against the wall, Serene succumbed to unconsciousness. The room seemed to blur as she surrendered to the healing properties of her tears, trusting in the magic of the moment to restore her strength. ***

Merlin fell to her knees and threw up, her body still heaving even after she had expelled everything in her stomach. She felt the tears prick the back of her eyes and before she knew it, they had overflowed and trickled down her face. She tried brushing them away, she didn't even know why she was crying, only that she couldn't stop. Embarrassed, she turned her face away as Zeke approached her and pulled her to her feet, turning her face to him, as he quietly studied her face.

She whispered, “Are you okay?” Mercedes burst into a laugh, but it was obvious that she was trying hard because tears trickled down her eyes. She wiped them and chuckled with red eyes while blinking rapidly. She used her hand to fan her eyes. “What’s wrong with me? I’m not usually like this. I just... I just…” Mercedes burst into tears. "Mom. I miss my mom. I miss her so much." She sniffed and kept wiping her uncontrollable tears. “I’m sorry, Rivera. This isn't about me. It should be about you. I'm so sorry.” She sniffed.

Then her lips trembled. Within seconds, tears rolled down her cheeks. Elder Maera’s eyes were already open now, and when she saw the Luna clearly, tears gathered at the corners of her eyes too. It was silent crying—The kind that hurt the most to witness. Alpha Keres shifted uncomfortably beside them, clearly affected but trying to stay composed. “Don’t stress her condition Ember,” he said gently. “Control yourself and try your hardest stay strong.” Luna Ember nodded quickly, sniffing as she wiped her tears.

Like delicate raindrops clinging to the precipice, her tears teeter on the edge, threatening to spill over and carve a path down her cheeks. Within those sorrowful eyes, one can witness the struggle of a wounded soul. They are the windows to a heart burdened by the weight of grief, loss, or loneliness. The irises, once bright and vibrant, now seem dim, as if a shadow has enveloped their natural radiance. The sparkle that once danced within them has been replaced by a haunting emptiness.