Mermaid Tears Novels & Stories

The money I had left was less than ten thousand naira after sending most of it to my mom. After cleaning my room and taking a bath, I felt empty. This wasn’t my body anymore, it felt foreign, like something had been stolen and could never be returned. As I stepped out of my room again, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I turned back and threw myself onto the bed, my knees hitting the floor. My body shook with agony. But no amount of tears could bring back who I was before. It was gone, and gone forever.

He said the smell of cooking oil on my skin made him sick. One time, I bought myself a birthday cake to celebrate with him. But he threw it straight in the trash just because I'd set it on the floor for a second while unlocking the door. "Trash is where filth belongs, and that's where you belong, too." Then, why did all his rules go out the window when it came to Vivian? My eyes stung. I tilted my head back, blinking hard at the sky to hold back the tears. But then it hit me—the dead couldn't cry. I was a spirit trapped between worlds, maybe because my attachment ran too deep to let me move on.

I use hot tears as a negative indicator that it is raining since the droplets are quite chilly. Perhaps it's simply passion, a craving for Lesley's company. When I heard it from Remon, I continuously clutched my stomach and sucked my breath away. Everything that was on my mind, everything that was clinging to what I was feeling and dreaming of, all of it fell at the same time and lost its supporting structure and support. I couldn't stop crying because I was having so much chest agony. It's all right. Then I turned around and covered my mouth to keep the tears from streaming down my face at his expense.

“How could she be dead? It was just medicine texts. Aithne went through them loads of times and nothing ever happened…” But I wouldn’t answer him anymore. Once upon a time, I would have wiped away his tears. But now, I could no longer touch them. And I didn’t want to, either. His tears had come far too late. Several elders flew over in no time. By then, Parents were crying so hard that they couldn't breathe properly—Mother had even fainted. The head priestess saw the scene and her face twisted with shock and blazing fury. Only Aithne stood to the side, fists clenched, her expression truly terrifying.

He didn't tell me exactly what but he was sure that Meredith is going to tell me soon. After 15 minutes Meredith calls me to meet again as Hudson knew she would tell me I'm pretty excited. When I see them from far I get even more excited to know but when I finally notice her look I see tears. Her eyes are bloodshot and she wipes her tears with her right wrist. Then she walks faster than Kerem and hugs me tightly. What did the hell happen? ... (to be continued)

It was then that all her memories of before came tumbling in her head. Her body then slides down to the white-tiled that was floor of the bathroom. Her head resting on the cabinet that the sink was in. she began to cry hot and angry tears. But what is done is done. Plus it was only time before he would have claimed her anyways. But still, she had hoped that they could start an actual relationship beforehand.

I was so mad. I don't know where that madness was coming from. But I feel so heavy that I feel like I might shrink under the ground. I wanted to shed a tear, but nothing is coming out. I wanted to burst into tears, but there was something inside me saying NO! A single tear is not worth it to give to this woman. Raven got near me, and she held my hands while the old woman was shaking in tears.

Overwhelmed with emotions, tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks. Caught in the mesmerizing moment, Adams glanced at Clara, his eyes sparkling with tenderness. The sight of her tears tugged at his heart. Clara was taken aback by her own tears. She couldn't fully explain why she was crying, but it felt like the most genuine and raw expression of her overwhelming happiness and connection in that very moment. As the tears cascaded down her face, Adams, still playing the piano, leaned closer and tenderly kissed each tear away. His gesture spoke volumes of his love and understanding.

" I said as I packed our stuffs making Bell confused. "Theo. Talk to me what's wrong? What's happening?" She asked as she stood watching me move from the cabinets to our suitcase. I didn't answer so she stood in front of me and made me look into her eyes. "Teddy tell me what's wrong?" She asked gently and before I knew it something came out of my eyes. The tears kept on flowing and I touched them and looked at Bell. "What are these? Why is it so good yet so painful?" "Oh baby. Those are called tears and they come out when we are in so much pain that we can't endure it anymore." She said making me hug her.

She laughed, that beautiful, carefree laugh that made everything else fade away, and I felt the tears burning in my eyes, hot and unexpected. “Mama, why are you crying?” she asked, peeking out of the rocket ship. “I’m not crying, baby. I’m just happy.” “Happy tears?” “Happy tears.” She climbed out of the rocket ship and threw her arms around my neck, hugging me tight. “I love you, Mama.” “I love you too, baby. More than anything.” Merald was watching us again, his eyes soft, his smile gentle, and I didn’t look away, didn’t hide from his gaze, didn’t pretend that I didn’t see the love in his eyes.