My Tears Burn My Eyes Novels & Stories

Something burned at the back of my eyes. “The tears! Finally!” I thought to myself as I squeezed my eyes shut to fasten the process. Nothing came. Not a tear dropped. My world was bleak and dreary, and you know what? I wanted to remain there forever.

My eyes burned, and I blinked rapidly, refusing to cry. No, but the tears came rushing down my eyes

“Do you still want to go?” Tears flood my vision. But it's not because I'm in pain. The burning desire that ignites in my cunt spreads through my body, seeps out of every slutty pore on my skin… Forms a load of hot creamy wetness that pumps out of my pussy, sticking my soft organ to my pants. And my eyes, they keep tearing up. “I thought as much.” He chuckles and bites! “Oh. Fuck…” I slap my palm to my lips to shut myself up.

Kat’s POV I glared at him through the blur of my tears, every muscle in my body trembling with a mix of fear, grief, and fury. The air around us felt heavy, thick with the smell of burned flesh and ashes from what Malakar had done. My throat burned from screaming, my voice hoarse, but I still forced the words out through clenched teeth. “You’ll regret this,” I whispered, though my voice cracked halfway through. My eyes stung as another tear slipped down my cheek.

What was wrong with me? I wanted to cry. To sob. But in this form, I couldn’t. Still, my tear ducts tingled, like they were filling with something. My eyes burned. And the longer I thought about everything—the more I stewed in my grief, my guilt, my rage—the hotter that burning became. A sudden, penetrating heat burned behind my eyes and cut through the despair like a firecracker. I sucked in a breath as a strange sensation pulsed through me, anger, grief, regret all coiling into something hot. Something alive.

I wiped my tears roughly, my eyes burning with hatred as I started the car. This wasn’t the end, not even close.

It’s like burning, I can’t take it anymore. Through my lashes, and frightened me. I’m trying to keep my eye closed so I don’t get anything in it. It has blood in it. However, it was too late. Moreover, despite the fact that I first tried to dry my eye with my hand, then with the sleeve of my crocheted cardigan. When it got in, the cardigan started to burn. My eyeball came into contact with something.

Maybe tears of blood. Mom? I closed my eyes, sniffling. My eyes burned, and I felt the tears starting. Everything hurt so much. They were going to catch me. There was no way I could outrun them if they were on the next platform. There was no way I could avoid them.

He looked my way. My eyes brimmed. He kept staring at me blanky. Tears flowed out my eyes. He looked away from me as he opened his car door and entered. The girl entered too. They drive away. I move away from the window, walking towards my bed. Tears flowed. Sky came to me, looking at me with sad eyes. It made me sob. He whined. I hugy him tightly. I let it all out. This stings so bad. So terrible.

My eyes clouding back up with more shitty tears, with pain dancing inside me I shifted my burning gaze back at his face, but immediately I did and immediately he saw my tears, he tries to yet again come close and touch me, that I would never let him do anymore. "Iris" Rasing his fingers up with his light eyes still pierced right on mine, he tries to wipe the tears away from my eyes, but with the rage and awful pain burning inside me, I stopped him halfway as I pushed his hands back. Pushing his hands away from myself, as fast as my legs could carry I lifted it up and staggered a step back away from him, away from the one person that has now hurt me so badly beyond repair Staggering my legs a