Naruto Cries Novels & Stories

I warned him in a voice that sounded like me but a the same time it also sounded different? Nori leaned backward as he look at the ceiling and started to laugh. He shakes his head and laughs some more and then when he looks at me he was still laughing but there were tears in his eyes. I removed the distance between us I walked toward my friend and wrap my arms around his neck as he rests his head on my shoulder and cried. I rub his back as his body trembles from all the crying. After what seemed like an hour, Nori sat up and wipe the remaining tears from his eyes.

Nathan's body falls to the ground, forgotten, and I sink to my knees so my eyes can stay on him. Beasts in their true form attack the screeching bloodsuckers, but I can't focus on my saviors. My screams have finally faded, but in their place are tears. Hot thick rivers of grief bathing my face in sorrow. Snot begins to drip from my nose, but I don't care. "Nathan," I cry as I force my body to crawl forward.

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~

Nora screamed as tears fell from her eyes. TBC

My heart bled and my eyes stung with unshed tears. No I will not cry, I won't let those bastards rejoice in seeing me cry. I bit hard on my lower lip, so hard that blood started to ooze out of it. I pressed tightly on my tummy and Nate grabbed my hands away, his head shaking as though telling me to stay calm. No, he won't. He shouldn't be telling me what to do. I lost my baby and he shouldn't tell me how to mourn her.

The tears flow uncontrollably, a river of grief that refuses to dry up. As I cry, I hear a knock at the door. It's soft, hesitant, as if the person on the other side is unsure if they should disturb me. I freeze, my heart racing with fear. Who could it be? Adrian, come to gloat over my misery? To smirk and tell me how I'm his prisoner? "Go away!" I yell, my voice hoarse from crying. I just wanted to be alone, maybe even die here. I don't even know how I feel right now... The tears wouldn't stop flowing.

Upon entering my room, I hurried to the bathroom to be to throw up, tears streaming down my face. Perhaps it was due to my lack of rest that I was experiencing such vivid visions, but it felt far too real—the cries echoed in my mind. I could still hear Gideon's voice calling out, "Luna, please come tell me what's wrong." I felt compelled to share this with Drew, yet I worried he might think I was losing my mind. However, I couldn't simply dismiss it; it was as if the children were pleading for help. Uncontrollable tears continued to flow down my cheeks.

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.

“Now we really do have to go.” “Violet…” Nara said, stopping me from getting up. “I’m so sorry…” Her eyes brimmed with tears. She pulled me into a tight hug, and I nearly fell apart. No one had ever told me they were sorry for what happened, not since my life had been stolen. I let my arms wrap around her in return, eyes closed, fighting back tears. I couldn’t fall apart now; I needed to stay focused. I’d cry later, alone, in the shower, like always.

I didn’t exactly expect him to be welcoming or thrilled by the idea but I didn’t think he’d be this against it. A moment later my bottom lip begins to tremble followed by a tear that rolls down my cheek catching on my lip I swipe at it but not before I taste bitter salt. Sniffling, I chase it down with a sip of grape juice coughing into my glass as my throat tightens. ”Jesus Christ” he groans as another tear drops and I’m full-on crying. I hear his chair scrape the tiles before Niko comes around and helps me from my chair, “I didn’t mean to make you cry”