Naruto Cries Novels & Stories

I am not that strong to handle the things that are happening to me right now. "Don't cry. Crying means weakness." Lohrton spoke. I faced the ground, i saw droplets of tears in the dry leaves. Lohrton is right, crying means weakness. I turn myself to him. He can see me crying. He's the first man who ever saw me crying. I hate this.

“Please… open the goddamn door… “ The door creaked, followed by a peeking glance from the person inside, his eyes were red and there was still the trace of tears that streamed down in his cheeks. Yenn gave him a short look then he turned away avoiding his gaze. “Yenn?” Jiwoon widen his eyes, he didn’t expect him to be crying right now. “What? Are you gonna make fun of me again? Go on, I don’t care anymore.” He snorted at him. “No. Why are you crying?”

had fallen to. “Kakeru?” Hiro-san frowned when I averted my eyes and bit my lower lip. “Kakeru.” “I…” I looked at him, unable to hold the tears back from surfacing anymore. The back of my nose stung. “What should I do?” To say the least, he looked shocked. In between all this, he had probably not expected me, of all people, to cry. I mean, I had not expected me to cry either. But the fact remained that I did and it was as though I could no longer keep myself together. I held onto the little girl I had in my arms, praying that I would not wake her up. I had not intended to but I had ended up crying anyway.

Then. He lowered the dagger. "...Interesting." Everyone in the hall gasped. Even Riven looked surprised. "Why are you crying?" His voice was calm. Somehow... That made it even scarier. "Why wouldn't I cry?" I gritted through clenched teeth, glaring at him. Then, almost instantly, I switched back to my pitiful expression. A single tear rolled down my cheek. "I've suffered enough for one day..." For a long moment, Nerien simply stared at me.

asked Nara's mind, which was very hurt when she kept remembering this. She wanted to howl, scream and sob sadly. But she didn't dare to do it. Her father was too cruel to her. She will not hesitate to punish Nara if she does that and the slightest mistake. The dew in her eyes began to harden, forming like clear and holy crystals in her eyelids. Waiting to fall. The sobs began to sound, Nara could no longer hold back how bitter her life had been. There is no beauty in his journey of life. Tes.

It’s more than one person should ever bear. Out of nowhere, Dario retreats and Kane sinks to the floor. He pulls his legs up to his chest and throws his arms over his head, grabbing the back of his neck. I’ve seen him cry before -- when Shay died -- but not like this. It's the helpless tears of utter despair. He was quiet, but his whole body shook, and every so often, he let out a soft sigh. My heart shatters, seeing my beautiful, strong mate come apart like that.

"Ismael Kiplimo!" He witnessed a shocked frightened look in her eyes. A shock of realization. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was obvious she was going to cry. She shrank down the couch and lowered her eyes covering them with a leso and broke into tears. She shamelessly cried like a little kid. Mary crossed over to comfort her. "Don't cry sis. It is alright."

Nathan’s voice cracked as he finally spoke, his words barely audible through his choked sobs. The dam of emotion that had been holding back for so long burst forth, and he collapsed onto his knees, covering his face with trembling hands. His cries, deep and anguished, filled the room and echoed off the walls, a raw testament to the years of pain and torment he had endured in silence. Each gasp was jagged, each sob a note of grief mixed with the fragile hope that justice was finally within reach.

The Dark One dropped Feryt to the ground now, still holding her heart in his hand— I watched her body land lifelessly on the ground… and I let out the loudest cry ever. “Nooooooo!” My screaming continued for several seconds as I poured out all the volume of air given to me and emptied my lungs… and then when I was done, when my lungs could no longer offer air, my face fell to the ground and I started to heave heavily. I heaved with tears pouring furiously out of my eyes while my wet hair, due to the rain, fell and shielded my face from view. — My eyes stung me like hell but the pain I was feeling in my heart was unexplainable.

I wipe snot from my nose, unable to control the flow of tears, my mom's face flashes in my memory and I cry harder, remembering her death, how I had come to be a slave in this pack, how I wish my mom was still alive. My legs give out and I crumble from the squat position I was in, sitting on the bare ground, unable to stop crying, tremors wrack my body as the tears flow harder and harder. My shoulders are shaking so hard, it's rattling my bones, I guess everything is just too much for me to handle at once and this is my body's way of trying to find relief, regardless, I cry until I feel like my voice is gone, my throat is scratchy and my eyes are drooping.