Neuvillette Crying Novels & Stories

Yvonne's sudden breakdown made everyone present frown. She was curled up on the ground, and her hair was a mess. At first, her crying was muffled. But it gradually grew louder. Her hoarse voice made her cries sound neither sad nor angry. Instead, it actually sounded funny, like a duck quacking. Ivor turned around and kicked her shoulder. "Why are you crying like you're at a funeral? That old fart inside isn’t dead yet!" Yvonne couldn’t stop crying, and tears blurred her vision.

My Neil …. My mind went blank, as if the entire world had lost its sound. The surrounding clamor, chaos, and the remnants of battle faded away, leaving only a single thought echoing in my mind: Neil is gone. I felt a piercing pain in my chest, as if my heart were being pierced by a thousand arrows. I threw myself onto Neil’s lifeless body, clutching him tightly. I cried out loudly, tears streaming uncontrollably, my throat emitting shattered, agonized sounds. The despair felt as if it were consuming me, and I thought I might go mad.

He hesitated for a moment when he heard her sob. “Take this. It’s freezing here at night.” Einille turned her head and casually brushed her tears. “No thanks, I’ll be back to my room.” She lowered her gaze and turned back on him. Vale just stared at her walking away. He lightly shrugged and focused his attention on the blinking city lights. He prayed that Einille would feel better because for the first time he had seen her cry, his heart bleeds for her. He wanted to shoot the person that caused her such misery.

My mind stilled, and the images, still graphic in my mind, seemed a little normal now. "Lucien?" I hear a whisper at the door, and I am sure for a moment that I am hearing things. Why was I hearing Nirelle's voice at this time of night? The voice came again, still a whisper but louder this time. I stalk to the door and open it to reveal her standing there, a robe wrapped around her body and her hair a mess. Her eyes were swollen and puffy as if she had been crying. Before I can say anything, she points the phone in my face; the video is paused on Theo’s fist at Cassian’s throat. Above the progress bar: 1.8 M views, and with her head down, she murmurs. "I am sorry."

Celine's big round eyes filled with sadness had great killing power, just a blink was enough to make the words in Ron's throat drift back to his stomach. Celine looked at Ron with pitiful eyes, her eyes were swollen from crying too much, and her throat was still red from being strangled by Nelly. Celine's messy hair is messy, but does not make others feel that she is a sloppy person, Celine's big round eyes constantly blink. She smiled as she looked at Ron, a heartbreakingly sad smile, then Celine's choked voice rang out, she said.

A pair of bare-skinned arms, muscles taut around my frame. My eyes widened as I looked up and saw the underside of Neil’s hard jaw. His eyes were fixed on that broken slat in the wall, his brow furrowed. “I’m sorry,” was all he said. I couldn’t hold in the next sob that came bubbling up. Neil held me as I cried. He didn’t have to—I would have expected him not to, actually—but he did. Even though he was tense and silent as if simply waiting for me to stop blubbering, he didn’t let go.

She felt heavy… heavier than water, heavier than fear. Slowly, Violet knelt beside her and pointed at her. “She’s not breathing, Stewart. Nyla! My Nyla is not breathing.” Her lips quivered, and her hands shook vigorously. Her eyes were reddened and swollen due to the excessive tears she had released in a short time.

Neil screamed in horror looking around. The cries of the brothers were left unheard with the strong wind and rain combined as they soaked their faces searching for any signs of their lost family. While their minds went blank after making a diligent search, two cars sped fast and disappeared in the darkness. With the headlights falling on her Nikolas finally located the unmoving form of Juliet while Neil ran to Xavier in sobs. His heart was beating fast as he reached her pulse. Thankfully it was still there. “Wake up my Sweetheart. He fell on his knees and took her in his arms.

Ha-Neul was trying his best to get his sister's cheerful side back but ended up crying himself, his fair face was turning all red. Looking at her brother crying for her she stretched her right hand, wiping his tears gently. "Ha-Neul, am I that annoying?" she asked with a grim expression on her face. "NO." Ha-Neul shouted and clung to her as she hugged him back shedding her silent tears.

Suddenly Nina hears a loud baby crying. It seems Nelson is crying downstairs. "Lucien! You are a bastard. Your son is crying downstairs! You still do that!" Nelson's cry makes Nina feel sad. She pushes Lucien as hard as she can. Nelson is Lucien's baby. Hearing that Nelson is crying, Lucien stops immediately and listens carefully. It seems so! There's a crying child downstairs! But the cry is faint. If you don't listen carefully, you will never hear. The sound insulation of this room is very good. Lucien takes a strange look at Nina. This woman's ears are really sensitive!