Neytiri Crying Novels & Stories

The spell simply disappeared inside Nio's body and seemed no more harmful than if Teria’n threw flower petals at him. Nio retaliated and Teria’n fell to the ground. Wounds opened all over his body, a river of blood soaking his clothes and dripping on the ground beneath him. Teria’ns beautiful blue eyes were now just two small islands in a red ocean, staring at his cousin and not understanding what just happened. Nio's aunt screamed and crawled up to her only child. She pressed her hands to his wounds, but there were so many that she could do nothing but watch her son slowly die in agony. As Nio walked away, he was accompanied by the wailing of a grieving mother.

Fake Adrian said. Niran started screaming. And she didn't stop. Tears of agony rolled down her cheeks while she laid on the forest floor, her hands in the mud beneath her. After several, dragging minutes, she stopped. Her wrist band glowed red. More gasps were heard behind me. Niran looked devastated. "But I-"

NEHA'S POV:- I groaned in pain and tried to open my eyes. But I felt so weak that I wasn't even able to open my eyes. "Baba." My voice was barely a whisper. I was too weak to call out loud. "Baba." I called again but nothing. The pain in my head was unbearable. I winced in pain. A sob escaped my lips and tears started flowing freely. "Neha, are you okay? Why are you crying?" I heard his voice.

Tears fell from Emlin’s eyes as she continued staring at Nikini. “I never want to see you again,” Nikini said, her tone was low and threatening. Emlin said nothing; she let out a sob as she passed Nikini and left.

Niyi said, laughing out loud. I felt Kene redraw from me and I loosed my mind for a nanoseconds. "You idiot! " I screamed, tightening my hands into a fists. The guys became quite. I faced Kene, begging him with my eyes. My eyes welled up with tears, hot splashy tears came through and everything became blurry. "Is that true? " Kene asked, almost breaking down. "No, it's not," I rushed out, trying to hold on to him as I got up, but he pulled away like I was trash, like I irritated him or something.

Rykor's POV My cries reverberated through the air, each scream a visceral wail of helplessness and fury. “Nikita!” The word tore from my throat, slicing through the cacophony of voices and chaos around me. But nothing seemed real, nothing tangible except the image of Nikita's unmoving form on the cold, harsh ground. Pain speared through me, raw and unforgiving, as if her injury was mirrored in my heart.

HungryhungryHUNGRYHUNGRY! Netra took up screaming with her hissing, snarling cries and clawed at the floor hard enough to leave gouging marks. With a sigh, Anzi consigned herself to helpless acceptance and stood to go and fetch the reigning queen her next meal. Well, she thought. All right. This might as well happen.

MY BUTTERFLY ****************** CALEB’S POV ****************** My heart is heavy and burdened as I watch the woman who has come to mean everything to me wither away before my eyes. I see her pains and how she tries so hard to hide them with a smile. Sometimes I want to break down and cry but for her, I try to be strong. However when she is not watching I go to a private place and cry. They say strong men do not cry but for Angela’s sake I agree to be a weakling for her sake I agree that I am not man enough.

She’s just laying lifelessly on her bed crying like there’s no tomorrow while sleep seems a foreign concept to her. Niyati is an orphan. Her parents died when she was 15 years old. Her aunt and uncle have raised her with so much love as they didn’t have children of their own. But now nothing matters for her anymore. Naman's betrayal had left her broken in ways she cannot fathom. She’s been crying whole night and now it’s already 5 am. She thought to go outside and walk a little to calm her brain and who knows maybe she will get some inspiration for her book.

Her eyes held steady. She gave me the smallest nod. I'll hold you to that. I'll come back for you. Nero shifted back. Still massive. Still coiled. But still. Because of my voice. Because of my tears. The Dark Alpha Beast Slayer. Standing down for the woman crying his name The Chimera made a sound that might have been appreciation.