Nezuko Cry Novels & Stories

Nikka smiled divertingly. At the other corner someone was also watching them, frowning. He was so disappointed to see Sora being defeated by just a small creature than him. “Useless.” + Inside the room, Zitrey was in complete silent. A reflection of a girl in a mirror was looking at her. Then a vioce of a kid was speaking to his head. It was the Crimson Blade.

A spark of understanding ignited in his eyes, and his gaze snapped back to mine with a newfound intensity. It was as if the mere mention of the word "Cryomancer" had triggered a memory or a connection, and Blaze's entire demeanor shifted in response. His realization was palpable, and I sensed that he was now connecting the dots between the frozen forest and the possibility of a Cryomancer's involvement.

The only reason why he'd stayed behind was because of Nazu. His stomach clenched harder and he found himself retching all over again. Nazu rubbed his back to soothe him. After a while, Nazu made him rinse his mouth and drink some water. Then, he resumed his former position. Nazu leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear. "You can cry, you know. You don't have to hold it in. You'll feel better when you let it out" she said, rubbing his back in circles. That was it for him. He let out a sob, the tears now flowing down his cheeks in floods.

Denise whispered, surprised and confounded as tears began rolling down her eyes. He chuckled softly with his hand extending to her face. “Of course, I will. Where would I go if I’ll not be returning here?” He brushed his thumb on her cheeks, wiping away the tears in her eyes. Releasing a serene calming smile. “You’re still dumb. I see.” Zaetron smiled bitterly, closing his eyes and burrowing his face in his arms on the table. Replaying that memory in his head.

He’d definitely use this to tease Kirin later. Kirin sniffled, wiping at his eyes. “I’m crying for Mr. Nelson... Sir, I know you’re hurting right now. You want to cry, but you can't.” Kevin was gone. Mr. Nelson must have been heartbroken. Yosef crushed his cigarette underfoot. “I don’t want to cry.” He looked at Kirin’s well-developed biceps and frowned. “Stop crying. It’s gross.” Kirin thought, It’s the sound of a breaking heart.

Zelos said it coldly and immediately again get me out of this place. I heard another scream from Kai. Of course, I was struggling even harder to get out of Zelos's grip. Then I saw some of Zelos's warriors starting to surround Kai. "What are you gonna do to him, Arsehole?! Let my boyfriend alone!" I hit Zelos' arm hard. There was no answer. Instead, Zelos pulled me even more forcefully. That really made me hurt and very angry. "LET GO OF ME, YOU ARSEHOLE! I'M THE FUTURE LUNA, AND I COMMAND YOU TO STOP THIS SHIT!"

The screaming finally stopped, and two balls hung over Neo's head, one filled with dark energy from the people’s thoughts, and the other a combination of hydroelectricity and dark magic. She opened her eyes which were filled with victory and she smiled at me, and then she said some spell and the two balls started rotating around each other until they joined together to form one powerful ball. “Goodbye, Azania.” She was ready to throw the ball at me when an idea popped in my head.

A cold white mist spread rapidly, and within moments, the temperature plummeted to negative fifty degrees. I screamed desperately for help, but no one answered. At first, I could still hear faint voices outside the door, but my pleas were met with nothing but indifference. "Alpha Kenneth ordered you to reflect on your actions, Luna Irene. Please don’t make things difficult for us.” "Just open the door! The freezer powered back on. It’s too cold and dark in here. Get the pack's healer now!” However, nobody responded outside. They had all left. I wrapped my arms around myself and searched for anything to keep warm.

I whispered in a hushed tone. Zoe gently tilted my chin upward, her touch firm yet comforting. “Now, cheer up… your grace,” she whispered, her voice soft yet commanding, ensuring I wouldn’t lower my gaze again. Her eyes met mine, filled with warmth and determination, as though she could transfer her strength to me. She smiled, teasing as she added, “Having a long face won’t do you any favors, will it? You wouldn’t want to be remembered like that.” She let out a laugh, light and musical, trying to lighten the mood.

He was a werewolf like Ragnar and Lennie was going to leave him because of it. “Please don’t leave me,” he cried, “Even if I am a werewolf, please don’t leave me, please.” Lennie tried hard not to roll her eyes. Zeno was kind of a perfect partner despite the fact that he was just a necklace. But if he could cry less, she would be more pleased. Gosh! What kind of man cries like that?! Every time Lennie heard Zeno cry, she wanted to punch him in the face. Thank God he didn’t actually have a face!