One Piece Crying Novels & Stories

I had seen a lot of shit in my years serving Alpha Kieran. I had seen warriors torn apart in battle, packs decimated, betrayals that ended in blood. But I had never seen a child cry like this. The sound he made was pure agony. It wasn’t just sniffling or a few tears. This was gut-wrenching, soul-deep sobbing. His tiny shoulders shook violently, his hands clutching at his own shirt like he was trying to hold himself together. His breathing hitched, turning sharp and erratic. He looked like he couldn’t even get enough air.

#Dorothy’s POV# There’s nothing left to cry, but somehow I’m still crying. My face is puffy. My lips are cracked. My chest feels caved out. My arms, limp. My legs, weak. But the tears just won’t stop. They fall in this slow, silent, constant way that makes it feel like I’m leaking from the inside out. I don’t even know what I’m crying about anymore. The babies? Rico? Joel?

How does one honor such a vow… when the man before her refuses to see her at all? I turned away without another word. By the time I reached my room, the tears I had held back could no longer be contained. They fell freely, and I struggled to suppress the sobbing when truly I felt like screaming my lungs out. I sank onto the edge of the bed, shoulders trembling faintly as I lowered my head. My gaze drifted across the room until it caught on a shard of broken mirror lying near the bed. I reached for it, hesitating only a moment before lifting it.

My knees were scraped and bleeding beneath the expensive ivory coat. “Great, just great,” I muttered, limping toward the door. “You better not leave a scar.” I followed him into the silent mansion. Then tears started getting to my eyes. “No.. This is nothing compared to the past” I will not cry.

He finally broke down and started crying like an infant. His hiccups and muffled voice of sobs filled in the room. There was no stoppage in his tears, as he kept on crying vigorously . He was in pain. He was alone. He was broken. He was awoken....... **************** Hlw dear readers.....!! Hope y'all felt was I was trying you to feel. And I am also sorry for the late update.... Well, lemme know your thoughts over the chapter. Just 2 or 3 chapters more, then we will have Neev' POV too.

I don’t know how much time had passed. I was still holding Dad’s drained body in a pool of rose-colored water. My eyes were swollen from crying. Two figures appear in front of me. They were speaking, but words, sounds, nothing was coming through. One of them knelt in front of me. He took my face in both his hands. His lips were moving but it seems like I am listening to them from underwater. Maybe I died too. Drowned in my tears and joined Dad and Mom. Can you die from crying too much? Dehydrate yourself to the point of no return? I think that’s what happened to me.

“Erza, you calm down! Leaving Caser behind is my decision and has nothing to do with you. You can scratch, bite, or even kill me if you want, but don't hurt yourself." Erza stopped; her red eyes stared at me, and she burst into tears like a baby. I had just let go of my hand when her body, like a rope, slowly slipped from my hand. She backed into a corner, bent her knees, buried her face between her knees, and cried pitifully. I touched her elbow lightly, and Erza instinctively shrank back. “I…” Her voice was hoarse from crying so much.

F-ck! “S-Scarlett…” I came to a halt and looked at Lux, but my eyes widened when I saw her crying. “Lux.” She shook her head and wiped her tears away. “The chairman has gone missing…” My eyes widen… F-ck.

I bit my trembling lips to prevent me from crying too much because I knew if I continued like that, I was going to feel sick. I dug my head into a pillow when I got into the room as I screamed into it. The pain in my chest doubled now I had more room to cry. There was an agonising pain in her head, but that didn’t make me take a break from all the crying I had done. “But what if he is not dead” my wolf said. Speaking of my wolf. She didn’t feel sad like a wolf who just lost her mate. She was so calm while I cried ugly by the side.

"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."