Paw Patrol Marshall Crying Novels & Stories

"Haha, you cried?" "Is that funny to you, huh?" Tears truly spilled from his eyes, sliding down his firm cheeks. As soon as he realized he was crying, he quickly looked away, cursing himself under his breath as he wiped his face roughly. "You almost died, damn it!" Seeing someone genuinely worried enough to cry for me... somehow felt so warm. Pleasant, in a strange way. He sobs, slowly trying to regain his composure, as if he'd never cried before. He cleared his throat, steadying his voice. "Right. Marco Marten called you earlier."

They turn back and look at me with a grin on their faces, “We certainly hope brother-in-law doesn’t find out.” We stop at a boulder where the crying comes from and we see a pup hugging his knees and crying into them. I crouch down and pull his hands away. He glances up at me and I notice it’s Marcel, the Head Warrior Scar, son. “Marcel sweetie, why are you out here crying? Don’t you know it’s dangerous to be alone in the woods?” He nods his head and wipes away his tears on his arm, “I’m sowi, I no do it gain.” He apologises and I nod. I pick Marcel up and put him on my side, “It’s fine sweetie, as long as you don’t do it again.”

Her deep, soulful crying. Filled with so much pain. "Come back to me...." She is crying. "Please come back to me...." I move now and meet Tyler at the door to the room where we both stand and watch Marcella clutching the body of her father....soaking the sheet with tears. "I'm so sorry..." She is crying and Tyler goes to her. He sits on the floor next to her and pulls her to him. "It's okay." He is murmuring as he hushes her. "It's okay..."

She could still feel the impact of his fists punching her until she was barely conscious. "Lily!" Dr. Marshall raised her voice, the image of Jasper shattering next to her, and she was alone with the doctor again. Dr. Marshall had knelt in front of her, her short brown hair curled and bounced against her shoulders. Her brown eyes filled with concern. That's when she finally noticed how hard she was shaking. "I'm sorry..." Tears flooded her cheeks as she brought her knees to her chest. She wanted to close up the box again, lock it tight and throw away the key. Dr. Marshall rubbed her legs reassuringly.

"Be quiet!" "Oooh… Oooh… You hit me… It hurts… You don't love me anymore…" Charlotte cried. Tears were running down her cheeks, and her eyes got red from crying. She was so miserable. Since the little girl had lived in the Valentine mansion for so long, when had Jazz ever beaten her? He could not dote on her enough. He had never seen her cry. Now the little girl was crying her eyes out. Her little face turned red. She was crying so miserably.

Doctor Syd's words made Katie's eyes watery "thank you, so much" "Are you crying, Katie?" Katie shook her head "no, no, no, I am not crying" Pascal's face darkened while watching tears falling from Katie's eyes "mate!" his wolf howled in his head, and his eyes became fiery red. Pascal clenched his fists, "mate" his wolf howled once again in his head, Katie hung up the call, and turned around to see Pascal, who quickly looked away. "um..." she was startled, wondering if Pascal is mentally handicapped, her phone started ringing in her room, and she went to get it.

Tears streamed down my cheeks, mixing with sweat as the sting on my back throbbed deeper. "Does this look familiar, Marshall?" Mayor's voice was almost gleeful as his fingers smeared along the bleeding lines he'd carved into me. Marshall leaned over my shoulder to see, and when his eyes caught sight of the wounds, his laughter filled the room.. "You fucking pierced her." "I fucking did."

“Is something wrong, baby?” He didn’t answer. But I could see the way his small shoulders shook—he was crying. My chest tightened painfully. I turned him to face me, and my heart broke when I saw the tears streaming down his cheeks. “J-Jarvis, why are you crying? Did something happen? Please tell Mama, okay? What’s wrong?” I pleaded softly. He looked up at me, then past me—his gaze falling on Chantal. I followed his line of sight. Chantal stared back, confused.

Broken. Angry. Sad. Everything at once. The tears continued building. I hated crying. Hated feeling weak. Hated showing pain. Yet Maria had been with me through everything. From the day I arrived in Tombstone. From the day my life fell apart. She never abandoned me. Not once. Marten stepped closer. Carefully. Almost cautiously. Then his thumb brushed against my cheek. Wiping away the tear before it could fall. His touch felt warm. Steady.

Some traits were hard to outgrow. "Leave me alone! Just let me die here!" Arianna cried harder, thrashing around on the ground. "Just get the hell off the -" Marcel in his haste to pull her up got kicked in the guts and he went red in the face while his eyes grew wide from the pain. But Arianna kept crying without even noticing Marcel was in pain. Marcel was so filled with anger he saw red. He wanted to skin her alive but seeing her crying made him helpless but the pain in his stomach was something else. Why was he even entertaining her whims?