Piccolo Crying Novels & Stories

He yawns badly in my arms making me chuckled. He opened his eyes with a shrill cry and rubbed softly to calm him, but failed. He is crying lightly in my arms and I tried to coax him but his wailing increased. "He must be hungry," I heard a hoarse voice of my little peach. "So Master Elliot Liam Matthews is crying for a milk," I gave her a teasing smile and helped her to sit suitably.

she stood and walked away Caleb went to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind, she did not jerk him off, but did not speak to him either. “I love you Sophie and I always have, I want to be your husband for real this time. I promise to love you till eternity. He kissed the nape of her neck, her soft cheeks then turned her to face him. His lips met with hers, slowly at first they kissed, he slid his tongue into her mouth and a soft moan escaped her. Sophie separated the kiss and Caleb looked at her questionably. “The baby...the baby is crying.” “Our baby is crying.” Caleb corrected drawing a burst of soft laughter from both of them. THE END

The boy replied sadly, the excitement in his eyes melting away instantly —his eyes became shallow, like they lost the emotion inside it. Aunt Elsie was furious at his quiet reply but managed to still smile at him. “You can't tell me it's nothing. Why were you crying?” She managed to sound friendly as she squatted down to his size. “Graciela told me how hard you've become in the last few days. Now tell me, boy, what's wrong?”

Her broken voice and tears made the brothers chest tightened which they didn't want to feel but couldn't control the feeling. "Shhh. Don't cry Pequeña bebe. No one will hurt you. We won't let anyone hurt you." he said swaying her left to right trying to calm her down. "T-t-they removed my c-clothes in front of anyone. I-I-I didn't like it." she said crying more which made Emiliano to clench his jaw remembering that scene again. They didn't do well doing that to her and they will have to pay for that.

3rd Person's POV Flowers were thrown left and right as the coffin slowly goes down the ground. Sound of sobs, weeps, and loud cries are heard around. Gabbie is holding her mother who cannot be calmed as she is draining herself with her nonstop tears coming out. Gabbie was sitting silently as she stare at nowhere. She cannot even realize that her tears are flowing on their own and wetting her cheeks. She doesn't understand any of the happenings. It was too fast and she can't ride on it. She must be walking too slow.

It was the first they ever saw the boy be so low. “So, you can’t paint,” Nicoli repeated, feeling new tears spring up. “Then I’ll…just,” No, he didn’t want to cry, not in front of them. But it was happening, and he moved to press his hands on the side of his head. All this crying was giving him a terrible headache. “Oh, wait,” Philpé immediately distressed upon seeing him cry, finding himself trying to appease. “please don’t!” And he motioned for his assistant to help.

I Screamed . " Aria " Grace cried as she tried to pull me close but I kept screaming badly . " Frederico ! .. .. Frederico please come back to us don't do this to me please don't die on me like this " I cried badly and Kris pulled Sergio who burst out crying with all of us . Massimo walked out on us not wanting to espose too much of his emotions . Emelio just stared at me blankly as I cried probably still in shock of the news .

He must have thought he was in the proper position because he began moving his little arms and legs back and forth as if he were crawling, yet he remained in the same spot; if anything, he resembled a turtle on the beach, only with far less grace. The chuckle that leaves my lips is wholly uncontrolled; he looked like a beetle, and even the expression on his face mirrored his determination, yet his small and undeveloped body persistently betrayed him. My laugh must have grown too loud and uncontrolled, for his little face scrunched before he opened his toothless mouth, and small cries that seemed to hint at something left him. Oh god, he looks even uglier crying. I do not understand how such

His voice cracks as he continues to cry brokenheartedly. Milo pulled both of his hands to his face and cried against his palms as he leans over the piano. He literally broke down in tears and how it was breaking our hearts seeing the youngest in the band becoming like this. He pushed his hair off his face as he wipes his tears from his cheeks as he tries to breathe normally.

I pass the baby to him. Niko cradles Angelo to his chest with one arm, the other going to the back of his head. “Why are you crying? Hmm? You're a big boy and big boys don’t cry" He murmured lowly but I heard him as I am close to the door "Why don’t you come with me, let's give your mama some peace yes? That’s a good boy” he mummers to a still crying Angelo who is now looking at his papa, a fat tear hanging on his eyelash.