Pokemon Dawn Crying Novels & Stories

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.

He inhaled the minty flavor of the so-called cancer stick into his lungs. He doesn't want to cry as well, but when Dionysus' sobs became clearer and more distinct to his ears, a painful tear fell from his eyes. Then, another one fell and seconds later, he was silently weeping in the corner. Dionysus' back was facing him so he wasn't that very ashamed to cry together with his boss.

Jades pov: opening my eyes I find I'm laying in my bed and I have an arm around my waist holding me close to a strong muscle brick wall of abs I wiggle and stop when I feel another wall of muscle behind me another at my feet another sitting watching us sleep I yawn and stretch until I cause a stomach cramp wincing in pain I grown hurting again I am totally getting frustrated with this whole thing feeling emotional I started to cry I hate crying but this has been the worst thing ever I wish it would just be over I whipped my tears off I look up to Damon watching me with a concerned look on his face .

" Ahaa ...well okay ...i know you don't drink a ot and you don't take drugs and you get tried and need to sleep too ...i know all of it ...i was going to say were you crying ?" " Since when did you become pyschic Cynthia/" asked Damon . " Oh come one i am not Pyschic i am literally everything accept pyschic ...but i don't need to be psychic to tell if you were crying ..your eyes are screaming yes they cried whole night ...i know because this is how exactly how my face looks when i wake up after crying the whole night ...don't ask me why i cry ..it's mostly bceause of my an=cne though ...nevermind why were you crying .' exclaimed Cynthia .

Dad sighed as I heard crying which seemed to be coming from mom. " he is one stubborn man, so foolish. Why couldn't he have gotten over his pride and accepted his mate? None of this would have happened. Now he and Ryland are suffering and I don't even know what Ryland has to do with this but he is also feeling the pain. Both my pups are in pain and I don't know what to do." Dad. The strong and powerful man I saw him be started crying. I couldn't take it anymore so I opened my eyes to let them know that I was alright.

I took a sharp breath in. Oh goddess!.... I have a second chance mate! As I looked at him, he begins to cry harder, his shoulders move up and down as he cries. Why is he crying? Why is he on his knees like this? He's hurt, he has dried blood all over him. I kneel down in front of him and place my fingers under his chin then raise his face to mine. I look into the eyes of my mate and I'm shocked, it's Cain! "Christian?"

His nose is big and a little crooked, but the flaw makes him real; it makes the rest of him believable. I sigh as the first tear falls from my eye. For the first time in a long time, my grief is being overshadowed. Longing is now raging through me, and I don't know which emotion hurts worse. I open my arms wide before tilting my face towards the weeping sky. "Help me, love. Please help me to be strong for what is to come," I cry out for no one to hear but me. GUNNAR POV

he cried as his dad looked up at him. “I’m sorry son…mommy will not be waking up again…she went to be with her mom” Dracon said not knowing how to explain to him that his mother was dead. “No….mommy is just sleeping…” Dylan shook his head and cried harder. As Dracon looked back at her body his heart broke all over again. He let out a pained sob unable to hold it in. Vladimir ran up from where he had been in battle. He made it to the center of the circle and his eyes widened as a wave of pain hit his heart. Noah cried as he picked up Dylan and hugged him close and all heads bowed in sorrow.

Agony tore through me like a blade, each word a searing wound that cut into my heart. "He's hurt!" The words echoed like a scream inside my skull, a relentless reminder of the pain that was unfolding before me. "B—Bonbon!" My cry was a raw, guttural sound, ripped from the depths of my soul as I witnessed my small friend's suffering. "Id—Idrish strong. Id—Idrish f—f—fight!" A single tear welled up in Bonbon's eye, a shimmering testament to his anguish. Pranaiahn tears were a rarity, carrying the weight of profound longing and sorrow. Their single eyes rarely shed tears, but when they did, those tears held emotions that were both beautiful and devastating.

What do I do with a crying woman? In my world, crying means torture is working. It's good. It's progress. You cry when the pain breaks you—but that is not what’s happening here. Pearl’s sobs come from something more profound, older, festering like a wound that never healed. And there’s no victory in her crying—only grief. So I do the only thing I can think of. I hold her. I wrap my arms around her and let her cry into me. I don’t speak. I don’t move. I just… hold her. Let her use me like an anchor before she drifts off into whatever storm is swallowing her from the inside.