Queen Of Tears Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When she felt the touch of latex on her skin, a strong sob shook Ye Eun's whole body. - Quiet my princess... Don't be afraid, it won't hurt, really.- he assured her, though neither in his eyes nor in his voice there was any signs of concern. Then, after putting a needle together with a syringe, he drew the right amount of liquid from the vial and approached her arm. Panic swept over the girl, so she started struggling, preventing him from inserting the needle.

Footsteps came towards me and I felt warm hands caressing my cheeks and wiping away my tears. “Oh goodness me, there is no need to cry. I promise they will make it quick.” Her Majesty the Queen said but that only made me cry even harder. “Oh, perhaps are you confused? Do you want me to explain things to you?” Queen Elise said and in hopes to find out about things, I nodded at what she said. She dried my tears once more before starting. “Well, how should I start this? From when I cut ties with her? Or when I produced the drug? Oh! I know where to start!”

The lady exclaimed in pain, "How could you do this to her?!" "Because Long Sheng Jie has its rules." He drew in his brows to stop his emotions from taking over. "This is the price for falling in love with a fallen angel, the price for betraying the entire of your species." He flapped his robe and pointed to the dead man in her embrace. "You've shed too many tears... for a creature like him." Letting out a smirk of pain, she blinked away the tears welling up in her swollen eyes. "So, in the end... it's my tears' curse?"

my grip tightened followed by a hot slap on her cheek as hot tears stung her eyes. “I’m sorry my Queen.” I pulled her up roughly as she began fidgeting on her fingers while tears streamed down her cheek which she quickly swiped at it. She knows how I hate to see her crocodile silly tears and next I see those foolish liquids I would smack her till they turn crimson. “Now tell me, have you seen the priestess, and did she get me the fertility syrup?”

Tears streamed like a broken dam. I dragged myself out and found Queen pacing around without a care of this world. I couldn’t tell how she was still here with all the commotion back there. I trudged to her and caressed her mane with my shaking hand. “You are a Queen for a reason.” I leaned and kissed her. She did great tonight too.

I wasn't the Royal wife I was anymore. I raised my hand and slapped him across the face. The sound echoed through the house. Richard stumbled back, shocked. "What the hell, Ava?!" Tears burned in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. "I hate you," I whispered, my voice trembling. "I hate every single moment I spent with you." His jaw clenched. "Where is the baby?" I didn’t answer. His gaze shifted around the room, his confusion turning into panic. "Where is my daughter?" His voice rose, growing frantic. “Where is she?”

I wanted to cry right there and then, my tears forming but I remained neutral and faced the queen. “Don’t you dare put your back to your enemy child, you’ll get killed like that.” The queen mumbled, and her hands suddenly felt like fainting. slowly, my eyesight seems to be stolen and I fell on the floor, fainting. The last thing I could see was Ace’s neutral face and the queen smirking at me. “Don’t you dare put your back to your enemy child, you’ll get killed like that.” The queen mumbled, and her hands suddenly felt like fainting. slowly, my eyesight seems to be stolen and I fell on the floor, fainting.

The thought of my family and friends brought tears to my eyes and I fell to the foot of the bed and began sobbing lightly but gradually, my tears echoed through the night. I hope it has reached the land of the dead. Laying on the floor, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. It was more hurting as the realization kept dawning on me afresh. They would pay for it. All of them. Lost in my agony, I heard the door to the room creak open. I raised my head to see the queen ‐ Laurent Blackthorn walk in. Her presence brought a chill to the room that matched the numbness in my heart.

Oh, death is too little for you… “I made you my queen…” I whisper, brushing the first of her tears away. “I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I will do anything.” She whimpers, terrified. “Look at you… You are no longer the proud queen I married.” I sigh. “Perhaps I’ll go easy on you, if you tell me, since when have you been the eyes of Nefzaan in my halls?” She doesn’t reply, her lips quivering, and I know she is conversing with her brother.

They were happy tears and I was proud of letting them stain my cheeks. "You deserve every bit of all we have done for you and I don't want you shedding tears because of any of this. All I want from you is to enjoy yourself. You are our queen so please let us be your Kings tonight?" I nodded, shaking my head hard as the tears continued to flow down my cheeks. "I'm your queen." I wiped my face with my left hand. "Good girl," Nate smiled at me.