Rayleigh Cries Novels & Stories

She clung to Klara, her body wracked with silent sobs. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Klara finally asked when she noticed Reyana was still crying. Reyana didn't respond. Her eyes were red and swollen. "How long have you been up? Your eyes are already swollen," Reagan said, drawing closer to the bed, concern etched on his face. Taking a shuddering breath, Reyana attempted to speak, but her voice came as a strangled sob. "I… I can't…" she stammered, the words catching in her throat. Fresh waves of tears welled up, blurring her vision.

"Of course, I'm on your side. I'll always remember everything you've done for me. I'm honestly just worried about you. "The online noise is badly affecting the company. Maybe… you could compromise a little? You know, offer a small allowance first to calm the others down? Sometimes, it's better to go with the flow rather than fight it. Don't you think so?" Layla wasn't here to support me. She was their messenger, testing my limit and using my kindness to persuade me into surrendering to their greed. Just then, Claire burst through the door, her face ashen. "Ms. Cooper, bad news! Keira's post just got shared by several influencers with millions of followers! It's already in the top ten trendin

Always pressing in. Ryleigh dragged herself toward the cot, her limbs shaking from the effort. Each breath hurt. Her ribs throbbed from where Margaret’s guard had grabbed and slammed her, her throat bruised and tender. She sat with her back against the wall, knees pulled to her chest, arms wrapped around them. And she broke. There was no strength left to hold back the storm. Her cries were hoarse and raw, sounding more animal than human. Her entire body shuddered with the weight of it—grief, fear, humiliation, and a pain that had nothing to do with bruises or cracked skin.

Rayleigh. "Hello..." My voice was hoarse. I'd been crying. Again. I was also breaking my promise to Jean by crying and accepting my weakness. "I'm outside your room, Elaine. I've been knocking." He said calmly. "O-oh..." I scrambled to my feet, wiping tears away and patting my cheeks. Shouldn't look like I've been crying. "Sorry, it's just...I've been scrolling on the phone, haha." I lied, dangling the phone between us. I invited him in.

she rasped, her voice barely audible. The men didn’t answer. They advanced toward her silently, their eyes cold and unyielding. Rhea closed her eyes, bracing herself for the end. But instead of succumbing to despair, a surge of energy erupted from within her. A scream tore from her throat, raw and primal, carrying with it a powerful shockwave. The force was immense, sending the men flying backward. Trees snapped and fell, and the ground trembled under the sheer intensity of her cry. When the wave subsided, the men lay motionless, their bodies broken.

I felt beads of sweat forming on my forehead as he moved closer to me. “Who is Riya?” “Oh, Riya?. She's Someone I met at the heaven’s gate before the moon goddess asked me to go back” “What are you saying?You met who?” He suddenly looked pale, flushed white like he just saw a ghost. “I saw Riya at the heaven's gate, she's the prettiest ghost I've ever seen.” Lucians fingers were shaking, he continued to wipe the sweat off his hand on his pants. He folded his fist, then released it to wipe on his pants again.

He asked in a dangerous tone, seeing Justine towering over a now crying Riya. The brunet finally snapped out of his rage, hearing Ray's voice. He turned to look, eyes wide seeing Ray's stern face. "ray.." Riya called out, tears cascading down her face like waterfalls. She was a crying mess, looking too pitiful, but Justine knew better. She stood, running toward Ray as she cried on his chest. "H-he attacked me.. Ray. H-he.." She sobbed, choking on her words. Justine rolled his eyes at her acting. He gazed at the Ray who's now glaring at him.

Crystal took a deep breath, the scent of him offering a momentary comfort, before her emotions overwhelmed her, and she burst into tears. Ryke held her in silence, allowing her the space to let out her fear and anguish. His reassuring touch conveyed both strength and empathy, allowing Crystal to gather herself before attempting to speak. "What happened?" Ryke's voice was gentle. Between shaky breaths and tears, Crystal recounted the harrowing events. "Chloe... she collapsed. She couldn't breathe... something went wrong after we were drinking... the hospital... they're with her... I don't know what happened..." Her words were punctuated by sobs, her voice quivering with raw emotion.

Biting, clawing, striking, as his friend blocked, dodged, took hits, swung back. Tears filled his eyes. Reyland’s head turned to the night sky as he cried out. Everything that had been building up in him poured out. They were lost. His father would not reach them in time. Everything had been wasted. The young prince wailed in a voice none of his men had ever heard before, except for Jackson. Every shifter in the bloody clearing, Jackson included, froze for a half second. The sound was ethereal. It seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere.

Her bag slipped from her hands, and she dropped onto the stool, allowing the relentless tears to roll freely down her cheeks. “I didn’t mean to, ma’am, please.” Kailani’s plea echoed in her head, making it throb painfully. “Eureka?” Raymond’s voice jolted her. She looked up at him, her heart skipping a beat as their eyes met. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” he asked, his tone soft. She opened her mouth to respond, but no words came. Instead, more tears streamed down her face. “You know you can talk to me.” He cupped her face with one hand.