Rayleigh Crying Novels & Stories

she faked cries with crocodile tears, making Ryley to glare Valen with the worst of his expressions. This turned poor Valen still. She gulped her saliva yet not leaving her courage. "You will never listen, will you! I will show you now!" Ryley tried to get up, but Hazel didn’t let him. She snuggled more in his chest, yelling as loud as she can on top of her voice.

My heels were high, and I didn't wait for him, walking fast toward the mansion entrance. —- “Hey, watch it. You’ll hurt yourself if you keep…” He didn’t even finish the warning before my heel caught on the cobblestone drive. I pitched forward, hitting the ground hard. My knees screamed in pain, the impact jarring my whole body. A sharp cry escaped me, and I closed my eyes, blinking against the sudden, agonizing sting. Today’s really not my day. But tears were never a thing for me. I wouldn't cry. “I told you to be careful,” he said, his voice flat.

He asked with a smile along with puffy eyes. "RAYBRO IS HURT" She cried. "One thing that can make his pain go away."He smiled as he walked closer to her. "CELINE WILL DO ANYTHING!."She yelled, wiping her tears. Raymond chuckled despite the unbearable pain in his body. "Smile" He smiled painfully as she smiled and hugged him as he groaned in pain. "I know you are hurt.." She whispered. "My Celine is talking in a low voice,"He joked. She pulled away yelled,

I didn’t know… I didn’t know he was right in front of me. And now here he is. In my arms. My greatest gift. The dam breaks. My tears fall fast and hard, sobs escaping despite every effort to keep them in. Rayen’s smile falters. He grabs my hands in his tiny ones, alarmed. “Dr. Athena, why are you crying?” His lip quivers. “You’re making me very sad. Don’t cry!” I sniff hard, trying to get a grip, and pull him gently onto my lap, cupping his little cheeks.

He only tried to save his realm—he did his best, but … Raeherys covered his eyes, trying to prevent himself from crying again, but he couldn’t stop it. The inevitable tears fell from his eyes. He swam too deep that he almost drowned in his emotions. He wished his father was here. He would always comfort him and tell him that everything would be fine. But he realized—everything would never be fine now. Everything would be gone and fall into despair. “You’re crying again,” a familiar voice spoke outside. Raeherys must’ve been hearing things. His ears rang so loud after it got kicked so many times earlier. So they must have gone crazy.

Thinking about them she missed them alot and she thought of calling them tommorow to hear their voices again and she didn't know when she was started crying. “ Are you there Muna ? ” Raymond's voice broke her from her reverie. “ Yes...yes ” She said in a teary voice as she wiped her tears away and cleared her throat. “ Are you crying ? ” He asked. “ No...I'm just...I'm just surprised to hear that coming from you Ray ” “ It's okay to cry ” Raymond said mistaking her tears for his confession “ I know you're surprised but I want you to know that I'm very serious with what I said that I love you and I want to know if you feel the same way about me ”

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.

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

My eyes stung before I even realized I was crying. I tried to blink it back, to swallow it down, but the tears came faster, hot and relentless, sliding down my cheeks until my vision blurred. My chest hitched. My breath broke apart into choking little gasps and hiccups. “Mom… are you crying?” Rayne’s voice was soft, almost incredulous. “Of course I am,” I choked out, my voice quivering and raw. “Am I supposed to be celebrating the fact that my only child is going to die soon?”

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~