Real Crying Eyes Novels & Stories

The odds against me are beyond my power, and I have been strong enough to bear it to this moment. If I didn't kill myself now, those girls would soon return and continue from where they stopped. Instead of waiting for another day of torture, I should end it all now. I slowly opened my eyes and my vision was blurred. My eyes hurt from the hotness of my tears, and I could feel how weak they had become from crying all the time. From my childhood till now, it seemed like the pretty eyes I had were created only to cry endlessly. I can't remember ever seeing my eyes glisten with pure happiness and peace. My joy was like a terror to everyone, and they really succeeded in taking it away from me.

I point at her eyes. "It is an allergic reaction to crying so much in the past few days. Apparently, you can't afford to do that anymore once you get to a certain age. It tells on the body. I will advise you to cry all the tears you need to now that you are still young and a concealer can easily set you back to normal." She laughs nervously at her weak attempt to lighten the mood. I don't laugh, I can't muster the energy needed, I just stare at her blankly.

I was out of the dangerous coven to go on a malevolent mission and here I was again trapped between creatures I had no idea of who they are. This time around, my lacrimal gland got super filed, tears brimmed down in my eyes. I couldn’t hold it, if I were to do so, it would never be in a scary moment like now. Showing how severely punctured my heart was, I let it flow down my cheek aggressively accompanied with a running and watery catarrh gushing down from my pointed nose.. Crying has really been a major part of me. My companion and my soulmate, at any slight inconvenience, I let if find it’s way flowing down my cheeks.

I slowly lifted my head, looking up at him. His hand shook as he stroked my hair back from my face and his face softened into exquisite tenderness as he ran the pad of his thumb under my eye, collecting the trail left by my tears. “You cry a lot, at the moment,” he whispered. “Your eyes are often bloodshot and swollen by tears. I saw you… crying at the river, last night… Do you cry because… of me?” I swallowed thickly. That rustle of stones falling down the bank had been Aien and not a river creature wandering in the night. “Not always,” I said honestly. “But often.”

C at its last capacity, threw away his blazer, waist coat and opened almost 4 buttons of his plain black shirt. Instead of all other vehicles on the road all he could see was fire nd all chaos outside his cars turned into the painful nd unbearable wails for him. No matter how vulnerable he becomes he never let tears fall from his eyes, crying is not his thing that makes his eyes even more stronger. They can hold most worst painful grief within them, but drawback of those Beautiful dark brown eyes was that they can't hide the indefinable redness they carry after controlling any emotion at the point of highest of it's intensity.

Her visions aren’t always clear with every detail, but she doesn’t give specific instructions like this unless she is certain about that aspect. With a heavy heart I turn to Rieka, and I can already see tears pooling in her eyes, though she holds them in. I hate seeing her cry, but with the tears present, her eyes are almost glowing. They are so blue naturally, but now they look otherworldly.

Amoli's Pov. :- Tears of pain , soreness , disgust , hate , anger are running down from my eyes . My eyes are heavy due to not getting rest and because of this cry cry and cry my eyes are hurting. They are pleading to me to close them as they are dying for rest .. but I am helpless .. what an irony .. it's my body .. my own and I don't have any right on it ... My husband has more rights over it ? ... I'm lying on my bed all naked with the monster who is still not ready to leave me .

I picked up a fresh toothbrush and brushed my teeth with Ellie’s mint toothpaste until my gums bled. Splashed cold water on my face. When I finally looked up, the girl staring back still had swollen eyes, red-rimmed and glassy, cheeks blotchy from crying. She looked exactly like what she was…someone who had been thoroughly, ruthlessly fucked and then cried herself to sleep.

CELINE POV - Along with my puffiness and redness, my eyes felt dry, especially around my eyes from crying so much. I continued to cry even though there were no more tears coming out of my eyes and they were already hurting. Lance tried to calm me down from crying, and now we were sitting in the cabanas while his hand was holding my hand. Looking at my hand that he was holding, I couldn't help but cry… out of joy. “Hey,” When I looked into Lance’s eyes, he folded his pointer finger and gently wiped my cheek.

The threat laid on me still kept me shocked even when reaching my apartment I couldn't just give a word to anyone at my house and who I saw passing by before getting to the house. I went into my room immediately reaching my apartment weeping out my cursed life. " I will keep on rejecting you every single day and moment of my life " I cried nonstop with many words coming out of me. While still busy in my crying duty I slept off unexpectedly with well swollen eyes. My eyes turned pale red due to my over-crying reaction then I noticed what my over-crying caused me.