Romance Novels That Make You Cry Novels & Stories

It would be silly of me to let my emotions control me and put Livvy and I at risk. Why was life always hard on me? What did I ever do to deserve this sort of heartache and complications? I felt a tear slide down my eyes without any warnings and a confused look crossed Roman’s face. “Are you crying?” He asked. “Why? Did I say anything to upset you?” And then, without thinking twice, I ran straight into his arms with teary eyes, wrapping my arms tightly around him in a hug.

Her soft wails, rising in tandem with my own ragged breaths, were a perfect, heart-wrenching echo. "Mama… don’t cry," she whimpered, stumbling towards me, her chunky legs moving with urgency. She reached the bed, climbed up with surprising speed, and buried her head against my shoulder, her small body shaking with my own mirrored grief. The warmth of her head, the soft brush of her hair against my cheek, the fierce, innocent solidarity of her crying, did something unexpected. It didn't stop my tears, but it shifted them. The despair began to mix with a profound, aching love. She didn't understand why I was crying, but she understood that I was, and in her pure, untainted love, she joined me.

I took a deep breath, wiped my tears, and felt my gaze turn cold. Even the condoms Jeremy bought were paid for with my supplementary card. He had used my money to resonate his soul with someone else. Finally, he had produced that disgusting result just to throw it in my face. I sent a reply. [Oh. Congratulations.] Clearly, she had not expected that response. She sent a voice message next, her tone trembling with fake tears. "Sabrina… I know you're rich, and you're not lacking men. Jeremy said he feels suffocated around you. Only when he's with me does he feel relaxed. Please, just let him go."

I just wanted to kiss my wife’s hot mouth. *** *Screaming * crying * laughing. This chapter is cringe, corny, cute and hilarious. I hope you all like the chapter. Please let me know in the comments. Thank you Buh bye.

The best part of my day is refreshing GoodNovel and D****e and reading all the comments, especially because it allows me to interact with you guys. That being said. Writing this story was so gratifying, brought me so much joy, that I’m also not ready to leave that behind. So I am thrilled to announce my new story, “SUBMISSION 101,” a Professor/Student romance which dropped on November 26th on GoodNovel and D****e. It has about 10 times more smut than this book tho, so reader's discretion is strongly advised! Once again, thank you for reading, commenting, gifting and leaving gems!

I always give my social medi@ page but if it feels good to you and makes you happy to write a negative review and ruin all the hard work and sleepless nights I am putting into this book, then go ahead! As a writer it's really disheartening and demotivating because conveying emotions, making you laugh and cry with the words is not an easy task. In the beginning and even in the middle, I gave multiple warnings about dark theme. And if you are finding that what Damien has done to Angel is too much than you haven't actually read any dark romance yet. I am not the kind of person who rants like this or gets angry but I can't tolerate it when it becomes too much.

-RAINA'S POV- Tears. Only my heat made me cry. Other than that, I've never bawled like this. Well, there was that time at the hospital when I thought I would lose Valen because we were unfortunate soulmates, and right now that familiar despair dwelled like a house filled with rodents in my gut. Unwanted but hard to get rid of. Hyperventilate-crying, I sniveled miserably, wiping my face countless times with the back of my hand.

He was right, he never said he loved her books. We fell into a comfortable silence as we both got roped into the magical world of reading. I was deeply drawn to the world of fallen angels, love, betrayal and so much heartache that by the time I was halfway through the second book, tears were rolling down my face and I couldn't stop them. "What's wrong?" Nick asked as I sniffed. "This book, I can't believe that Luce and Daniel went through so much just so they could be together," I replied as I wiped my tears.

But the emotion…the raw, devastating emotion…that was all real. When I finally posted the chapter, I sat back and watched the notifications start rolling in immediately. NightOwl_Reader: FINALLY! We’ve been DYING! RomanceAddict47: MAFIA PANDA IM SCREAMING MidnightReader: The way he worships her… I’m not okay Reader_BookLover: Author you’re killing us. This is the most romantic thing I’ve ever read Lottie: I’m literally crying. This is perfect. HE’S perfect.

My colleagues praised my dedication, not realizing it was born from desperation, not ambition. One evening, I stayed behind after class to finish some paperwork. The staffroom was quiet, the corridors dimly lit. As I typed, I suddenly felt tears sting my eyes. I hadn’t even realized I was crying. It was that quiet kind of weeping — the kind that escapes without permission. I quickly wiped my face, ashamed of my own vulnerability.