Saddest Naruto Novels & Stories

he says serene. "please..." I start to give a very loud shriek. But this shriek, this cry is heard in pain, as if a sword is being thrust through your stomach or heart. The emptiness in my stomach made me nauseous. "why!" i think i would have rather Satoshi had stuck me with that sword from the beginning, than having this nightmare. I end up surrendered in his arms and I rest my face on his lap, that I can already feel the warmth "why do these misfortunes happen to me... why Hiroki are cruel?" I start sobbing more little step, I felt my soul cracked, with each piece full of bitterness. Like a mirror shattering. "I wish it would disappear" I end up giving him a tight hug. "Naomi... I'm sorry.

"Time doesn't heal anything. It just teaches us how to live with the pain." - Itachi ____________________________________ As Haru combed Callista's hair, she suddenly spoke. "Sister Haru, are you happy to live long?" Haru stopped combing Callista's hair. Because she did not know what to say to the young girl, back then, she wanted to die.

The weight of sadness settled upon her heart, casting a shadow over her once vibrant spirit. Eva retreated to her private study, seeking solace amidst the memories that intertwined with her grief. The room, adorned with artifacts from their epic journey, held a bittersweet reminder of the battles fought and the loved ones lost along the way. Tears welled up in Eva's eyes as she clutched a treasured photograph of Uncle Sam, a cherished mentor and source of unwavering support.

The allure of escape from the pain and the opportunity to confront her tormentor fuels her darkest thoughts. Jay Nashville sits in the bathtub, allowing the cold water to cascade over his body, soaking his clothes. It's his chosen outlet for mourning, a way to let his pain escape. Tears elude him, for he was never taught how to cry, but the heaviness in his heart is palpable. Thoughts of Nora and the child that could have consumed him, taunting him with what might have been if only he had made different choices.

Will my mates also turn their backs on me? Overwhelmed by sorrow, I hastily seek solace in a nearby bathroom. With a sense of relief, I shut the door behind me and collapse onto the floor, allowing my emotions to pour out in a flood of tears. The overwhelming sense of inadequacy and the fear of losing the support of my mates intensify my anguish, leaving me feeling utterly helpless.

Atlene grunted as more tears continued streaming from my cheeks. “It is so sad, My buddy died without even saying goodbye, it's hard to believe he is gone for real, but we need to face reality. The first day I met him, I liked him, his smiles even at the point of death, there was still a smile smuggled on his face, what a hero or legend, dying for someone who always treat you badly and say all sort of hurtful things to you, I can't control my tears” Nader yelped punching the wall repeatedly.

There are more important things that need more attention. All these years I depended on Kevyn, I hoped too much that he wouldn't do to me the things that happen to others. Sometimes I feel sorry for people who have been cheated even if I didn't know how painful it is, but now that I am in a situation similar to what they went through, I can say that it is very painful. It's like the pain is slowly killing me, it's like I'm losing my mind. When I got home, I almost didn't feel like it, my thoughts were floating so much that I almost don't know how I got home properly and got to my room. I just sat on my bed. I feel so numb.

I hit my leg on something which I can assume to be glass because of it's shattering sounds, my head continues spinning occasionally as my vision became more blurry than ever. I felt my soul been taken forcefully from my body, the pains electrocuted my brain straight up … I try keeping up with it but its was useless as I felt myself going down. I wished to stay strong but the pains is unbearable. ****************** Nabita POV I smiled in satisfaction as I watched Utah's collapsed on the floor not just the bare floor but on the shattered glass. Dislikeness is an understatement to how I feel towards her like I fucking hate her with passion.

The pack hangs in the shadows, their heads lowered, emitting an offbeat whimper that hangs heavy in the air, thick with sorrow. As I stare at my youngest nephew, a lump forms in my throat as I begin to doubt myself. I have known for a long time that this day would come where Azra would sadly die, and I'd be the next alpha. But I could never have predicted that this day would come this soon and in the manner it has occurred.

He had been gone for quite some time. She sighed, recalling everything that had happened with Gaara. She had cried nearly the entire night, carried away by emotion and by pity for the man whose life seemed far too tragic. She had cried for him, for the sorrow he must have felt but could never express, because she knew he was far too proud to shed tears.