Sanji Cries Novels & Stories

Uno said, trying to calm her in his arms. He disliked seeing Manuela cry. He noticed his men staring at them, some focusing on Manuela, and frowned. "Stop staring, or I'll pluck out your eyeballs," Uno threatened. His men quickly turned away. Uno had Santi bring Suzie to them. The friends ran to each other, embracing and crying. "Do all women cry like that?" Uno muttered, watching them with a frown.

he stuttered now looking away with pain. "You left me to die there Ezhil" tears ran down my eyes as I spoke. "You left me there...bleeding with no remorse on your face...you just left me" I cried while looking at him with so much pain welled up in my heart. His body shook as he cried as well. "If Sagar and Riya didn't come that day then I-" I looked away, my eyes closed as the pictures flashed in front of my eyes, my hands now shaking as water leaked from my eyes.

His heart shattered into a million pieces even though he kept a brave front. With a broken heart, Chris returned the package, “anything else you want to say” he wouldn't break down in front of this man, never. “You can keep them.” “They are not mine.’ rubbing his eyes to push back the tears that were threatening to fall. “you won Mr. Delacrioux, congrats. Now may I take my leave.” Selena's father looked at Chris for a second. He felt pity, probably guilty, doubt crept in, was it really worth it. Shaking off the feeling, he could not stop now, his pride was more important to him “I heard your mother has kidney failure.”

"You weren't there to see me crying my lungs out at the hospital today.. I think I've run out of tears to shed because whenever I squint my eyes to cry nothing comes forth..just take a look at this" Bianca moved back at Sandy's sudden breakdown, she squinted her eyes trying to force tears out of it.. All Bianca could do was to place a palm over Sandy's forehead just to be sure that the latter was really okay.. "See? hey! what do you mean by doing that? I'm completely normal" "Okay, I'll go to bed now, hopefully by tomorrow morning you'll get back to normal" She murmured leaving the room.. As soon as Bianca was gone, Sandy sighed in relief..

When I looked at him, I saw him staring at my wounded palm, and then a droplet of tears mixed with my blood. “N-Nik…” His shoulders started shaking, and I felt my chest tightened when I heard his sob. Why is he…crying? “I’m sorry…” He started kissing my hands gently and carefully. “I’m sorry. You g-got hurt again. I’m sorry…” My lips trembled as I stared at him crying in front of me. I don’t know what to do to calm him down, so I hugged him. I hugged him like how I missed him as I squeezed my eyes closed. Is this finally the end of Stan’s evilness? Is this finally the beginning of something sweeter, something worth fighting for?

I looked up at Jiro, who was now sitting beside me, his face still pale but slowly relaxing. “Thank God,” he muttered, squeezing my hand harder. “I thought I was going to lose you both.” I shook my head, trying to pull myself together. My hands were still trembling, but the tears I had been holding back finally came. I let out a shaky breath, unable to control the rush of emotions. “I’m so sorry, Jiro,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “I didn’t mean to worry you.” Jiro’s hand cupped my cheek gently, his thumb brushing away my tears. His voice was low, filled with raw emotion. “Haru, don’t you ever apologize for that. I—I couldn’t lose you. I can’t lose you.”

Her hands fidgeted at her sides, This times her voice soft. “I shouldn’t have crossed that line,” Sia continued, her voice softer now. “I… I was just so tense, so worried about you. I wasn’t thinking clearly.” Her voice wavered, and tears welled up in her eyes. She reached up to wipe them away but stopped, her hands trembling. “Please, Rican… Look at me. Don’t stay angry with me. I can’t bear it.” Her words struck a chord in Rican’s heart. He finally lifted his gaze to meet hers, and the sight of her tear-streaked face filled him with regret. His chest tightened as the memory of his harsh words from the night before came rushing back.

Sharon walked away, pushing me over the wall, swaying her hips perfectly. My body was trembling violently, the world became blurry. I sat down, leaning over the wall. A tiny hand cleaned my tears, then I realized I was crying. I looked down at Sana. Her beautiful pink face was scary. “Luna, don’t cry. I am here.” Her words brought a flood of emotions into my heart, letting it flow through my eyes. My quivering mouth couldn’t open, make any sound. Silent tears were drenching her tiny hands.

I said as I rose to my feet, Vincenzo draping his coat around me. I then glared at Marco and continued, "Do you know that your mother was just about to kill me? Do you know that if Vincenzo hadn't arrived, I would be at the bottom of the Sanguine River right now? You don't. You're clueless about everything. You only care about Fiora, your 'last time,' and how hard everything is for you." Marco's eyes welled up with tears. "I'm sorry, Lina. I—"

Well, it's not like I started it. “Ahhh!! What is wrong with me today!” I shouted, jumping onto my bed and flopping down like a little kid having a tantrum. I knew the answer: it was the disgusting sight that fool had forced my beautiful eyes to see. Now I had to sit and eat in front of that man, how did he even do it with that girl, that's probably why she was crying. I guess it must have hurt, which felt truly sickening. The fact that he was the only one who could technically ask for a divorce was so annoying. Maybe I should ask him. Who knows, he might agree to it. —