Shoto Crying Novels & Stories

“Hima?” I heard someone’s voice behind me but I couldn’t focus on that. I was too devastated to even care about who called my name. My tears wouldn’t stop and I felt really bad about what just happened. I suddenly felt a pair of hands holding me up. I wiped the tears out of my eyes and I looked up. I saw Prince Shiro’s concerned face. He must’ve heard the commotion earlier and he immediately came here. I turned to him and hugged him as tight as I could as I let all of my frustrations out.

With a nod, Shanaya disappeared into the bathroom. As she stood under the cold cascade of water, tears streamed down her face, mingling with the flowing water. Time seemed to slip away as she silently wept, allowing her emotions to pour out in the sanctuary of the shower stall. The sound of the water provided a gentle cover for her sorrow.

Alex kisses as if he’s scared too and his lower lips trembles when Shantal pushes himself closer on the bed. “Don’t leak anymore,” Alex begs, lips to Shantal’s cheek. “I don’t like it. Please don’t.” “It’s called crying,” Shantal whispers. “We do it when we’re sad or happy.” “Are you happy now?” “Yes…yes, because I'm with you.”

Agony tore through me like a blade, each word a searing wound that cut into my heart. "He's hurt!" The words echoed like a scream inside my skull, a relentless reminder of the pain that was unfolding before me. "B—Bonbon!" My cry was a raw, guttural sound, ripped from the depths of my soul as I witnessed my small friend's suffering. "Id—Idrish strong. Id—Idrish f—f—fight!" A single tear welled up in Bonbon's eye, a shimmering testament to his anguish. Pranaiahn tears were a rarity, carrying the weight of profound longing and sorrow. Their single eyes rarely shed tears, but when they did, those tears held emotions that were both beautiful and devastating.

His voice was weak, barely above a whisper. Tabitha's eyes widened as she pointed at his face. "You're... crying," she said, her voice softening in disbelief. Jonathan reached up to his face, his fingers brushing over his wet cheeks. He hadn't even realized it until that moment. Tears had been streaming down his face, silent and unstoppable. His face was hot and swollen from the constant flow of tears, and his chest felt tight, weighed down by sorrow.

"N......Nnnnnnnn.....Nnnnnnnnaaaaaaaa....Naaaaaaaaaaa Viiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!" Little Nix looks back at Soph over her mother's shoulder, to only stop her gaze at me. Concern evident in her green eyes as she looks back at me with sadness. "Naaaaaaaa! Naaaa! Naaaaaa!!Nooooooooo" Soph starts crying hysterically, almost going crazy. To only choke. Coughs leaving her lips as she struggled to breathe. Falling down on the ground, taking long breaths,with tears stinging her eyes. "Soppppphhhh!"

CARL Jade burst into tears the moment I finished speaking. The loud, choking sobs tore out of her throat and filled the quiet rooftop patio. Her shoulders shook violently as she covered her face with both hands. Tears streamed down her cheeks and soaked into the collar of her clothes and her whole body trembled with the force of the pain I had just dropped on her. I stood there frozen, watching her break down right in front of me. Seeing Jade cry so much made something inside my chest crack open.

The revelation leaves him emotionally exposed, as he bares his soul to the universe, expecting answers that remain elusive. His cries, fueled by the cocktail of pain, jealousy, and unbridled emotion, resonate in the desolate space. The anguish in his voice transcends mere sound, becoming a visceral manifestation of his shattered heart. In this moment of vulnerability, even the heavens seem to mourn, mirroring Shane's inconsolable grief. Yet, despite the emotional catharsis, the searing ache within him persists, refusing to be assuaged by the torrent of tears and cries that echo through the void.

Shiv answered her question and looked at her then after a few blinks, she burst into tears as she was really afraid of his previous answer. "Shit!" Shiv exclaimed, looking at her crying face. "I am sorry, I didn't want to make you cry. Stop crying and tell me what should I do so that you will stop crying?" He asked in a breath as he can't handle a crying girl, it irritates him way too much.

His brows furrowed as he scrutinized me. He had likely long forgotten what I had looked like the last time I miscarried. Now, he too thought I was faking it. Vanessa stepped forward first, her expression filled with disgust. "OMG, did you just pee yourself?” she gasped. She raised her voice deliberately, ensuring everyone’s attention shifted to my legs. A crushing wave of humiliation swallowed me, choking the air from my lungs. Instinctively, I turned to Lucas again. "Lucas, please… help me. My stomach—it hurts so much," I pleaded.