Spinel Crying Novels & Stories

And then, all of a sudden, a hard slap landed on my face, making me bleed. "Shut up, you bitch!" He snapped and slapped me once more. I started sobbing silently as I was extremely helpless. "Spider, stop!" Greta spoke up, stopping spider. As he moved away from me, I took a deep breath. "This feels like something is missing. I'm not getting excited seeing her crying like that. She needs more torture," Greta spoke, scaring me to the care. "What do you want to do?" Spider asked. "Come with me," she responded and both of them walked out of the room, leaving me like that.

“I’m....fucking.....sorry Quinn.... I let you....go.” ‘Fuck, El. I’m gonna get you out of here. This is going to hurt,’ Talon’s voice filled my head, before everything went black. *********** “............The limb shattered his spine and spinal cord between T6 and T9. Even with his Lycan, the damage is irreparable. I’m so sorry,” a deep voice spoke in the darkness, “We did everything that we could.” I heard a soft sob break out in the room. My mother.

He snickers as he walks away! I turned to run and crashed right into a firm chest. I looked up and locked eyes with Spin’s sky-blue irises. I grabbed the front of his shirt and buried my face into it as I started to cry. I’m lifted into his arms as I hear him yell, “Meme, Gabe, time to go”!

Nathan sighed as he casually revealed the two of Spades. Crystal was delighted by this turn of events and couldn’t help but laugh. “Number seven must drink from number two’s mouth!” she exclaimed. “I can’t wait to see this!” Crystal pulled out her phone and turned on her camera App so that she could take a video of the whole thing. Crystal was so excited that at first, she didn’t realize that everyone was staring at her, and when she did notice, her smile froze. “Why are you all looking at me? I got the five of Spades.”

They had been waiting for him to awake when a nurse come to examine him only for her to declare to their utter disbelief that she was sorry they had lost their loved one. Her eyes misted over and she felt a tear slide down her. Then another followed from the other eye and another and another. They were tears of wrenching agony. A sob escaped from her throat, drawing her mother’s attention. The mother had seen the wounded look on Becky’s face and had tried without much success to console her. “Stop crying,” she had said. “I know how this is hurting but you can’t keep crying like this.”

she screamed. Falling just on the edge of the split Eeath. Looking down into the earth's fiery core. Swallowing hard." Please... Please I'll make this right! " she begged. . The wind picked up, a voice on the breeze "Thier is no making this right." The voice was cold. As a bolt of lightning cracked in the sky was now made up of deep red clouds . The earth shook, cause Aspen grip to tighten the eye her form shaking violently at this point.

Amelia cried out, her pain mingling with the cries of the cursed souls trapped within the stone. And then, in a burst of radiant light, the stone shattered, releasing a torrent of crystallized tears. They sparkled in the moonlight, a symbol of both agony and hope.

[The Resonance Crack] The lights of the Spire did not flicker, but the world did. I was standing by the vanity, my fingers unhooking the heavy silver necklace that had weighed me down through the public defense of Jinyan. As the clasp gave way, a sudden, violent jolt of phantom pain bloomed in my left shoulder. I gasped, clutching the marble edge, but there was no wound. My skin was unbroken. Across the room, Jinyan dropped a heavy glass. It didn't shatter on the thick rug, but he was doubled over, his hand clamped over his own left shoulder, his face a mask of sudden, searing agony.

My throat was frozen, my vocal cords coated in a layer of frost. The quartz chamber began to shatter. The resonance I had created was too much for the stone to hold. Cracks spiderwebbed across the walls, glowing with a fierce, unstable violet light. I tried to move, to crawl away from the center of the circle, but my limbs were leaden, my nerves screaming in a language of pure agony. “ELARA!” Sasha’s voice was a roar of desperation. “THE CORE! IT’S BLOWING!”

The kind of ugly crying that didn’t come with soft, delicate tears but rather ragged, painful breaths that shook my whole body. Axel just stood there, completely stunned—as if he had just witnessed an asteroid crash into his throne room. "Why are you crying?" he asked, kneeling before me. He hesitated before reaching out, but the moment his hand grazed mine, I shoved it away. I turned my back on him and kept crying. Why? Why did things have to be like this? Why did everything have to be tangled in fate’s cruel, messy web? And why the hell would Crystal keep something so huge from me?