Subaru Crying Novels & Stories

Panic surged within her, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. In a moment of desperation, Emily rushed to the car door, her trembling hands fumbling with the handle, but it was locked. Her heart pounded loudly in her ears, drowning out the night's silence. Desperate sobs escaped from her lips as she pounded on the window, "I'm sorry, please don't leave me here. Please..." — tears blurred her vision as she continued to cry. Her cries carried a mixture of fear, confusion, and heartbreak.

Sim rushes behind him. Tears slide down my eyes. My throat chokes with tears. My chest begins to hurt. My breath is audible to my ears. Yuvaan's grasp tightens. " You promised. We'll not cry. " Sas says, crying. Saavi hurries at me. She cups my face and swipes my tears with her thumbs, " Achraj... " Her voice is almost a whisper. Sas looks at Yuvaan then at me. She parts her lips. Her tears choke her, it doesn't allow her words to push out of her mouth.

They turn back and look at me with a grin on their faces, “We certainly hope brother-in-law doesn’t find out.” We stop at a boulder where the crying comes from and we see a pup hugging his knees and crying into them. I crouch down and pull his hands away. He glances up at me and I notice it’s Marcel, the Head Warrior Scar, son. “Marcel sweetie, why are you out here crying? Don’t you know it’s dangerous to be alone in the woods?” He nods his head and wipes away his tears on his arm, “I’m sowi, I no do it gain.” He apologises and I nod. I pick Marcel up and put him on my side, “It’s fine sweetie, as long as you don’t do it again.”

“I’ve missed you so much.” And just like that - everyone’s crying. Gabby’s tearing up. Maria’s openly weeping. Even Gino, the iron old bastard, holds her like he’s trying to keep her from breaking apart, his own eyes glassy with unshed tears. But Sareena’s full-on sobbing, makeup streaking like black war paint down her cheeks.

my voice hitched and then cracked David hit the brake immediately and they all turned to look at Jordan on my leg The angry droplet of rain hit the car hard, tears I couldn't control streamed down from my face as I looked at him on my laps, crying my eyes out I wished I could go out so that it will wash away my tears, anxiety and pain. There was a lump in my throat and it was very hard to swallow. I didn't know how I felt, I couldn't explain or control it David cursed nonstop, slamming his hands angrily on the steering wheel, car seat and everywhere

“OUR BABY!” His face contorted, brows drawn so tightly it looked like they’d fused, lips curled back in anguish, teeth gritted like a man trying not to collapse under the grief. Tears glistened in his eyes, but they didn’t fall. Not yet. Crystal sobbed uncontrollably behind him, her body curling inward as if she were trying to fold herself away from reality. The mention of their child, their son, being kidnapped pierced her like a blade, and her cry rose with his, a sound of a mother breaking.

Without warning, I heard a pitiful sound and I swerved my head to the side. Dios! I can’t believe she is crying. Over this or something else? I urgently moved the car to the side to put into park and then without breaking a sweat, I gathered my woman into my arms. “Hey Babes, don’t cry. Please. Not now.” I muttered pleadingly but if she heard my plea, she gave no sign. “Oh okay. Can you just tell me what it is? What I can do to make you stop?” At this point I was ready to do anything.

Cars are driving fast over roads and different painted roofs and rooftops are visible. I took a sip from my canned beer. I continued to stare at the view when I heard a sob. I look at my companion who is now using a hanky to wipe her tears from her blue eyes. “You are such a cry, baby,” I teased. She snorts and give me a middle finger. “Eh, says the one who cries over boys,” she countered. I glared at her. She smiled at me and then wiggle her brows. “Fuck off.”

He cries whenever he feels sad and feels better afterward. That was the reason why now, he locked himself in his car and cried harder. His eyes were becoming puffy. After crying his eyes out until he felt better, Marcel drove his car back to the hotel outside the town and slumped on the bed. Just then, his phone rang. “Yes?” He asked as he picked up the call. It was his assistant, Hardy. “Boss,” he cried loudly.”

A solitary tear, a poignant teardrop, escaped Levi's eyes, marking an acknowledgment of loss and an expression of the profound emotions coursing through him. In the somber scene, the arena transformed into a theater of mourning. Sebastian's grip tightened, a futile attempt to hold on to the slipping moments. The air seemed heavy with grief, the silence punctuated only by the stifled sobs and the echoes of the emotional storm that raged within.