Sunoo Cry Novels & Stories

I raised my hand to shield my eyes, blinking away the brightness. "Mommy, let's have breakfast!" Alvin insisted again, his energy boundless. I forced myself to sit up, groaning slightly as I did. That’s when I noticed Orion standing at the doorway, smirking. His amused expression immediately made me self-conscious, and I quickly adjusted my disheveled nightgown. "Wow, I thought you’d never get up," he chuckled lightly. "Come on. There’s lava cake waiting." "Um, I’m on a diet," I replied, trying not to sound overly self-conscious. Orion’s grin only widened, teasingly.

Newborns taken from their mothers and families and left to starve to death, or thrown into rivers. There were only two other recordings of the "Crying Moon" or "Weeping Goddess" as some have referred to the night show. Both times, the same things happened and with more or less casualties. None of the recordings state anything other than each one started with a fight for power. It is stated in the old scriptures that should you see this sighting you need to do either one of two things. Run, or prepare for death and destruction.

Because as much as I feel all those emotions, I also feel sympathy for Veronica, and my heart cries for her. "Please. Don’t cry." I mumble as I release my fists and crouch before her. "He does. You have to believe me, he does." She chants when I lift her face. "Shh. No more. You don’t have to say anything else." I whisper as I swipe my thumb gently over her cheeks to wipe her tears before bringing her into my arms, pressing her head to my chest with my hand caressing her hair as a means of comforting her. But even with that, her body doesn’t stop trembling, and she doesn’t stop sobbing.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

He said. "Who are you?" I asked. "I am Franco and that's all you need to know. I don't have time for chitchat. Now let us see." He walks towards me and pull me by my hair. "Look at the moon now." He said showing me the Blue moon who is shining so beautiful in the sky. Something inside me is burning. I look t the moon but I see nothing as it shines blinds me. "It hurts! It hurts!" I shouted. I feel my claws are extending as my nose, ears and eyes are bleeding. My bones are cracking as well as my skull. "What is happening to me?" I saw the man smiling at me.

A LIFE FOR A LIFE ********************** NARRATORS POV ********************** “Get some water.” Selena's father yelled and a bottle of water was gotten from the kitchen and sent to him. He uncocked the lid and poured some of the liquid into his hand before he sprinkled it on her face. She did not move or show any sign of life. Frustrated, he turned over the bottle directly over her face. The huge amount of water that poured on her face made her gasp and began to move her body.

Offering my snarky remarks and ungenial comments. But it wasn’t anyone else. It was Sienna. The future Luna of this pack. And she was currently, very inelegantly, trying to run away from me. She seemed to have not rhought her escape route through properly however, when she came to an abrupt halt, cliging to the down pipe like her life depended on it. The looked about herself, apparently unsure what to do next. It was at that point that everything happened incredibly quickly. The one screw that held the pipe to the wall fell loose, quickly followed by the pipe breaking free from the bracket, and swinging down through the air in a wide ark towards the floor below.

"Adrian, what's going on?" "Nothing," he said. "Just trying to make sure we have enough budget for the ice sculpture." "We don't have an ice sculpture," I said. "Talk to me." Adrian finally looked up and I saw exhaustion and something else in his eyes, guilt maybe. "I'm scared we're going to fail," Adrian said quietly. "That Corso's going to win and the board is going to remove us and everything we've built is going to fall apart." "That's not what you're actually scared of," I said, sitting on the edge of his desk. "What is it really?"

Her fingers hesitated for a second before she tapped Blake’s name. The phone rang twice before a familiar voice—breathless and anxious—picked up. “Lydia?” Lydia let out a shaky breath. “Hey, Blake.” “Oh my goddess! I’ve been trying to reach you all day. I tried the mind-link at least ten times. I felt something—like something inside me was...cut off.” Lydia swallowed. “That’s because it was.” “What?” “I joined the Blue Moon Pack today,” Lydia said softly. “We had the mating ceremony. I’m part of Blue Moon now.”

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~