Sylveon Crying Novels & Stories

When her clothes were about to be torn off, she kicked wildly again, not letting him have his way. Then, her calf suddenly pulled, and a tingling sensation immediately spread all over her body. Her small face twisted, and she could not help the cry of pain that left her mouth. Odell's tall figure froze again. He looked at her suspiciously. "I haven't touched you yet. Why are you crying out?" Sylvia pouted. "It hurts... It hurts!" It was so painful that tears were streaming out of her eyes. Odell was confused. He had no choice but to get down.

And I knew she was trying to stop me from crying, but I felt her voice inside of me, circulating in my brain, and scratching an itch, I didn’t realize existed. And it was amazing. “I know.. I - Just. I’m sorry,” I whispered out loud as I tried and failed to wipe off my tears. My bedroom door burst open, and Minna ran in with a look o alarm on her face. “Are you okay?! You’re crying, Queen of Queens? What’s the problem? Is it the baby?, I’ll get the Lycan!” She yelled breathlessly as she surveyed me with wide-eyes, trying to locate the source of my tears.

Serena could feel her heart constrict. She felt like she couldn’t breathe. She distantly heard someone shouting, then someone grabbing her arm because she was swaying on her feet. Her vision had become dim. Black spots danced at the edges of her eyes. Her eyes stung as she breathed through her mouth. Why would…why would he leave? Again? Was she being rejected? She couldn’t even feel his emotions strongly. They were so faint. She blinked furiously, hardly realizing that she was crying.

Even though she barely let her emotions cross her face, she never failed to tell me how much she loved me. I felt the telltale burn in the back of my eyes as I watched the scene before me. With the back of my hand, I wiped the tears before they were fully formed. "Shh, shh. I'm here now. The goddess did well to bring me to you." Mana Sylveon cooed in a soothing tone. "Neilla!" I turned to Napthena, blinking quickly to keep back more tears threatening to spill over from my eyelids. My lips trembled slightly in sadness.

Her voice was shaky as I tightened my hold on her and it didn't take long for her to break into sobs, loud sobs filling the room with her somber noises that tore through my heart. "Take it easy Hermosa." I pleaded as she shook against me, cheeks wet with tears pressed against my chest and those tears fell on me soaking through my shirt making my mate's pain known as if I couldn't feel the burden through the bond we shared, "you need to calm down." I rubbed circles on her back as she tightened her hold on me and kept on crying. Do something Lycus! Spyro grumbled impatiently. Shut up, you prick! I growled back shutting him out while brushing my lips against her forehead trying to calm her.

If Evelyn's calm and collected demeanor breaks down because of his actions, revealing a semblance of vulnerability and pain, he revels in it as if it were ripe, sweet fruit. But ...... Sagon looked at his fingers, then at Evelyn-she was still crying, weeping silently, and human eyes were like energetic fountains, from which sweet and agonizing springs poured forth in a steady stream. Sagon is suddenly cranky. He walked around with an impatient look on his face, his black tail following behind him in anxious circles. Finally, he reached out his hand and in a rough motion wiped the tears from Evelyn's face, and the mouth in the palm of his left hand took the opportunity to spit out his tongue

And also, I cannot believe that I am over her. I fall on my knees beside Sylvia. She looks horrified. “Sylvia.” I call out to her, but she doesn’t respond. Her whole body trembles in fear. “Please stop.” She continues to cry out, what is happening to her. I must have really scared her. “I am sorry, please, I didn’t mean to scare you, alright.” I beg, trying to make her sit upright to no avail. Her eyes seem so distant, her eyeballs keep on dancing weirdly. Is she having a seizure?

Lyon continued, sobbing. At those times, Selene couldn't stop crying, she turned to Lyon with wet eyes and tightly gripped her hands. She slowly raised her hand to caress his face. Lyon immediately raised his face to look at Selene. "I'm sorry.." he said again. He knows that the word sorry is not enough to take away the pain that Selene is feeling right now, but he will do anything to ease her inside. Selene's mouth hardly uttered a word.. She keeps crying. "Lyon..." and at that time she couldn't stop hugging it.

against the Protocol. The white glass sanctuary began to shiver. A vein of deep, violet shadow erupted from Lyra’s chest, spreading across the porcelain floor like a spilled ink. And from the white light, Kaelen’s voice rang out, but it wasn't a whisper anymore. "Mama... the man is crying. He says your heart is 'dirty'."

Victor spoke aloud, not that he and I needed explaining, but Ayla could hear, unconsciously. The Drops of Tears is a very special flower and is practically extinct, as it was created when Selene was crying and begging Zeus to save Endymion. They have the power of the Goddess herself and can be used in many ways, including to poison or heal any Lycan or Werewolf.