Sylveon Crying Novels & Stories

Tears actually flowed out of his eyes as he held his head painfully tight between his palms and continued screaming how loud the voices were. “Make it stop!” he roared. “I can’t make it stop—they need to stop. Stop!” His knees gave up, and he fell right in front of me, holding my legs like I was the cure he desperately needed. “Sylver!” I gasped, surprised at his action. But my eyes only widened further when his wet eyes looked up at me with joined hands. “Please, Nyra… I beg of you… make it stop…” The fear inside of me immediately became displaced. I didn’t even know how to handle this situation… how to handle him… or this—

Soon, hotter tears flowed down her cheeks. Carl immediately noticed the little witch was crying. He tilted his head in confusion, not understanding why she was crying. He grabbed her face, feeling the wetness. He licked his thumb, tasting salt. Strangely, he wanted more. Carl leaned under Sibyl’s eyes, kissing her tears away like a chick pecking grain. Sibyl was stunned, sitting up to see Carl’s blurry face, forgetting to keep crying. “What are you doing?!” she asked in shame and anger.

All the fictional men were sick of me. Tear drops rolled out of my eyes. I couldn’t stop them. I was ready to roar-cry with the undeads. “W-W-Why are you crying?” Alphonse paled. “You shouldn’t be crying.” It made it worse. My tolerance was over. I cried. “No, shit.” He wiped the tears away from my cheeks. His fingers were warm, but his pupils were quivering uneasily. “You shouldn’t cry. I would be in trouble if --”

They were all shocked to see him cry, as shocked by what Sylv did. "Sylv – " Sylv called and lowered his head. "Hail…?" Blue and the others called, still dumbfounded, because this is the first time they saw him cry. "What the heck..." Yuria muttered, enraged, as she glared at the unconscious Sylv. She didn’t expect him to betray her. "You dog – " she said and gritted her teeth as she raised her hand, glaring at Sylv. Jun hugged Sylv as he waited for her attack. He raised his head when he wasn't hit. He turned. Their eyes went wide as they looked at Hail holding Yuria's arm.

There was silence for a second… then Victor exhaled sharply, like he had been holding his breath the whole time. “Sylvia…” His voice was soft. Too soft. “You’re crying.” I didn’t respond. He continued, “I saw the video online. The crowd. The eggs. The shouting. I’ve been, God, I’ve been calling you nonstop.” I wiped my nose quietly. He went on, “I know you don’t want anyone to see you weak, but Sylvia… It's okay to cry. It’s okay to break down. You’re human.” That made my tears fall again, hot and unstoppable.

Joined with cold sweats that make me feel the warmth around my eyes much more. Hic, hic, Before I could even utter a word, I cried in tears. For some reason, I don’t even know. As if... something is wrong... Hic, hic... Tears won’t stop falling... “I... what... why won’t it stop?” Hic... I just cried my heart out until the door opened, it was Serena. “Shinyu!!” I shouted and burst to cry out more. Surprised, she hugs me in an instant.

"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!"

"You're joking with me, right? This is about the pearl." He lifted his head. His face was soaked. His eyes were so red they looked like they were bleeding. "I'll find you a better one. Bigger, more beautiful. Just say something, anything. You can yell at me, I don't care. Lyra, open your eyes." Nothing. He dropped his head again, pressing his forehead hard against my hand. His crying went quiet, became that compressed, strangled sound, the kind that comes not from a throat but somewhere deeper. Worse than screaming.

My grief swelled in a split second as I could no longer stop my tears rolling down my cheeks. Yoran became flustered. "Alright, I'll stop teasing you. Just don't cry, okay?" However, my tears only increased the more he tried to comfort me, and he sighed as he eventually pulled me into his arms. "What a crybaby!" - Joey's heart wasn't taken, but she was more or less finished as Sion virtually drained her dry. Even then, he kept her alive with some spell, forcing her to find fresh victims for him every day.

A quiet sob escaped my dry, parched lips, muffled down by his shirt accompanied by more trail of tears. I'm so pathetic. Why am I still crying? Silas hand rubbed my back soothingly, like he has been doing since I started crying. Wait, he knew I was crying? Shit! I tried getting out of his grip but he had other plans as he literally squeezed me more before whispering into my neck. "I'm here, you know..." He informed me quietly. I shook my head. I don't want him to be here for me, I don't want him to see me cry!