Teardrop X Eraser Novels & Stories

Its branches spread out with canopy of leaves creating a beautiful play of light and shadow. Xavier turned to look at Erica who stared back at him in confusion. They were neat the tree but not near enough. Erica's questioning gaze made his lips tilt up. She had an expression of a child who had been crying moments ago but the moment they are presented with something intriguing, they forget their sadness. While Erica's tears hadn't dried up, her mind had been diverted to a certain extent. Xavier felt proud of himself for achieving this feat.

Erica screamed. But she was screaming with her own voice. Not the Tear's. I pulled the fragment into myself. Absorbed it. Added it to the larger Tear presence already locked inside me. The Tear seemed pleased. See? You used me. You needed me. Shut up. Erica collapsed back onto the bed. Her eyes returned to their normal color. Her breathing slowed. "Mom?" she whispered. "I'm here." I gathered her in my arms. "I'm so sorry. This is my fault."

PEONY CRIMSON’S POV My eyes closed, silent tears streaming down my face. With his thumb, Xander wiped them off. He sent out a regretful sigh that covered my face. There was a fresh realization and an all-encompassing silence as we both became silent. That I had made the wrong choice and erred in every way as well.

Its blade caught the red light, gleaming like fire. “Elara,” he warned. “I’ll be fine,” I lied, because it was easier than saying I don’t have a choice. I pressed the edge against my palm. The metal bit deep, and blood bloomed bright against my skin. The Tear Drop pulsed once and then twice, and then drank the offering, the light spilling outward in waves. The cavern roared. The crystals flared alive, burning so bright they turned the air to heat. Then—silence.

I am taller than him, he tiptoed and kissed me on the lips, his eyes were half-closed while mine are wide open, I saw his tears flow down from his cheek, I used my thumb to wipe it. "I cried so many times already, if I can calculate the tears I have shed, I think I might be able to full a pool. But right now, I'm am crying because of happiness, now I believe that some tears are sad and some are wonderful, these tears are the proof that people cry when they are happy. Tears of happiness," He continued. I just smiled. He is an amazing person. " I promise that from now on, you will only cry when you are happy, I will never let you cry due to sadness. This eyes doesn't deserve to shed sad tears,

Eros continued, regretfully. A tear slipped from his face and landed on her. She stirred

Reynold said giving her a kiss on the forehead. The model cleaned herself up and in excitement asked him when she would get to work in his company. "Look, if you want to start working in my company, then you would have to go back to your company and get a proper grooming, and also tell them to reduce the amount of paint on your face. It's hideous." Reynold said with utter disgust, and this made the model sad and embarrassed; she just ran out of his office with her hands covering the tears that were probably making their way out of her eyes.

She thought Edgar was using an excuse for another veiled confession of his feelings for her. "If you don't like it, I'll change my design topic," Edgar said softly. "It's just an assignment. Please don't be upset, Jess." While Jessica was still angry, Cooper hurriedly chimed in with a conciliatory smile. "Yeah, you should change it to something else. Coffins are so morbid. Young people like you should think positively and be a bit more cheerful." Edgar gathered the scattered documents from the floor. Then, he threw them all into the trash in front of Jessica. Only then did her tense expression ease slightly.

Roger, noticing Margaret's expression falling, leaned close to Tyler and whispered, "Hey, can we leave now? Let's just sign the papers and grab the money." Tyler motioned for him to shut up, then asked Margaret carefully, "Mrs. Fuller, should I go ahead and send this girl to the winery?" Margaret didn't answer him. Instead, she reached down and helped me to my feet. Her hands trembled as she ripped the tape off my mouth. The scab on my swollen, torn lips ripped open again, and blood dripped down, splattering onto her high heels. Tyler's face darkened. He shoved me aside and dropped to the floor to wipe her shoes. "You little tramp! How dare you get Mrs. Fuller's shoes dirty! Get out of the w

I reply with tears strolling down my cheeks. " Artic, please don't cry! I promise we will figure it out soon," He tells me. " You weren't able to find anything out of this one either huh?" Shawn asks, picking up the book about vampires and their mates, flicking through the pages. I go to respond to his question about the book he's holding. When his breathing becomes ragged, clutching the book in his grasp, looking at me then back at the pages, before he drops the book on the floor.