Teardrop X Woody Novels & Stories

I said without any intention of touching his trembling shoulders. “Forgive me, Dent! I’ve received my karma. I’ve already received it!” Xavier said. He coughed several times before looking up at me with a tear-stained face. “Yeah. You really did deserve it, Xavier.” His sobs only grew louder. People stared at us, including Woody, who had already gotten out of the car. I quickly reached for his small hand. “Come with me,” I told Xavier, whose eyes blinked in disbelief. Without waiting for anything else, I hurried back into the car after hearing other drivers honking in protest.

Her tear gland must have dried out. No more tears came for she had been crying for long. She had blown her nose over and over that it was beginning to get sore. She was torturing herself searching for answers she would never find. How would she move on from here? Her life would be totally screwed up without him. She would be wretched. He was the only reason she breathe. In Tesot, she had found the greatest satisfaction of her life. She had found a man of her dreams, perfect in every sense, meeting every bit of component of an ideal husband of her childhood fantasies. She had found love much more fulfilling than anything.

"Aren't you quite the charmer online? Worried about finding a girlfriend?" "I'm just making normal friends, learning English," Woody's voice dropped. Sandy snorted in disbelief. She had previously planted a virus in his phone while sending him a zip file, giving her live updates on his phone activities. Given the number of girls on his list, his words in front of her were laughable. Sandy quickly cut to the chase, "Hurry up and get the caretaker to open up. Otherwise, my friend here will beat you to a pulp!" Woody, taken aback by her blunt manner, still obediently approached the dormitory's side entrance and knocked on the window of the security room.

I needed a secluded spot to unleash my anger and tears, away from prying eyes and unwelcome voices of fake sympathy. I stumbled, my vision blurred by tears, and collided with an obstacle. Before I could hit the ground, strong arms wrapped around me, steadying my trembling frame. "Wendy, what's wrong, babe?" A calm, masculine voice cut through the chaos in my mind, and I peered up at the figure before me, his features a blur through my teary eyes. "What... What's wrong with you, honey?" he asked again, concern etched in his voice. Without a word, I collapsed against his chest, letting the floodgates open as tears streamed down my cheeks.

Once he comes, I will take my time to think of what to do next as I heal. ***ALPHA XANDER’S POV**** “Oh, my goodness. This is ridiculous. How am I supposed to get a teardrop as a ghost? If I go in the flesh, I can get as many teardrops as you want.” I said, hoping they would change their mind. “We don't take in cheap things.” He said as he stood up.

I could see pieces of a boat here and there, and what I swore was an arm and other viscera scattered. “Fucking Hell… there!” Teddy pointed to half of the boat with a body slightly pinned under it, the golden hair matted with blood. Teddy stopped the van right next to it, cussing as he pulled off his shirt and made strips, wrapping it around the part of the legs he could get too. “Sorry, brother!” He yelled as he used his clawed hands to dig in just below the knees, cutting off the parts of the legs that were pinned. I reached behind me and cried as I moved my leg to do it, opening up the sliding door as Teddy came around with Axel. “Goddess, if he makes this I’m going to have to buy his beer

*Woods__ means a forested area* Like her friend told her some creepy folktales about such place. * * * * * * * FEW HOURS LATER..... Mr Fredrick drove into the magnificent duplex as they all gasped in excitement. "We are here" Mr Fredrick said as they jumped out of the car in happiness. "This is so big " Joel and Sonia exclaimed as they rushed inside the duplex before everyone else. The couple burst into laughter. They all entered the duplex while Angela walked in sluggishly. "This should be room... I was told it's pink" Sonia screamed in delight.

Silence takes over us once more. A familiar cry reaches my ear from the opposite side of the park, Matteo laying on the ground with his knee in his hands. I stand up, wide-eyed, and tell Lucas and Abbey I'll call them back. I rush up to Matteo and kneel alongside him, brushing away a few tears that have flowed down his cheeks. Looking down at his knee, I notice a small amount of blood leaking from beneath his light blue pants, which causes me to get slightly concerned. Rolling up his jeans as much as I could to expose his knee, I look at the graze, a small amount of blood running down his knee. Taking out a packet of tissues in my pocket, I press it against his knee to try and stop the bleed

Just gone. I feel Xander’s arm go around me, comforting me, but I need to comfort them. I reach out, taking Tate’s hand, pulling him to my side and putting my arm around him. Xander opens his other arm to Meadow and she walks up to him, tucking herself against his side as the tears start to fall. Somehow, Xander pulls all of us in, holding us together as a family, as if we are his family. He holds us as Meadow and I cry and he grips Tate’s shoulder as he fights his own tears.

Delilah called his number again. As the automated voice continued playing, she slowly walked through the little home they had built together. Then something caught her eye. It was a faint glint of light inside the trash can. She crossed the room in a few quick steps and pulled out a shattered picture frame. After retrieving the first one, she discovered countless others inside. Every photograph Cedric had once treasured had been cut apart. In each picture, the person missing was the man standing in the middle—himself. Cedric had removed his own image from every photo, leaving only tiny fragments of paper linking Delilah and Marcel together. It was as though he no longer wanted to exist betwe