Teardrops In Your Eyes Novels & Stories

Leo exclaimed, "You aren't allowed here" I hear Jesse struggling "Say it!" he exclaimed as he was forcefully dragged away "Say it!". I fall to my knees and start to cry "The glitter in this is so-" Amanda gasps, as she rushes towards me "oh my... What happened?". "I'm fine" I use my hand to fan my tears "I'm fine". "Are you sure?". "Yes, I am".I hear Amanda sob "What's wrong? I promise I'm okay you don't have to cry".

Haya's pov I bit my tongue, trying to hold the tears that threatened to leave my eyes and that's when I can't hold them back. first, one small crystal bead escaped from my right eye, I can feel the warmth sliding down my cheeks and rolling off my chin, then another and another until my eyes flooded with them, coming like a rainfall. My brother walked towards me that's when I burst out into tears because I couldn't take it any more, I sobbed into his chest clutching his jacket and he held me in silence.

No matter how smart she is able to catch the teachings I give, the girl still has weaknesses that are far below me. "Dreaming mistress?" asked Lana suddenly. I am surprised. I looked at his figure who was standing half bent in front of me. "I'm tired, Lana," I replied. "Want me to get you a drink?" "Hmm, yeah. I think warm lemon tea can help me think clearly.” Lana turned around and walked quickly to the pantry. "Do you want a lot of sugar or medium?!" shouted Lana. "Don't have too much sugar. I don't want to have diabetes and die before Kevin. Don't forget, make one more glass for you. We drink together on the balcony while your master is sleeping!” I finally replied.

Worse, the pain that we mutually feel causes my closed eyes to tear, and before I can stop it, numerous pearls of tears stream down my cheeks. Out of reflex, I raise my hand, intending to wipe my tears. It is then I discover that I can now move my hand. Not only can I move my hand, I unintentionally get my eyes open as soon as my fingers make contact with my tears, awaken by it, and am greeted by a realization that everything I feel earlier just belongs to a mere dream as I still find myself sitting on the same spot I occupy. I made a quick check on my surroundings and then move my baffled look to the wet tips of my finger, staring at them blankly.

my vision become blur because of the tears. "Do you remember how many times I've asked you? After all, what was missing in my love for you? why Did you cheat on me?" He had tears in his eyes today because of me. The sight of his tear-streaked eyelashes brought tears to my eyes, and my heart sank to my stomach.

The door slams shut after me and I take a moment to allow everything to sink in before starting my car and driving away. The windshield and road beyond it blur as tears fog my vision. I do my best to blink them away. When it becomes impossible to blink the tears away, I pull over along the side of the road and finally allow myself to cry. Tears stream down my face, leaving it feeling hot and sticky. I mourn the loss of my mate and the family I will never get to have.

The gentle patter of rain against the windowpane provides a soothing backdrop, a natural symphony that matches the rhythm of my troubled thoughts. In this moment of solitude, I let the tears flow freely, mingling with the rain that caresses my face. Each droplet seems to carry away a fraction of my anguish as if nature itself is trying to wash away my pain. The rain becomes my silent confidante, listening to the whispers of my sorrow and offering solace in its gentle embrace.

Luna The tears in my eyes dried as I wiped them away with the back of my hand, leaving behind a salty residue. I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief wash over me as I let go of the emotions that had overwhelmed me. Forget it as if it were a beautiful dream—a week in paradise now shattered by reality.

Tears blurred my vision as I made a beeline for the bathroom. Once inside, I locked the door behind me, the click of the lock sounding unusually loud in the silence. I leaned against the door, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps. The tears that I had been holding back now flowed freely, each one a testament to the pain and frustration I felt. I slid down the door, my knees drawn up to my chest. The cool tiles of the bathroom floor were a stark contrast to the heat of my tears. I buried my face in my hands, my sobs echoing off the walls.

She peers up at me with tears shining on her lower lash line and the devastation in her eyes practically breaks my heart. I turn my hand over and clasp my palm with hers. Jenna closes her eyes, and a lone tear runs out the corner of one eye and slowly trickles down her tan cheek. I reach out and gently wipe it away with my thumb, loving how her skin feels against mine. I cup her cheek, wanting her eyes on me. “Open your eyes, mate. Look at me.” When she opens her sad eyes again, I give her a small, reassuring smile.