Novel & Cerita Tearjerker Books

Lucy POV I almost forgot what I need to buy for groceries because of the sudden presence of Kent. I tried to act cool in front of him but deep inside, I have torn apart, broken into pieces, helpless, and damaged. He's the one who made my life miserable. If he didn't hit in me, fooled and betrayed me, everything is perfect even he's not with me. Yes, I admit, I trusted him with my life and it's the biggest mistake made in my life.

Annalise could barely contain her side Snickers, she also felt the same way. “ Enough of the bitch talk, reading time!” I said removing the romance books I kept under my sleeves. My tears infused Jade Bangles clinks together as I yank the book out. I have gotten more tears infused in my pieces of jewelry I have also gotten better at healing people and controlling the tear's reaction around me. They only respond when I summon them.

Abran stands and walks towards me, stopping as he reaches out to place a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “Be well” I nod as a lone tear escapes down my face as he walks out the door and out of my life for the last time. I turn and walk towards the bathroom, remembering my towel this time. As soon as I turn on the shower, my tears begin to fall. Masked by the shower I fall to the bottom and weep. I grieve for the life I thought I was going to have, for the girl who spent years trying to make herself something she isn’t. I don’t know how long I have been sitting on the floor of the shower crying, but my tears have finally run dry when I hear a soft knock on the door. “Amelia” I instantly k

— Elara" Only then did it dawn on me. The tearing pain deep within my divine core when I had touched Cassia at the altar, the frantic howling of my war god's essence, had all been because our soul-bond was shattering. I had personally buried our profound love. My fingertips trembling, I read the thoughts on the laurel leaf again and again. The leaf trembled in my hand, making a faint, rustling sound. A coppery taste I couldn't suppress suddenly rose in my throat. The brilliant divine realm before my eyes began to twist and spin. The stars lost their color, and everything began to peel away. The indestructible jade of the temple floor seemed to dissolve beneath my feet, becoming a bottomless,

Soon, there will be no room for air to flow through. “Please stop hurting me.” That's all I can say, but it comes out as a whimper. My plea only makes him smile. He likes the fact that I’m at his mercy. I try to hold back the tears. I want to be strong, but the tears begin to stream down my face. Once again, his hands connect with my face, but this time it’s his fist that lands in my right eye.

For a second, I could not process what I was seeing. The torn pieces of my answer booklet fluttered down across the desk and floor. All the time I had fought for, all the work I had forced myself to complete, all the proof that I had not given up, lay in scraps at my feet. The anger I had been swallowing all morning finally broke through. "What gives you the right to tear up my paper?" I rushed forward and grabbed his sleeve. Stiazky wrenched himself free and shouted back.

Worse, she'd tear every last secret from his shattered mind. I couldn't let that happen, so I raised the gun. Jayden's eyes went wide with shock the instant I fired. I knew, in his eyes, I was no different from Alan now.

Max's mental health suffered greatly, and he realized that he needed professional help to heal. Max made the difficult decision to take a year-long leave of absence from the academy to focus on therapy and recovery. During this time, he sought out the expertise of grief counselors, psychologists, and trauma specialists who could help him navigate the complex emotions and trauma resulting from the accident. Max's therapy sessions were filled with tearful reflections, intense introspection, and painful reliving of the tragic events. As Max gradually started to open up about his feelings of guilt and remorse, he learned coping mechanisms to manage his overwhelming emotions. Therapeutic techniqu

and every feeling I once had vanished, my entire perspective was on the other end of this invisible red string that was tying my soulmate and I together. Reaching the sink in the bathroom I clasped my toothbrush and snapped the tab of the toothpaste tube off before placing some paste onto the bristles of my brush. Slowly turning on the facet I dunked the brush beneath the gentle stream of water and began to scrub the plaque and leftover food from my teeth. When I finished I spat the foam from my mouth and rinsed it off of the side of the sink before brushing my tongue and spitting again. Finishing brushing my teeth I sighed and gave a pearly white grin to my reflection. Then I went to my ro

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,