Tearjerker Books Novels & Stories

“Do you know that every time she sees your face, she felt pain. You know why? Because you are a reminder of her suffering. You abandoned your daughter with those people who isn’t even her blood related. You didn’t think about her in your entire life of voluntary imprisonment with the man you loved, yet you cheated with his brother. Now tell me, is that your definition of love? Cheating?” When Seraphina heard about it, the fire that raging inside her is getting more hotter and she feels she wanted to fire it out. But she’s also trying to control it. She didn’t want to cause another problem; besides, they still want Drakaina to do something for them.

She threw the crumpled letter out of the window as far as it could go. Elegant pearl of tears glistened down her cheeks and she quickly wiped it with the back of her palm.

Endless pain for losing a life. "Sshh, dear. Everything will be okay." I can feel her moving closer and embracing me tightly. I sobbed on her shoulders. She uttered words that would comfort me while her hands were caressing my back. Nonetheless, I forced myself to be strong. I tried to calm myself down even if I'm about to give in. I thought I already cried enough, I thought I was already hurt enough. My throat was sore and my eyes were swollen, but it seems like my tears aren't tired of streaming down. That even if I wanted to stop, it just won't. My heart tightened in utter pain.

Lyka’s POV I don't feel sleepy tonight with all the things that can't just stop going inside my head. I can't stop thinking about what the old lady showed me. The pain I felt seeing the Apocalypse was just so unforgettable. I couldn't erase the painful cries of pain and the massacre I witnessed. People were covered in pools of blood, children inclusive. It was just so terrifying.

She is just trying to be honest. “You're welcome,” said Quan in the end, feeling the need to return her teacher's thanks, no matter how impudent the reason was. “And where did your answer come from, Quan Durbysch?” Mr. Kei asked while tilting his head. Realizing that all the eyes in the class were on her, Quan's head felt as if an invisible ant was biting her. “From the boring book entitled Children of the Night which is now in the museum,” Quan said finally. “People say it's just bullshit, I say it's interesting.”

He smiled, but it was clear he was still sad. “Solen murdered her because she was jealous.” Because I was confused, I remained silent while frowning. So, what am I doing in their lives? “We’ve arrived,” I looked outside and saw that I was just outside the hotel. “Thank you,” I said as I stepped out of the car and patted him on the shoulder. I was about to enter when Jaguar’s secretary called me. “You forgot about this.” My eyes widened as he lifted the folder, and I looked around before taking it from him.

He finds the passages that confirm it. Bonded pairs may share pain and fear. His breath stutters. He throws a book across the room. It slams into the wall with a violent crack, pages fluttering like wounded birds to the floor. In my library, my vision blurs. My fingers curl around the fragile page, and before I can stop myself, I tear it in half. The sound is soft. Final. I stare at the torn edges, at the truth bleeding through the room around me. Books lie open everywhere, their words screaming the same conclusion in a dozen different ways.

I was shopping for a crib when Xavier Davis came home with a three-year-old boy. One look at the child was enough to make me pause. He had the exact same eyes as Xavier's first love. "She just moved back and isn't in a position to take care of him," Xavier told me. "He'll be living with us from now on." There was no room for discussion in his tone. The decision had already been made. Then his gaze dropped to the slight curve of my stomach. "As for yours… Terminate the pregnancy. He's sensitive. A new baby would be too much for him right now." My fingers tightened around the ultrasound printout in my hand. For a long moment, I said nothing. Then I gave him the answer he expected

-A long final chapter for the new year? Let’s have it!- ~ ~TEYANA~ •Four Years Later• I adjusted my pen in my hand, letting a small sigh escape as I signed yet another book autograph. My hand ached slightly from the continuous scribbling, but I smiled through it. Today, my viral book “Love And Ruin”—the story of Jeremy and me—had officially become a bestseller across multiple countries. Seeing the lines of eager readers waiting for their copies made all the exhaustion worth it.

Chapter Two Ava’s POV The house was eerily quiet, except for the soft rustling of my hands as I packed away the last remnants of my past. I stood in Lily’s bedroom, my fingers tracing over the framed picture of my little girl. Her bright smile was frozen in time, her eyes full of the happiness she had always carried. My chest ached, but I couldn’t cry anymore—there were no tears left. No more pain to wipe on. Slowly, I removed the picture from the wall, placing it gently inside the bag I had set aside. The bag was meant for burning. I didn't want to see anymore of it that will bring pain towards me.