Tearjerker Books Novels & Stories

Doing nothing. My chest burns, my eyes sting. Before I know it, tears slide hot down my face. I wipe them away quickly, angry at myself, at my weakness, but I can’t look away. I don’t even understand why it hurts this much. The woman doesn’t stop. The girl curls smaller on the ground, and the world stands still around her suffering. My feet begin to move, dragging toward her, as if some invisible thread is pulling me. Then I hear it. A boy’s cry, raw and desperate. “Lila!”

However, this could in no way explain what he was doing as "The Cherry Blossom Reaper" - However, the orphanage I ended up in was no different from my family home.- Hyun Sik continued, looking somewhere ahead.- The guardians mistreated every child there. If any of them didn't like something about your behavior, you got spanked. The orphanage received subsidies from the city, but our meals were so modest that it was impossible to fill yourself with it in any way, we wore always the same clothes, we were allowed to wash ourselves only once every two weeks. There was a playroom full of new toys, but we weren't allowed to go in as we might have broken something. We rarely went out to the yard, w

He is crying, seeing how lifeless the man looks. "I-I-I-I'm so s-s-sorry. M-May your-r-rest in p-p-peace!" he cries out. Chris wipes away the tears. He stops looking at the dead man. He turns around and walks back to the car. He opens the passenger's side, sits down, and close the door. Brian notices that his partner is crying. "Come on, ginger! Man up!" he forcefully tells him. "You know you will not get away with this. Your actions will come back and bite you in the ass," he warns him.

Silent tears rolled down my face. Why? Why couldn't I just have a normal family and a happy life? I never wanted to hurt anyone. I never even got involved with the things they did. But maybe I wasn't innocent either. The money that was used to raise me was dirty, stained with blood and tears. No matter how much I tried to deny it, I couldn't escape payback forever. I just never thought the price would be my own family trying to kill me. When Neil saw me crying, his whole face darkened with fury.

Izzy was just quiet as she listened to me as I spoke while giving her the books to pile in the boxes. "We're rich, Izzy, but no money could help me escape Rian or my mind. We tied therapy a few times before Rian, but they never worked. They only made me wore, because I feel like I can't breathe on my own," I looked at the book in my hand and it was one of my favorite books, The samurai game by Christine Feehan. "These books," I whispered as a tear fell from my eyes, "they need to go. I need to face my reality, and these books are preventing me from doing it," Izzy stood up and hugged me.

During a family dinner with Liam, I brought up the idea of getting married sooner and starting a family. He immediately assumed I was after his family's wealth and only wanted to marry him for his money. In front of everyone, he slapped me more than a dozen times. Then he turned around and pursued his jealous childhood sweetheart. I grabbed his hand and begged him not to leave, but in a fit of rage, he shoved me down the stairs. That shove ended up breaking both my legs and fracturing my skull. I spent a month in the ICU before I finally regained consciousness. This time, I didn’t make a scene. Instead, I called my mother overseas. "Mom, about the inheritance you mentioned last time… I

XIENNE A few days later, our lives returned to normal. Rhiza has been delivered to her final destination. I didn’t expect that I would cry. I didn't notice that my tears were already dripping for the woman I had no love for. She is not even my friend so why I am crying? That is the question I had in my mind. I immediately wiped away the tears that dripped from my eyes and left them all there to mourn for the dead. Their tears could not bring back the dead person. The dead woman can no longer see the sadness of the people she left behind. Why are they wasting tears? They just make themselves look stupid.

Tears are falling off my eyes, and I start to whimper. "N... Are you crying? Why are you crying? I hope you're not crying for David because he doesn't deserve anyone's tears or sympathy." She tells me. "I'm not crying for him. I'm crying because life is so hard. Being black and a vampire has not been an easy journey for me. It still hurts that my parents lost their lives because of racism. Why must we have to suffer the most? This life is so cruel and unfair!" I wailed, venting out my frustration.

I had pushed her out of the way to protect her, taking the impact myself and ending up paralyzed, never to walk again. One of my kidneys had even ended up failing. However, since Queenie had been pregnant at the time, I had begged the doctor not to tell her to avoid upsetting her. When I had first learned I was paralyzed, I hadn't wanted to burden Queenie and had even considered divorcing her. But she had stubbornly refused, saying she loved me and would stay by my side no matter what. Yet, time could be both cruel and unyielding. The woman who had once said she would always love me and stay by my side had eventually disappeared. Now, as I looked at her holding a knife to Leroy's neck, deman

I need to buy more locks. I slid down the walls and wrapped my arms around my knees and let the tears flow. Fabian is out. He's out. I don't know how long I cried but I slept off in that position. When I woke up the next morning, my head felt like it was splitting into two. My body was stiff from curling up for a long time. The room spinned as I stood. I entered the bathroom to prepare for school. When the water touched my hands, I winced, I had forgotten that I had cuts from picking up the broken glasses last night. The wound stung with every movement.