Tears Of Rain Novels & Stories

I hated to leave Xander but I needed to get back to my room before the tears started falling freely. One had already slipped out before I could stop it but I didn’t want anyone to see the mess I was about to become. After locking myself in the safety of my bedroom, I fell against the door and dropped to my knees. The tears were coming fast, falling down my cheeks in thick rivulets before splashing on my bare legs. I hadn’t cried this much in a long time but seeing Storm carry that stag to me opened a floodgate that didn’t want to close.

He was down there, in the dark, breathing in the toxic air of a subterranean grave, risking everything to break the chains of an empire. A single, hot tear escaped Rebecca’s closed eyes, tracing a slow path down her pale cheek before freezing in the biting mountain air against the backdrop of the dark, polished stone. It was followed by another, and then another—silent, glittering drops of pure devotion, anxiety, and unshakeable faith that fell softly into the shadows. She did not sob, she did not wail; she simply stood as a solitary monument of sovereign love, her silent tears bringing the long, tense chapter to an absolute, breathless close as the highlands waited for the first strike of t

- she begged, feeling tears running down her cheeks. Finally he approached Ye Eun, holding an object in his hand. Finally she recognized closely what it was - a vial filled with colorless liquid. Later, however, her eyes went to the face of the captor. From the beginning Ye Eun kind of knew it was him, but it's not his face she wanted to see. If it would be someone else, a stranger, she could understand. But him? They knew each other so well, and despite various strange situations, she never thought that he would be able to hurt her.

It was like her lungs have completely given up on her. She let out a deep groan as she tried to suck in the air but to no avail. Her eyes filled with tears again. She couldn’t do it anymore. She had her mouth open as she silently sobbed – as drool strings out of her mouth. She choked on her tears and crawl her way to the door of the room. She needed to get out. She somehow managed to open the door, only to be welcomed by the wind and rain. She closed her eyes as the kneed down at the door while the rain slaps her face along with the rain. The cool water against her skin soothed her burning heart. For a few minutes, she sat there – as the rain drenched her while entering the room as well.

“It's all my fault. Everything that happened to you is my fault; I should be the one dead. I'll never be happy, I promise to never be happy.” Tears kept streaming down my face, a quiet, soundless waterfall of sorrow. My body shook slightly, but my mouth was clamped shut, stifling any audible sobs. I cried silently, hiding my pain from the world, as if afraid to let others see the depth of my emotions. Each tear that fell was a testament to the weight I carried, a physical manifestation of the grief, hurt, or frustration that had become too much to bear. My eyes, red-rimmed and puffy, were the only giveaway, a window to the storm raging within.

The rain dripped from my hair and ran down my face, mingling with the salty taste of my tears. I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering uncontrollably as the rain continued its relentless assault. My thoughts swirled like the storm above me with memories of my family, flashes of Russo’s cold gaze, the sting of Miley’s betrayal, and Ella’s triumphant smirk. Everything I had known, everything I had trusted, had been stripped away, leaving me with nothing but the bitter taste of regret and a fierce determination not to be broken.

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,

I was so mad. I don't know where that madness was coming from. But I feel so heavy that I feel like I might shrink under the ground. I wanted to shed a tear, but nothing is coming out. I wanted to burst into tears, but there was something inside me saying NO! A single tear is not worth it to give to this woman. Raven got near me, and she held my hands while the old woman was shaking in tears.

Even her own reflection on the mirror looked different. And with that, she welcomed the tears. Funny thing about tears is that it’s like heavy clouds with loads of rain. You open the gate, a slightest trigger, and then it all fall down like gravity. One second in and you’re already breaking down, finally letting all the rain fall. And Harper was having it altogether. - - -

She places her bag to the side and lets the rain cascade over her, soaking her clothes and drenching her to the core. The raindrops merge with her tears, mingling in a cathartic release of pent-up emotions. In this moment, she finds solace in the storm, surrendering herself to its embrace. The rain washes away the pain, allowing her to feel cleansed and renewed. It is an act of defiance, an act of reclaiming her independence and finding strength amidst vulnerability.