Tears Words Novels & Stories

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

I whimpered, tears blurring my vision. “Tesoro, non ti ho detto che le tue lacrime sono le mie? Non piangi per nessun altro, specialmente per un uomo così patetico. Non merita la tua paura o le tue lacrime.” Darling, did I not tell you that your tears are mine? You do not cry for anyone else, especially not for such a pathetic man. He doesn’t deserve your fear or your tears.

The principal said and Tanya's eyes filled with painful tears. Her mouth moved but no words could form out, rather the tears in her eyes came pouring down in a rush...

It felt as if the very essence of her existence had been shattered, leaving behind a void that no words or apologies could fill. Tears streamed down her face, tracing a path of anguish and vulnerability. They were the silent testament to the depth of her pain, expressing what words could not convey. In the solitude of her room, Lisa allowed herself to surrender to the waves of sorrow that crashed upon her, surrendering to the cathartic release of tears that cleansed her wounded soul. As the tears fell, her mind yearned for an escape, a respite from the piercing judgments and accusations that had wounded her so deeply. She longed to find solace in a realm where their words held no power, wher

Everything was back to how it was previously. Instead of doing anything, Miracle got under her blanket and let her tears wet her pillow. She didn't understand why, but the lady's pain felt like her own, pressing heavily on her heart.

Without hesitation, Liam crouched and wrapped his arms around Theodore, who was still crying. "Hey, it's okay. I'm right here. Everything's going to be fine. Stop crying, little man." Reassured, Theodore pressed his lips together. His eyes were puffy from crying, tears blurring his sight. He whispered through his sobs, "T-Thank you." Then, he brushed the tears from his face. Liam grinned, his hand brushing the back of Theodore's head. "That's it. Now that's a little man."

-Do you know who I am? Iris was so angry that she laughed sarcastically, she didn't even realize it, but she also knew some rumors about Iris, it's best not to tell the truth. - Sir, I… don't know… - OH? I don't know, so do you have the guts to tease me? A cheery laugh resounded, dissolving his coldness and revealing his unintended sensuality. Suddenly the woman was dragged away, her high heels made her whole body unsteady, her whole body fell to the ground, she looked up at Iris in surprise, innocent eyes blinking.

I deactivated my social media accounts except for my Twitter account that became my virtual diary. I am indulging myself with tv series I can watch on Netflix. Some series there has a moral lesson that also made me realize about small things. At times like this, we need to change. “Tears can be teachers if we let them” I saw a phrase on the internet. I instantly took a screenshot of it. This quote is realistic. If we let our tears be our teachers, then it will teach us a lot of lessons in life. Crying doesn’t mean a person is weak. Crying is a way where we need to let go of the pain, sadness, and anger in our hearts. After we cry, everything will be okay.

Her mother pulled her into a tight embrace, her soothing voice was like a balm in her soul, “I am so sorry that you are hurting, my sweet daughter. I know that it feels like the end of the world now, but believe me, this pain is not forever; it will pass, and you will come out of this stronger.” Her mother’s words acted as a healing balm, stitching together the jagged edges of her shattered heart. Vivica looked at her mother with a grateful smile, and she whispered, “Thank you, Mom, for your comforting words. They truly mean everything to me. I appreciate you more than you know.”

“Well. That’s pretty definitive.” I nodded once. Then again. And then I started crying. Rachel blinked. “Wait… are those happy tears or sad tears? I thought you said we were happy.” “I am,” I said quickly, swiping at my face. “These are happy tears. They’re also terrified tears. And overwhelmed tears. And what-if-Stacy-doesn’t-want-this tears.” Rachel turned fully toward me, taking both of my hands. “Listen to me, Beth. Stacy is going to be over the goddamn moon.”