The Bird That Drinks Tears Novels & Stories

She yelled, already choking on her tears. " Why is life being so unfair to me, why? " She mumbled as she hugged her legs. She buried her face, hugging herself even tighter. She stayed in that position, hugging herself and crying her eyes out for over 20 minutes. She was still sobbing when she felt something perch on her shoulder making her slowly raise her head. Her eyes and face were now all swollen and red due to too much crying. She was surprised to see an eagle perched on her shoulder. Sniffing back her tears, she reached out her hand, and the eagle perched on it instead.

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,

Tears falling like an neverending waterfall from my eyes. I didn't have to mindlink my father, he already knewn she was gone by the snapping of the mate bond, letting him known she was dead. The screams I heard from my father that night were sounds you would never think a grown man could make. His screams mirroring that of a banshee, ear piercing cries rang through out the bathroom, bouncing off the silver tile walls.

untill I met him I don't know what is meant by pain what is seriousness in my life I use to think the tears in eyes comes only when we laugh more but after meeting me he showed me tears will be caused due to pain but finally he left me by taking those tears also away from me I listened somewhere tears less the burden in heart but my prince dont want me to forget him I know he is the my most possessive prince so what he taken my tears away he want me to remind him every second untill my death I seen rio sleeping sometimes I forgets he is a bird but he is the one who understands me better than anyone in this world I'm also laying on floor by thinking all these I wish all these pain of five yea

by holding her earring I slept unknowingly meanwhile the birds in tree opposite to rishi's balcony bird 2 : hey why you are crying bird 1 : didn't you see that demon is having tears in his eyes and crying how painful it is bird 2 : do you think he loves her bird 1 : yeah bird 2 : I want to see that angel bird 1 : let's go I will show you bird 2 : okay bird 1 : she is the one bird 2 : wahh she is so pretty

"Ismael Kiplimo!" He witnessed a shocked frightened look in her eyes. A shock of realization. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was obvious she was going to cry. She shrank down the couch and lowered her eyes covering them with a leso and broke into tears. She shamelessly cried like a little kid. Mary crossed over to comfort her. "Don't cry sis. It is alright."

In this short life, she had felt warmth twice: once when Vincent carried her home at eight, and now, in this fire, the heat forcing tears from her eyes. Tears streamed down her cheeks, into her mouth, salty and bitter. She couldn't tell if the taste was from the tears or the blood, but they shared one thing in common—they were bitter, more so than any medicine she had ever tasted. ... A bird with broken wings and legs was finally going to die.

So with every ounce of my strength, I dragged his unconscious body outside before collapsing beside him. I woke up in the hospital with a permanent burn scar on the back of my neck. Back then, I only had one thought. "At least Judd's okay." It never crossed my mind that he would mistake Megan for his savior, or that we would end up here. My silence seemed to give him the answer he needed. Tears began streaming down his face as he covered his eyes, and his shoulders shook violently. "I'm so sorry… I had no idea…" After crying for a while, he looked up with a strange glint in his eyes.

My arms and chest were the most difficult thanks to all of the tattoos I've gotten over the years. As I carefully searched my chest, parting my hair to get a good look like one would do to a dog when looking for ticks, I noticed that the dragon on my chest seemed to look like it had large white-green tears coming from it's eyes, almost as if it had been crying and the tears dried on my skin. There were only three of them, but they were there all the same.

Reminding me why the Black family need to be wiped off the face of the planet like the stains that they are. She steps back, nibbling on her lower lip, looking like a lost deer caught in headlights. “I get the feeling this conversation isn’t over?” “Far from it, Little Bird,” I state firmly. “Fair enough. We both have questions that only we can answer.” The corners of her mouth curl upwards, almost touching the corners of her eyes that are filled with remorse and sorrow. I watch as she turns around and climbs into the bath, wincing in pain as she lowers herself into the water. A sense of wrath takes over my heart, making me thirsty for blood and vengeance.