Tony Cry Novels & Stories

Either they are admiring his looks or talking about how stupid he looks; he doesn’t know since he couldn’t actually hear them from afar. “Come on, Tony! Smile!” Crystal called out and pulled on his arm in an attempt to get him into the picture which she is taking with her phone. Antony sneered and pried the woman’s hands off of his arm but she already took the picture before he was able to get free. “Don’t call me that.” Antony spoke in a harsh tone of annoyance. But Crystal wasn’t fazed at all, in fact, she dragged Antony once again to another animal, this one being a lion’s den.

I placed it down near the six potted plants. I suddenly heard people arguing and a baby crying and I knew it was from the flat below which belonged to Miss. Claw. It was no secret that Miss. Claw and Tydo always fought but their fights got worse when Tydo dropped out of school. I saw Tydo standing on the balcony smoking as I could hear Miss. Claw yelling in the background and the baby crying. I took the watering kettle and started watering the six potted plants. I suddenly heard the knock from the front door as I walked back inside.

he asked, sounding as though he was about to cry. She did start crying. “You have always had so much going for you,” she replied. “I mean, look at you. You’re hot as fuck.” Tony blushed. “And I’m just… me. I don’t have anything going for me. I don’t have friends, I don’t have a family. My job is shit. My life is shit…” she broke down sobbing.

Tony returns to the mansion after he finishes with his client, When entering the mansion, he sees the security guard responsible for washing the cars bringing out cars from the garage for wash, and one of them rolls a power bike out. "Have I not seen this before now?" He was asking himself. "Who owns that?" He asked the security. "This? It belongs to Sir Craig." Tony nods and turns, the securities talk to themselves. "Sir Craig is really like a god, especially when he is on black in the night." "He is like a knight." "All black?" Tony asked no one in particular. "Yes!" They replied, he ran inside, only to see Gregory and Whitney in the living room. "Is Craig, Cathy's savior?"

Tony commented. “One more word out of your mouth and I am putting a bullet through your brain. I dare you to say just one more thing, kid.” Tony knew he was annoyed so he said nothing. He thought of Krystal and wondered what she was like now. She has been living with a mafia boss for months now. Did she change or is she still the same?

Halting abruptly a few walk to the fridge, his eyes narrowed as they stayed on Dr Greg, who was still tied on the chair. His eyes flickered to Kira, who was still soundly asleep. Before walking towards where a bat lay, he clutched it and stepped towards Doctor Greg. "Today is my lucky day," Trevor said, prodding him with the bat. "Wake up, old fool!" But he got no response. He tried again for the second time by kicking his ankle. And it worked. Doctor Greg jerked awake, and his eyes widened as he glanced around the room before they settled on Trevor.

If this humble book made you happy, sad, scared, or any other feelings even just for a second or if it taught you anything in life just a little bit, then it has served its purpose. SILENT CRY....now signing off. 💖

“A cat. Very shy. Very… emotional. Likes to cry for no reason.” There was a long pause. Tony blinked slowly. “You bought a crying cat.” “Rare breed,” Lorenzo added confidently. Tony stared another moment, clearly questioning every life decision that led him here.Finally, he sighed. “Whatever. Just get the document done.” He walked to the door, opened it, and stepped out without looking back. The moment it clicked shut, Lorenzo sagged like a dying balloon.“Holy shit,” he muttered. Ivy burst out of the closet. “I thought we were dead!”

His voice came to my ears, low and deep. “I want to be the only one you need to do it. I want to be the only one to touch your body. To taste you, to see your smile and your tears. Not until I realize how possessive I can get. I don't want to know who he is… you are mine. Nothing—even Vince—can change that.” I blinked. What has gotten into his head? Calling Lord Vince by his name like that. He doesn't sound like Titan, who was a loyal servant of Lord Vince. He sounds more like Vince is his competition.