Too Many Tears Novels & Stories

It opened up on my floor and as soon as I was in my bedroom, I slammed the door shut and leaned against it; breathing hard. I managed to move to the bed, overwhelmed by a whirlwind of emotions. My heart felt heavy, burdened by the weight of sadness. As tears welled up in my eyes, a deep ache settled in my chest. I could feel the first tear escape, tracing a path down my cheek. It was warm against my skin, a tangible manifestation of the pain within. Soon, more tears followed, forming a steady stream that cascaded down my face. Each tear carried my moment of vulnerability and a release of pent-up emotions.

I don't like our closeness. Go away from me... Far away from me... Please don't be the reason for my tears again. A tear came out of my eyes and I fell back on the bed weeping my tears. But the stupid tears didn't hear me. They like me so much that they never leave me alone.

I cry for them. The warm golden glow begins to grow out of Trev as more of my tears fall on him. And it dawns on me. My tears, they can heal. My body, my mind, my soul, can harm and kill in an instant. But, my tears, can save the wounded, mend the broken. My empathy can be the salvation. I can just as easily kill as I can cure. So, I cry some more. The more I cry, the faster his wounds stitch back together. Color returns to his face and his eyes open to look at me as if I am an angel. Trev reaches a hand up and holds my face as my tears keep streaming down.

After dying and coming back to life for my king for the 99th time, I am sent to the heavenly altar to be sacrificed yet again. The divine beast is about to awaken, and it demands the blood of the woman born with the phoenix's fate. But Arabella Beaumont is the true phoenix's reincarnation. Terrified, she throws herself into Edward Fairchild's arms. The man who once broke his kingly pride for me takes my hand and says gently, "Thea, go in her place." I stare at Edward, stunned. He lowers his voice, coaxing me, "You have the System. Even if you die, you can always come back. If Arabella goes up there, she'll die for good. Once you return, I'll make you the queen at once." Little does he kn

I gave out my special rat poison for free, trying to fix the complex's rat problem. And my neighbor Brenda turned right around and reported me. She demanded I pay out of pocket to have the rats disposed of humanely. I looked around at the neighbors. "I know a place that'll do it at cost," I said. "Extermination plus sanitizing runs about thirty grand. Split it across every unit and that's maybe twenty bucks a household—" Brenda cut me off before I could finish. "Nora, honey, you're the one who decided to trap those rats." "Why should everyone else foot the bill for that?" "And come on, it's a few hundred rats. You really need that kind of money?" "We're all neighbors here. Don't go shaking u

She said nothing wrong, so why was Roxanne shedding tears? Roxanne's eyes were red-rimmed moments later, and tears wouldn't stop coming. Her crying was silent. "It's not you, Anya." Roxanne sobbed. "I don't know why, but my chest hurts after the marriage's canceled. It's like I've lost something, and my heart's crying." Then, she started talking gibberish, and it was mixed in with her sobbing. Anya was confused. She couldn't hear her friend through all the sobbing.

He stumbled, his eyes filled with shock. As he hit the ground, he quickly snapped back into character. He crawled to Natalie and clung to her legs. Tears streamed down his face as he cried, "I'm sorry, Mommy! I'm so sorry! I won't do it again. I promise!" His wails grew louder, raw and unrestrained. That single slap had dragged every ounce of fear from him, leaving it all exposed for the camera. The camera slowly tilted up, shifting focus to Natalie. She was supposed to react immediately to Theodore's sudden breakdown. Instead, she froze for a full ten seconds. The take was ruined.

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.

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

When my family found out I was depressed because of a lack of love, they were all very regretful. Dad made my older sister, Rhea, give up her south-facing bedroom, the largest in the apartment. Mom gave me the new clothes she bought for Rhea. Even my younger brother, Caleb, who had always hated me, made me a birthday cake himself. They all hoped that I would get better, even though they forgot my actual birthday. So as not to disappoint them, I forced a smile. However, the next instant, Caleb threw the cake in my face. “I told you she was faking! If she really was depressed, how could she smile so easily?” Rhea rushed in from outside, her eyes red-rimmed. “You can just tell u