When Angels Cry Novels & Stories

In truth, I didn't even know her, when it comes right down to it. "Boys, boys, boys. Such troublesome fellows. Still worth the trouble sometimes." I winked at her, as she gave a sincere, honest to God laugh. It sounded like the angel's bells, too melodious to ignore, too beautiful to be overlooked. She had a singing laugh, like it was the most natural thing in the universe. I'd only heard her sing once, and she didn't see me. After I heard her sing at 1am with her heart and soul, I went back to my room and cried, all the bottled emotions, rising to the surface. I cried for the family I lost, the friends I'd never have, the normal life I crave but never could get. I cried for the unemotional

Slumping down on the ground, I try to rise, but chunks flow out of my lips, and my body quivers painfully. Just then, a whooshing sound resounds around me. Looking up, I find myself surrounded by two angels and several hellhounds. One of the angels steps forward, his face set in a sneer as he uses his boot to roughly push me onto my back. Crying out in pain, I tighten my lips and fully face the angels. Both angels have golden hair and eyes, as well as large feathered wings. Based on the color of their feathers, I can see that they’re seraphim. “Where’s Galena?” The seraphim scream out, enraged.

Fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. "Why are you crying now?" Shayla was worried. "Are you hurting somewhere? Does something hurt? Should I call the doctor?" Angel shook her head quickly. "No. I am not hurt. I just..." "Then why are you crying, sweetheart?" Angel took a shaky breath. "Can I call you Mommy?" Her voice was barely above a whisper. So quiet. So hopeful. So scared of being rejected. Shayla felt tears spring to her own eyes. Her throat got tight with emotion.

Angel "Angel?" Rachel calls with her voice croaking a bit. Ally and I run to her. I wrap my arms around her and let her cry. "Why are you crying, Chel?" Ally asks while soothingly rubbing Rachel's arm. Rachel pulls away and wipes her tears. "Angel?" Ace calls behind. Rachel nods to tell me that they can come. "Here," I call and turn to wipe Rachel's tears as I can hear the guys footsteps' approaching. "Tell me," I plead. She nods again before hugging me.

"I am deeply and truly sorry, angel. Please find it in your heart to forgive me." His fingers lightly slid up her arm to the tiny sleeve of her nightwear and he slowly pulled the sleeve off her shoulder, replacing his fingers with his lips and she almost hissed in pleasure. "Greg..." She tried to speak but it only came out as a weak whisper. "Greg I..." She stiffened and felt him freeze behind her as they were interrupted by Cameron's loud wail.

Angela is standing in a tomb. He keeps a bouquet of flowers on top of the grave. "Hello, maam!" Angela exclaimed, staring at the tombstone with her mother's name on it. Angela shed tears. I don't know how long he will be like this. "Mother always taught me to be strong and tough. My mother always told me that angels are not crybabies and are always strong. The angel never held grudges or hurt others. But Mom, I'm not an angel. My name is Angel, but I don't have the qualities that angels have. Mother, I never hurt others, but why do they always hurt me, Mom? I don't want to be a crybaby, but this wound hurts so much that I feel like crying and screaming." Angela lowered her head with tears st

Fandrey asked, "Valeria won't come down because she's in her confinement period, so who are you waiting for? Are you waiting for us?" "Yes, I saw your car and I haven't seen both of you for a long time. I miss you very much." Angel's eyes were red as she said that and she reached out to rub her eyes. "Grandpa and Grandma, I really miss you." Angel was choked with sobs after she said this and her tears rolled down her cheeks. Of course, she couldn't cry so easily because she didn't have Azalea's acting skills. The reason why she suddenly cried was that she rubbed some menthol on her fingers. It entered her eyes when she rubbed them just now, so she began to cry.

Talk about life being unfair, but this was just my luck, I cried, and cried, and cried some more. It reminded me of when daddy said he should put me to torture people along with the demons, I was annoying, annoying enough to get heaven all fed up with my crying, I just cried and radiated negative energy, all the angels looked at me with disgust, even mama couldn't help me calm down, instead she just held me, she just told me things would get better. "Fine Nova, you got my attention," the same damn angel says, he's the reason for all of this. I jump toward the reason for all of this and start slapping his chest over and over again.

Her hellfire traveled through the ground, then shot up like a pillar, completely catching the third angel within it. A sharp agonising scream filled the skies. It shocked the angel facing Vanora so much that Vanora got a clean strike through her chest. As Vanora stared at the second angel falling to the ground, she realised that she was still glowing white. The agonising scream was also ongoing. She looked back at the angel who was convulsing on the floor in pain. When they made eye contact, the angel shouted angrily, "What a sadistic and cruel power this is! You're so horrible!"

“I love him, Jim, love Dave so much, I have never felt this feeling before for any man, but I….” Angel's voice was hoarse. She swallowed hard, holding back the tightness in her chest, a tear rolled from her eye; she could not hold it in. Jim looked at Angel who was crying. He approached her and stood next to her, then hugged her who was still sitting in the chair, looking so fragile and tired of the pain. “Oh my dear, what a pity for you.” Jim hugged Angel and she spilled all her tears there, in the arms of the man she had known since childhood, who she had considered as her own sibling.