When Angels Cry Novels & Stories

He confessed that he had reported my account previously to prevent the video from being posted, insisting that only he should see it. Later, he transformed his account, with ten million followers, into a chronicle of our everyday romantic life. After completing his studies and graduating, Jared formally proposed to me. ...... Jared's POV. I've been smitten since the moment I laid eyes on Yvette. If anyone asked me what an angel looked like, I would point straight to her.

BAM! Feral slammed the temple doors closed as he crawled into the rivers. They could hear the angry banging of the door by the multitude of angels as they tediously crawled through the waters. Feral almost couldn’t stop shivering, all mortals knew how cruel the angels were. When it came to judgment, their so-called purity became a vicious sword that diced all sinners without mercy.

The Shadows whispered. "Drake?" Angel said, fear engulfing her voice. "What is going on? What are these creatures?!" She stammered, her voice trembling as tears welled up in her eyes. I felt the knot in my stomach constrict, as a sense of dread and helplessness washed over me. Frozen in time, I knew the reality was stark and brutal. I was about to witness the love of my life being taken from this world, and I was powerless to stop it.

Angel wondered as he was trying to hold the tears that kept falling from his eyes. “I don’t care about you being a crybaby and you being weak? Do you still you are weak when you admitted that you are? You are strong to know and admitted that you are emotionally weak. Some people pretend or didn’t accept that they were crying or being weak…they don’t want anyone to see about their vulnerable side…” Mira responded and helped Angel to wipe the tears away as she did not stop him from crying either. Angel cried more and Mira smiled because he was trusting her.

"Lily’s POV: Meanwhile, downstairs was bustling with activity. Angel had heard her mother’s voice earlier and waited in vain for her to come pick her up. Unwilling to accept being ignored, she began to cry. The little girl cried with a sense of injustice, her soft, babyish voice making “wah-wah” sounds. Her crying was sweet, but the tears rolling down her cheeks were rather large. This was genuine crying. My heart ached. I rocked Angel back and forth in the living room, but no matter how hard I tried to comfort her, the crying wouldn’t stop.

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

She took off in a run, and hastily slammed the door behind her and her sob pierced through the door. Who were the demons who made my Angel cry? I’ll find them. And I’ll make sure they hurt a billion times, and suffer every tiny bit of the misery meted on her. They would receive no mercy. I pick my phone and type into the message bar, the icons move as I type and I watch it go blue and a quick response. “Cry my Angel because they will cry harder.”

She just knew that this was her life, it had become a game and in the game which was now her life humiliation was frequent and love would be far away from the whole drama. “I really can’t deal with a cry baby- go on, go away for some time and get yourself sorted out” Shawn would have backed her up. Amelia stood, unsteady as she walked to her room blinded by tears, feeling like a teenager who was over emotional, truly this place only brought tears. She picked up her phone and dialled Mel, who answered without even letting the phone ring. “I’ve been expecting your call, good news?” Mel asked sounding... desperate Amelia felt like busting out in tears, she felt like crying a river and drowning

I haven't seen a single tear rolling out of his eyes. I was so angry, he just behaved like he didn't have any disease. He laughed smiled and ate everything without considering his health. I don't want him to cry, I want him to let out all the feelings he had been stuffing inside his heart. When I tried to talk to him I happened to hear his words by mistake. It was him, letting out his feelings all alone inside the empty room. He sobbed quietly clutching onto our family Photo to his heart. His eyes were wet and red. His small sniffles broke me apart.

Raina touched a picture of Jasmine’s mother on a bookshelf. Gabriel stopped her from touching anything further, grabbing her wrists, leading her back to the door. “You can leave now. Jasmine isn’t here.” Raina looked surprised then. “She hadn’t come back home to you? Hmm what a shame. I assumed you knew she came to me at the club earlier that’s why I thought she would be here by now. Did you have a fight?” Gabriel wanted her to leave then. She was getting too many clues that he didn’t want to give away. Raina was all knowing and could clearly see what transpired between them just by the look on Gabriel’s face. “You do know what happens if an Angel sins don’t you? You will never be able to go