Witch Left 4 Dead Crying Novels & Stories

I shake him. Wrens crying. I wrap my arms around him, pressing my fingers to my eyes. “You can’t. You can’t, Grey. Bros forever.” I whine out my grief. I buried my head in his neck and cried while Wren held us both. “Grey!” I yell. I hold him to my chest and shake his limp body as I cry harder. Lucius hits my arm. “What’s that?” I look up to where he’s pointing. People were coming.

Alex crumpled to the floor, and let out a scream, an unearthly scream, the scream of a man who just lost everything he ever loved. The walls of the house cracked at the impact of the scream. "Da…da..daddy." He heard the whisper, he rushed over towards the pile. Aya was still breathing, her breathing was shallow but he could still sense life in her. "Da..da..daddy it hurts." Aya whispered again. "Hold still honey….daddy will make the pain go away." He whispered back as tears streamed down his face, for the first time since he had been turned into a vampire, this was the first time he cried.

Justin screamed in tears behind the gates. No matter what I would not let them get to him. But I haven't even shifted yet. *You're not transforming, less questions Adriana. I want the boy to live too.* I smiled at my wolf's kindness and let myself go. Suddenly, I was plunged to the back of my mind and I could see everything like a TV. My eyes turned obsidian black and I smiled sadistically at them. "Who's first?" I said and yanked my leg to kick up a sharp branch from the floor.

"Baby... please... wake up... please..." Kira pressed her thumb against Alex's wrist, searching for a pulse and waited, only to give a disappointed head shake. My throat tightened with grief well aware it was too late... Winston walked up to Cade, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder as the Beta tightened his grip around his mate's corpse, sobbing uncontrollably. Fuck... why it had to be her... why... "I'm so sorry... I failed you, baby... I... I failed you..." he cried, pressing his head against hers. "AAAAAAAAARGH!!!" His scream was of pure agony, none of us unable to pull our sights away from the scene.

Now, as if fate hasn't fucked him up already, he is crying due to the same person for vastly different reasons. The Wolf has never tasted defeat like this, filling his mouth like cremated ashes and somber, black-tie funerals. He has to stop this. This is weak, unbecoming of an Alpha. His grief has soaked deep through to the marrow in his bones, and he can't turn the faucet off. He can't shut it up anymore. Victor cries pitifully, curled in, head resting on his knees. It doesn't pass, welling up thick and black.

Hybrids moved through the chambers, freeing their captured kin from the remnants of Lilith's dark magic, cutting threads, opening cages, whispering words of comfort to strangers who had been imprisoned for years. But beneath it all, beneath the sounds of recovery and relief, there was a sound that made Lena's heart clench with dread. A sound she had heard before, in other battles, other wars, other moments of victory that came at a terrible price. Weeping. Someone was crying. Not the quiet tears of relief or the overwhelmed sobs of joy. These were the deep, gut-wrenching cries of grief, of loss, of a wound that would never fully heal. --- Mira found them an hour later.

“I’m sorry for your loss, Klyde-” “Sorry? Would sorry fucking bring him back?!” he growled bitterly, with the veins around his wolf’s head region, highlighting. Klyde quivered on his spot crying uncontrollably. Somehow, it seemed like he ended up burying the wound of losing his brother that day. But now, it seemed like he was reminded of every single detail making him unable to bear it. The moon disappeared from the sky, making him shift to human. His naked hands untangled itself from the vampire’s chest, and he curled into a ball the minute it did.

I whisper, once again tearing up. "I- I- I don't know what to do!" Holden sighs, running his fingers through his messy brown hair. "I'm so fucking confused." Dean groans. "I'll understand if you reject me. I haven't put you guys in an easy position. You can go if you want. I am so sorry." The tears are now streaming freely as my wolf and I whimper in pain. Both of them leave, and I fall to the floor on my knees sobbing; pain lancing through my chest.

Now, after all of that, I hadn’t even gotten to tell them I love them! Tears form in my eyes. At least, it seems that tears are forming in my eyes. I’m not sure if that’s possible or if it’s just my imagination, what with me being dead and all. The more I think about my wonderful Alphas, my precious babies, and all of the friends I’ve made that I’m leaving behind, the more I cry. “Are those… tears?” I think I hear Tristan ask. “Is she crying?” That’s Reece.

“You killed her?” “Well, yeah doll face, as I said, she was annoying and trying to get into Lucifer’s pants.” I felt my lip poke out. That poor woman died having her body ripped to shreds. The heat in my eyes gave me the sign. I was about to cry right here for a woman I never met. My wings sagged, rubbing my nose with the back of my hand. I sniffed carefully not to let him know I was really dying inside. “Hey, hey, what are you crying for?” Loki hopped off his bed, running through a mess of clothes, falling promptly at my feet.