Witch Left 4 Dead Crying Novels & Stories

Just for a brief second but the use of that name pulled me back to reality. The shift came quickly and gently. Yet, I still felt my bones rearrange and reform back into my human form. “Rhett.” Leneve sighs out coming to my side. “I thought you were dead. My heart broke, I felt you die.” I gaze upon the little Lycan witch, her beautiful, strange eyes still full of tears. Tracks from earlier tears stain her face, and without thought, the horns fall from my palms and my hand comes up. Using my thumb, I wipe away the droplets. “I thought I was too.”

Adam said tears running down his face as Lisa shook her head. “I sent Suki to the border with the triplets. If you hurry. Maybe you will see her safe. Don’t believe everything uncle said. Tell Tyler I love him…” Her words were cut off as her eyes glazed over and she was dead. Adam was livid. He stood up and changed into a complete white wolf. His furs stained with his sister’s blood as Dalton took over, completely shutting off his humanity as he attacked both friend and foes. Silas had woken up and see what was happening as he opened a vial containing a strange liquid and smeared it on his teeth before he changed into a brown wolf, much smaller than Adam but still he charged.

Kudlak looked at him with a horror smile and whispered. "I'm sorry." He pleaded. Clancy didn't noticed as tears rolled down his cheek and immediately he tried holding onto Kudlak, he fell on the ground dead as a ghost. His body immediately broke down like ice and finally melted into nothing but ashes. Clancy went from pain to anger and from that to something more, it was more like a wrathful release within.

He wiped at them quickly, embarrassed, looking away. Lucas noticed and smiled gently. “Hey, feel free. I’ve got broad shoulders,” he said, patting his own. “My mom used to say crying doesn’t make you weak…it sets you free.” Alex’s lips trembled. More tears came, heavier this time. Lucas didn’t hesitate. He walked over, wrapped his arms around his neck in a firm but comforting hug. Alex clung to him, burying his face into his chest, and let the grief flow. Silent sobs shook him, but something loosened inside. The pain didn’t vanish, but it lightened…just enough to breathe again.

She hated the fact that she was crying in front of him, but she couldn't help it. Miriam noticed how intensely his dark eyes were focusing on her and a small cry of fear escaped her lips. Miriam didn't feel her wolf, Cleopatra, and knew without her wolf she couldn't take on an Alpha, let alone a vampire hybrid. She was no match against him without her wolf, Cleopatra. "I'm trying to stop crying! I...I... I swear. Please don't hurt me." she said in a muffled voice, and he shook his head.

Her blood stops flowing and her heart is no longer pumping. "No ! "I scream at the sudden realization that my sister has just died . I drop down on my knees again with my sister still in my arms . No! Not my sister! Not my own blood .My Wolf and I howl in anguish at the loss of someone close to me .She was everything to me . "Alpha ,"Luke shouts as soon as he shifts into his human form. "What's going..."Luke's eyes widen in shock to see Tara's dead body in my arms .He drops his head low without uttering anymore words .

He moves like liquid death, grabbing the female alpha’s neck in his jaws and twisting. The head comes off. The body crumples. I collapse, shifting back to human form. I fall to my knees on the forest floor, unable to care about anything except the grief tearing through my chest. If I could cry in wolf form, I would have. But now the tears come freely, blurring my vision as Kieran shifts back. “It’s over,” he says quietly. I open my eyes and look at the body lying in the grass. The head severed clean. The leg lying a few feet away.

assistant"> Seeing blood instead of tears flowing from a vampire's eyes left Jane in shock. She had always wondered whether a vampire could ever cry. Ever since learning of their existence, they had always seemed like creatures incapable of shedding tears, as though sadness never manifested the same way it did for humans. Yet somehow, it seemed they could cry after all. Not with ordinary tears though, but with thick crimson blood that slowly streaked down their cheeks. Somehow, the sight looked even more heartbreaking than actual tears, making it difficult for her to look away.

The loudness of the scream increased and couldn’t be ignored. All of a sudden, a loud bang sounded on the door and Alpha Vargus stormed in, “Something is not right, my people are in tears.” “Fuck! Not again,” I growled. Bruno also rushed in, “You all need to see this.” “See what? They are just crying, it could be tears of joy, they are just very happy we fought Lucifer and came back alive,” Arwan snarled, lying back down. “It has to do with death, Arwan,” Alpha Vargus yelled.

Tears streamed from his eyes as he lifted his head and released a raw, agonized howl. Once. Twice and a third time. His grief poured into the sky. And across the territory, other wolves lifted their voices, answering his mourning call. The sound was haunting—a dirge carried on the wind, echoing the Alpha’s loss. Richard collapsed on his paws, his chest heaving, his red eyes fixed on the empty heavens. His tears did not stop. **** Hours later, atop the stone, he shifted back into his human form. Naked, broken, and his body shook as much as his voice.