Zay Flowers Crying Novels & Stories

By Dumping, getting dumped, Crying, Birthing, Slapping, Killing. And once in a blue moon getting killed.

I bent down and took out a stick of the flower he brought which had a single rose. Wiping my tears, I stared down the grave and placed the rose on it. "Hi, Nora" I know you can hear and probably see me, my name is Zendaya and I've heard a lot about you from my friend Mira. I know you're an amazing person and a sweetheart and you've just gotten yourself a new friend which is me". "I know it wasn't your intention to leave the world leaving your mate behind but it wasn't your fault either". "I love you and I know he loves you so much too. He hasn't been able to move on but I do hope you let him move on".

Yes, I, Zac Miller wanted to cry. "Now reply to me or you're going to fail chemistry!" I let out a small laugh, seeing her still trying to keep the mood light despite the hurt I could literally hear through her voice. I shook my head as I pressed reply and listened to the voicemail for the fourth time. She had no idea who much this hurt me too. I'm sorry, Bloom. - Jasmine (again) I was shoving my books angrily into my locker, not bothering to hide that I was in a bad mood because of course, Zac had never replied to my voicemail which only made me feel more like an idiot because he probably thought I was pathetic and laughed his ass off while listening to it.

Rain felt a tear slip down her cheek as she stared at the woman, she couldn’t help but understand how she felt in that very moment. After the priest said a few more words, they lowered the casket into the ground and everyone threw in flowers. Alexander walked past her and did the same, so did his men. Was this the reason for their gloomy expressions all day? Somehow, everything made sense and Alexander no longer looked like a woman experiencing PMS. After they said the final prayers, the crowd slowly dispersed but since Alexander still stayed, she stayed as well. She reached for his shoulder and patted him lightly. He looked down at her and offered a forced smile.

Cassandra walks home, holding her lover's hand. Suddenly, tears begun pouring down her cheeks as if something struck to her. Noticing her trying to breathe uncomfortably, Zayn gets concerned and turns her face to him. A small gasp from his chest rumbling out. "What happened, Cassie!? You tell me, and you tell it to me right now. Did someone—" "No," out of nowhere, she chuckles. Silence upon their little twinkling hearts and her happiness confused him. Why was she crying then?

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~

I tried to get up, but I only made it a couple of shaky steps before collapsing by the bed. Despair hit me like a truck, and I could not catch my breath under the weight of it all. Seeing how differently Yvonne treated Wade on social media, I knew it was time for a change. I quietly 'unfriended' Wade and, with a sense of finality, circled my departure to Avrika in bright red on the calendar.

She was beyond tears. She spoke, her voice a thin, sterile whisper, completely empty of all emotion, like dry leaves scraping on stone. "Don't touch me." Hades froze, his hand hovering over her face. "Please, Zaya," he begged, the tears cutting hot, blinding paths down his face. "I didn't know. I swear to you. I would never have left you if I had known! I just lost her too! I just lost our baby girl! I lost everything! I lost my life in the most cruel way ever, by losing you and her! Adriano had better rot in hell! Please, baby girl, let me hold you! I am broken! I didn't know this would happen!"

She sat back down again. As expected, Owen left the house after ending the call. A bitter smile stretched across Gabriella's lips as she listened to his car pull away from the driveway, the engine's sound fading into silence. She didn't switch on the light in the room. The dancing flames cast her lonely shadow on the wall. Gabriella laced her fingers together and made a wish on her 24th birthday. "I wish for Gabriella Candola to stop loving Owen Wendell."

He walked toward me, stepping over the cracks in the stone floor. "Your eyes," he breathed, reaching out a shaky hand. "They are glowing red." Suddenly, a loud snarl ripped through the air. Zayn was pushing himself up. He wasn't shifting back into a wolf yet, but his claws were out. His face was twisted with hate. He wiped the blood from his mouth and spat on the floor. "You think a little light makes you queen?" Zayn hissed. He tried to stand, but he stumbled. My blast had done a lot of damage. more than I actually expected