Zenitsu Cry Novels & Stories

Yuri had one hand on his shoulder as she knelt down next to him, trying to pry his hand away from his chest which is a little difficult to do so. “MAKE IT GO AWAY!” Tatsuya… I killed you. I killed you! Ren gritted his teeth as he tried to bear with the overbearing pain that is searing through his body, trying his hardest not to openly weep as the tears escaped his eyes. He had been taught ever since he was a child that emotions are the one thing that will get him killed out there. He had never been allowed to cry or express his emotions the way that a normal child could.

And there, my tears flowed freely. @SenaSen

I have never been with a woman, but I swear that the way Zenith sucks my c**k is on a professional level. For a moment, all restraint and rationality fly through the window. I arc my back, whilst holding her hair. The more she sucks, the more hopeless I become. I groan and call her name shamelessly. I feel the build up, and without thinking, I quicken my thrusts into her small mouth and a cum load gushes into her mouth.

he yelled as Zen, sliding down the banister—because of course, he was—with a sword in his hand cackling madly landed where she stood, as she dived and took cover, crashing hard into one other person and taking him down with her. "O-O-Oi…" she huffed her hand shook as she pointed at him warily. Someone groaned and gently pushed Fiona off of themselves, stood up, and then cursed in a language no one understood, the translation spell obviously not working against it. "Calling me a 'Shit-face' in Dovahzul is ridiculously cool of you", Rinzen said grinning at a man with one green eye one purple eye, and his face largely obscured by the shaggy yet well-groomed beard he sported. He was shorter than

I looked up and there he was, standing not far off, leaning against a tree like he'd been there for a while just… watching me fall the fuck apart. Zenya. Fucking Zenya. I scrambled up to my feet, fists clenched, eyes red and wet and I didn’t even care anymore. “What the fuck do you want?” He didn’t move. Just lit a cigarette like my heartbreak was boring him. “You lost?” he asked, voice dry, deep, that thick Russian lilt still clinging to the ends of his words like smoke. “Or just crying over your little crush?” My jaw clenched. My face twisted. “Go fuck yourself, you arrogant, psychotic prick.”

Isha noticed Krisen’s cold face start to crumble as a result of Dimitri’s tears and she burst out into tears too. “Krisen, you are my goddess given mate… I… I know you might have that kind of need… you… you have me now, please don’t reject me.” She cried out pitifully as she held Krisen’s arm like a child hoping to receive candy if they continued to ask. The look on Krisen’s face switched instantly and his eyes on Dimitri resumed its coldness. “You have Suban and Festus… aren’t they enough?” he questioned seriously as a sudden anger ignited within him again like in the infirmary.

said Criss standing in front of Kenzo. "I know I was wrong and I didn't mean to hurt Dissa and her friends. But, I hate the happiness of those who laugh out loud. Meanwhile, I'm always lonely here and without anyone to fill the space in my heart." explained Kenzo with teary eyes in front of Criss. "Please, forgive them and I'm sure you'll find someone who can replace the place in your heart." said Criss. *** "Please, hold on, Jesika," said Nick, who was still treating Jesika who was unconscious in the helicopter.