泣ける Novels & Stories

For the first time, I had no answer on how to fix this, how to spin it… “Tell me Raine, how do I fix it? How should I explain this away?” “I don’t know!” I shouted back. Tears fell from my eyes without notice, and I was crying. My tears aren't from embarrassment, or anger, but for mercy. Please Mr. Davis, have Mercy on me and my career. “I will… I will–.” “You will what?” He shakes as he yells. I slid off the chair, quickly getting onto my knees in front of Mr. Davis.

Li-lah's cries intensified, her tears flowing freely as the weight of the loss pressed down upon her, threatening to crush her spirit. She crumbled to the ground, her entire body quaking with grief. The sheer magnitude of her sorrow sent shockwaves through her being, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable. Words failed to adequately convey her pain as she sobbed uncontrollably, the sound escaping her in ragged gasps.

She laughed bitterly, but it wasn't a funny or hearty kind of laugh. It was the kind that comes from a place of deep, unhealed pain. "There was no real evidence. Nothing concrete. But the Alpha had already made up his mind." Mira went quiet again. I watched her shoulders rise and fall as she breathed through every feeling rising inside her. Then her breath hitched, and I saw her wipe her face quickly with the back of her hand, like she was angry at her own tears for showing up. But they came pouring anyway. Her whole body shook as she broke down, and the sound of her crying cut straight through me. It was the kind of cry from emotions that had been locked up for years. The kind that was raw,

Aria POV I stood still in complete awe, still didn’t believe Sage walked out on me playing the victim. “Ah… none of this makes sense. Including Sage’s new behaviour.” I laughed- small laugh with a long breathe as I blinked my eyes a couple of times. To cool my brain, just maybe if it was possible. “ She’s bloody playing the victim here?” my eyes blurred with tears, I took my glasses off to avoid ruining my eyes. They say crying with cylindrical specs on makes your eyes shrink like a fallen yolk from a wither with gray spot. And I certainly won’t want that not until I read enough books to get rid of my sorrows.

I am deeply sorry for the pain we have put you through. I don't regret loving you, and I never will. Like we have always told you, live and be happy. Don't be stubborn and listen, okay? Good girl. I wanted to crack a joke, but I probably won't get to see you laugh. I love you, and I'm sorry." Unable to hold it in anymore, Kira let out a heart-wrenching cry as the letters slipped from her hands. She clutched her chest as if trying to catch the broken pieces and mend them, the pain unbearable.

she spits, tears burning her eyes. I inhale. My body wobbles and the invisible thread holding me in place breaks. My eyes hurt. Tears well up and a single tear drops and rolls down my cheek.

I cried out as I fell face-first onto the cold, hard floor, the impact jarring my bones and sending a sharp pain shooting through my knees, elbows, and palms. I grimaced in agony, biting my lip to stifle a whimper, and tried to scramble up quickly before anyone, especially them could poke their heads out and witness my embarrassing state of defeat. As I pushed with my hands to prop myself up, shaking from the fall, I noticed a single drop of tear splashing onto the floor, wetting the tiles right in front of my blurred eyes. "W-Why did I cry?" I whispered to myself in utter disbelief, my voice trembling with confusion and hurt. "Why do I have to shed even one tear for a useless bastard like R

Cried Loathefiya as Kayle only nodded smiling. Cold tears of deep dark sorrowness floated on the little Loathefiya's cheeks as she was silent for a while. For a child of her age, truth really was a killer beast. She stood on her knees crawling on Aerial, laid on her lap and burst in tears, shivering in agony. When the woman was about to hap her back to calm her tears, the girl spoke up, "Then promise me...." she sobbed "promise me you won't leave me."

I giggled, and the next thing that happened shocked me more. Tears cascaded down his cheeks like a stormy rainfall. With each sob that escaped his lips, the weight of his anguish filled the room, suffusing the air with a palpable sense of grief. The sound of his cries echoed through the empty spaces, a haunting melody of pain and loss that reverberated in the silence. In that moment, he was not just shedding tears; he was releasing a torrent of emotions long held captive, letting the raw vulnerability of his tears speak the words his voice could not utter.

Great now I'm crying. "Thea?"...........