Batman Cry の小説・ストーリー

I took her out of her crib and smiled seeing how beautiful she was. “Hello my baby… why is my Hyacinth crying?” I tried my best to console her. I even tried to play with her in her crib but she wouldn't stop. “Are you hurt somewhere?” I raised her with all my strength. Unlike any other baby, Hyacinth is really gifted. In fact… I am not boasting about her but she might be the most beautiful child in the whole pack. I was giving up on trying to stop her from crying when Tyrone came inside. He looked at me with an eyes trying to figure out what was happening around him.

And all I could do was cry… @SenaSen

Gunther reveals that my dreams was real. I feel tears filling my eyes, I search for the correct words to express my feelings, “Dysnomia… I’m beyond mad at you for letting Breanna and Bridget semi castrate me. I don’t want to feed off you. I just want to be left alone for now.”

~Bethany~ I didn’t mean to do that. I deplore losing control. It’s dead quiet before Jayan murmurs, “Bethany?” He steps toward me, but I stare him down, ignoring the tired throb in my head. “Leave. Me. Alone.” But now that my emotions aren’t under tight hold, my voice wobbles. I internally curse the Deskar when I realize that moisture is threatening to escape my eyes. I'm doing something I've never done since I started my journey to becoming the Venenum. I'm fucking crying.

"I... I don't know either." He was quiet for a long moment, his thumb lingering on my cheek before he dropped his hand. "Don't worry, Zelda. I told you, I will keep my word. I will protect you and the children." I lost it. The generic, clinical nature of his reassurance shattered my resolve. "Do you honestly think I am crying because I’m worried about myself?" Bane frowned, his brow furrowing in genuine incomprehension. "What else would make you cry?" I bit my lip hard, trying to contain the absolute tidal wave of emotion crashing through my chest. He was so brilliant, so calculating, yet completely blind to what was happening right in front of him.

He restrained the urge since Feng Zheng refused to be touched. The sobbing turned into light weeping, and Ryan hiccuped embarrassingly. He never cries in front of someone else! Not to mention, his crying fit was triggered by the original. Somehow, due to the stress, Ryan exaggerated cries had turned into a miserable wailing out of his own control.

But he didn't imagine that the girl would cry. Seeing Calista's tears, Rhino said, "Stop crying." But Calista was still crying. Rhino again said, "Hey, stop. Don't cry." Calista wasn't stopping either. This time Rhino got angry and said in a threatening tone with one hand punching on the bench, "I told you to stop crying." Calista's heart trembled at Rhino's rebuke. Calista immediately stopped crying. To hold back the tears Calista pressed her both hands to her face. Rhino closed his eyes and took a deep breath and tried to control his anger. After a while Calista somehow fixed herself.

Baby Oscar started crying so loudly again as if he sensed what was about to happen to him. "Will you stop crying?" Monalisa snapped, getting disturbed by the sound of his voice as his crying filled her head. "Why do you have to look like that evil dad of yours, you should have looked like me instead," Monalisa snapped bitterly, swelling with rage again and tried to throw him into the sea but paused her hand again, finding it difficult to throw him into the sea.

"Thank You for Mama." "Thank You for Grandma Martha." "Thank You for pancakes." Lucas smiled. "And..." Leo peeked at Lucas before closing his eyes again. "Thank You for bringing Batman back." The room became very quiet. Lucas lowered his head. His eyes slowly filled with tears.

My eyes flood without my permission, tears streaking through blood and sweat. “Tell me you want me,” he growls. “Say it. Beg me.” I can’t. My mouth opens, but there’s no air, no words. He laughs. Low and bitter. “Too proud now, huh? Even when I’ve got you broken.” He moves. The bat slides off my throat, and I gasp, choking, dragging in a breath so sharp it tears through my lungs. I don’t know whether it’s mercy or just another torment, to let me breathe before he takes something else.