Historias de Tearjerker

INSPIRED BY THE 'LOONA THE CARETAKER' SERIES by METALBRONY823: When the Immediate Murder Professionals (I.M.P) are called in to kill a target from Hell, Loona the hellhound finds a lost human boy snooping on them. Suddenly guilty of harming him, she brings him to their home in Hell to patch him up, and later on, vows to take good care of him along with the help of the IMP gang. Along the road, they all start to grow a parental bond with the little kid and learn to become better demons, including Loona. Book cover art by @BubblegumRock10 and @LizardsDen "Helluva Boss" and "Hazbin Hotel" belong to Vivziepop & 'Spindlehorse Toons', except for OC's.

Heaven Antiporda lives her life on the run... from commitment, from emotional ties, and from the painful memory of her parents' broken marriage. Armed with only her camera and journal, she wanders the Philippines under one rule: never stay long enough to build roots. Love, to her, is just a cage waiting to close. When a temporary three-day stop brings her to the historic, sun-drenched town of Paoay, Ilocos Norte, she meets Jimmuelle Espiritu... a quiet local whose gentle warmth and grounded presence threaten to dismantle every wall she's built. For the first time, Heaven finds herself wanting to stop running. But Jimmuelle is carrying a heartbreaking secret of his own, one that turns their blossoming romance into a race against time. Set against the golden backdrop of ancient coral walls, windswept sand dunes, and quiet coastal sunsets, The Last Light is a story about learning to anchor your heart... even when forever is out of reach. "Love doesn't always mean forever... sometimes it means making someone's life brighter while you still can." 08/27/26

Every Breath You Left Behind "We owned the entire cosmos. Even if it was only for a second." Savannah Vance is a self-made empire builder. Raised in the foster system, she has spent her entire life running from her past, building Vance Enterprises to ensure no one could ever lock her out again. She doesn't have time for distractions, she doesn't have time for weakness, and she certainly doesn't have time for love. Because behind her sharp corporate suits, Savannah is hiding a devastating secret: her lungs are failing, and her clock is rapidly ticking down. Noah Cross is a billionaire captive. As the fragile heir to Cross Global, his life has been a series of sterile hospital wings, overprotective corporate handlers, and a ruthless father who treats him like a financial asset. He has everything money can buy, except a reason to draw his next breath. Until a chance encounter on the Plaza Hotel rooftop changes everything. When Savannah gives Noah the address to a hidden, glass-walled cafe on the Manhattan waterfront at dawn, two worlds collide. For the first time, Noah finds a sky he can breathe under, and Savannah finds an anchor in the storm. But as their rival families close in, and their shared terminal illnesses begin to steal what little time they have left, Noah and Savannah must decide how much they are willing to sacrifice to protect their stolen sanctuary. From the cold skyline of New York City to a misty, secluded beach cottage in Rhode Island, this is a story about two broken clocks ticking down in perfect sync. Because legacy isn't about what you take from the world-it's about the breaths you leave behind.

" Her last breath was my first memory " - orion Selene Velasco and Orion Montenegro were married for business, not love. But in five months, she fell for him - right before a car accident stole his memory of her. He forgot her for five years. Now she's back with only five months to live. Terminal. And Orion? He's marrying her cousin in the same chapel they once dreamed of. Armed with a box of memories and a jar of 100 paper stars, Selene races time to remind him of the love he lost... before her last sunset. He forgot her in a day. She has " five months to say goodbye".

At St. Crestmont Academy, the Rockefeller name is synonymous with royalty-a multi-billion-dollar empire built on power, prestige, and untouchable privilege. To twenty-one-year-old Merlin, that same name is a curse he hides beneath faded thrifted clothes and bruised knuckles. Living in the damp, decaying slums of St. Jude's Hollow, Merlin is a ghost in his own life. By day, he is a fragile music scholar whose angelic, soaring countertenor voice leaves the academy's elite chorale spellbound. By night, he works brutal double shifts at greasy late-night diners, drowning in debt just to keep his dying mother alive. But when a simple roster post exposes his surname, it catches the attention of Maverick and Maxwell-the cold, ruthless golden sons who rule the campus. To them, Merlin is an insulting charity case dragging their pristine legacy through the dirt. To Merlin, they are a terrifying reminder of a world that left him in the dark. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓-𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒅. 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃. 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋. Author's Note: New chapters every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday! 🇵🇭 PHT (Manila): 12:00 PM (Noon)

Longing, love, desperation, desire (a need to want or cry out for someone so bad you miss them)

BUY THE COMPLETE BOOK ON AMAZON: https://a.co/d/00BfIPrY On his eighth birthday, Noah doesn't ask for toys, cake, or a party. He asks his father to take him to an animal shelter. There, he walks past every playful puppy and stops in front of Charlie, an elderly Dalmatian no one wants. Charlie is old, tired, and close to goodbye-but Noah sees something everyone else misses: a heart still waiting to be loved. For widowed father Ethan, bringing Charlie home feels like inviting another heartbreak into their already wounded family. But as the old dog quietly becomes Noah's closest companion, Ethan begins to realize Charlie is not only helping his son heal-he is bringing Lily, Noah's late mother, back into their lives in a way neither of them expected. A deeply emotional story about grief, love, and the courage to choose someone even when goodbye is coming. Because sometimes the one nobody chooses... is the one who was meant to find you all along.

Z1LLA got everything he ever wanted. The wins. The spotlight. The future he fought for. So why does it feel like he lost the only thing that mattered? After walking away from the biggest opportunity of his career, Z1LLA tries to rebuild a life outside the game-but silence follows him everywhere. The kind he chose. The kind she left behind. Amara is gone. No messages. No explanations. No way back. But moving on isn't as simple as letting go. Haunted by everything he didn't say, Z1LLA lingers at the edges of her world, searching for answers he may not deserve-through stolen glimpses, unanswered questions, and the one person standing between them. Because some silences aren't empty. They're intentional. And the closer he gets to the truth, the more he realizes-this might not be a story about winning her back. It might be about learning why he lost her in the first place. Request Backup! is a story about regret, restraint, and the cost of waiting too long to speak. Told from Z1LLA's perspective, it explores what happens after the breaking point-when winning doesn't feel like victory, and the one thing worth fighting for is the one thing you're no longer sure you're allowed to reach.

Harbin, November. Minus twenty-two and getting colder. She hadn't answered since Thursday, so I went over with a bag of tangerines because I didn't want to eat alone. I had a key. The lock always took three tries. I'm not going to tell you what I found. Not yet. Maybe not ever. What I can tell you is that when the paramedics came, I stood in her apartment and explained to them - calmly, reasonably, the way you'd argue with a bank - that she couldn't be dead, because she had work on Monday and she had never once taken a day off in three years. I was wrong about that. I was wrong about almost everything. I Don't Want to Eat Alone is a novel about grief, distance, and the things that get lost in translation between two people who loved each other in a language neither of them spoke well. It's about a foreigner with no standing - not family, not next of kin, just the man who found her - trying to piece together why, from three thousand kilometres away, in a country whose paperwork has no box for what he was to her. It's about her mother, who flew in from Fuqing and asked me one question in a doorway that I answered too fast. It's about a city built by people who left, that is very, very good at continuing. And it's about what was done to her online, in a language I can't read, by people whose names I will never know. She was learning English. She had an exam booked. There was a date circled in red pen. I never got to see it.

"We've been living on a fault line, and for awhile you were all mine. I've spent a lifetime giving you my heart, I swear that I'll be yours forever till forever falls apart." -Ashe, Finneas Emerson Buckley has never taken the easy path. At eighteen, she left home not long after her older sister, determined to build a life of her own. College was supposed to be simple-study nursing, graduate, move on. But a few months in, Emerson realized she wanted something more. Something faster. Something that mattered in the moment. So she changed her path and became a paramedic. By twenty, Emerson had already earned her place at the 118. Now, six years later, at twenty-six, the station feels more like home than anywhere else ever has. Even with new faces and a constantly changing crew, she finally feels like she belongs. That sense of stability is shaken the day her twin brother, Evan Buckley, walks into the station wearing a firefighter uniform. Suddenly, Emerson isn't just balancing the chaos of emergency calls-she's dealing with her reckless twin working beside her every day. And worse? His best friend. Because Emerson has already learned the hard way that falling for someone you work with can end in disaster. But when everything in her life begins to fall apart, the kind of love she's been trying to avoid might be the only thing strong enough to hold her together. Season 1 - Season 4 Warring- some harsh Language, speaks of Sexual assault/Abuse and physical assault, also speaks of blood and all that 9-1-1 jazz Disclaimer- I do not own any of the 9-1-1 characters, I just love them so I thought I could write a little story, but I do own Emerson and Jake, also any other side characters that might pop up. All rights reserved.

21-year-old tsumi is dying of cancer, faking smiles to protect her mom and sister. A mysterious guy named Rimuru starts visiting, fills her last days with hope and stories, and reawakens her spirit.

Some promises are made at 1:03 AM over frothy tea. Others are left behind in the rain. For Kevin and Michelle, love was never about big, dramatic speeches. It was late-night motorcycle rides past 24-hour laundromats, stealing caramel popcorn at screen four, imagining mango trees in houses they didn't own, and ordering teh tarik kurang manis at three in the morning. But when ordinary Tuesdays give way to hospital corridors, quiet wards, and unanswered prayers, the routines they've built together begin to change. Because sometimes the biggest love stories aren't about forever. They're about the small things you never thought you'd have to remember. 💬 A bittersweet coming-of-age story told in 51 short vignettes.

[BL STORY] DREAMY SERIES 2 Born blind, Lucas never knew what the world looked like-until Carl became his eyes. They grew up together, fell in love, and dreamed of forever. But when Lucas finally learns to see, the first face he longs to find is the one he has already lost. MY EYES ON YOU Some goodbyes come after a lifetime of love.

Kenji Calloway has always been the quiet one. As a Neko, he notices things other people don't. His ears catch conversations nobody else hears. His tail gives away feelings he'd rather hide. While everyone else is busy talking, Kenji is listening. Adopted into the loud, loving chaos of the Calloway family at seven years old, Kenji finally found what he thought he'd lost forever: a home. A dad who calls him bud. A mum who understands him without trying. A sister who teases him like it's her job. And an older brother who has always been his safest place. Then a school fundraiser takes a terrifying turn, and Kenji overhears something that was never meant to reach his ears. When suspicion falls on his brother who has always protected him, Kenji finds himself fighting to protect him in return. The problem is simple. Nobody believes him. Not the teachers. Not the police. Not even the people he loves most. As the truth slips further away, Kenji faces an impossible choice: stay silent and hope someone else figures it out, or keep speaking when every instinct he has is telling him to retreat. Warm, humorous, and deeply heartfelt, The Quiet One Who Knew is a story about family, courage, and the extraordinary strength it takes to keep telling the truth when nobody wants to listen. ___ What is a Neko? Neko (noun) /ˈnɛkəʊ/ A fully human being, born with additional feline features: soft ears, tail, heightened balance and hearing. Typically smaller and physically weaker than humans. Moves quietly through the world, more prey than predator. Agile when needed, quick to flee, not built to fight. Usually quiet and observant. Trusting. Kind. Skittish by nature, with instincts tuned toward survival. Prone to withdrawing when frightened, threatened or confronted. Instinctively avoids drawing attention and rarely speaks out or challenges authority. Most at ease in calm surroundings. Prone to being mistreated by some humans who see only difference.

Current key ranking: 🏆 #2 in #intenselove (501 stories) 🏆 #5 in #emotionalread (273 stories) 🏆 #2 in #poeticromance (127 stories) 🏆 #5 in #secondleadsyndrome (149 stories) 🏆 #3 in #shefallslater (15 stories) Previous key rankings: #2 in #binge (out of 722 stories) #2 in #rightpersonwrongtime (out of 673 stories) #5 in #deepfeelings (out of 623 stories) #1 in #intenselove (out of 501 stories) #2 in #emotionalread (out of 274 stories) #3 in #complexcharacters (out of 248 stories) #3 in #secondleadsyndrome (out of 150 stories) #1 in #poeticromance (out of 128 stories) #1 in #heartfeltstories (out of 54 stories) #2 in #lovethathurts (out of 49 stories) #1 in #shefallslater (out of 15 stories) *************************************************** Three hearts. Two brothers. One girl. And a love story that was always meant to hurt. One called her best friend. The other called her Lioness. One made her laugh in crowded rooms. The other found her in the quiet when she cried. One never saw her. The other... saw too much. She smiled for one... ...and shattered with the other. Because loving him was never the problem. Not being loved back was.

It began when a man desired the best for his nation. He went and became the hero he dreamed of being and endured what he needed to endure to be such a hero. Endure and endure, yet why is he still the person whom he began with? Do his acts of fairness and justice not work? Or is it due to the law of man's corruption that one who does good is equivalent to draining the ocean with a spoon? I have no words for his bravery, for amongst the clandestine egoists around him, he suffers, but God knows what had happened to him.

Lena Harper, a once-vibrant young woman, is slowly succumbing to a rare illness that erases her memories bit by bit. As her condition worsens, she withdraws from the world, terrified of the day when she will no longer remember the people she loves, the places she's been, or even herself. Enter Ethan Rivers, a young writer who stumbles into Lena's life and refuses to leave. Despite her attempts to push him away, Ethan becomes determined to make her remaining days, months, or years meaningful. He knows that every shared moment, every word spoken, will soon be forgotten, but he doesn't care. Ethan is willing to endure the heartbreak of being erased from Lena's mind, just to give her something beautiful to hold on to, even if only for a fleeting moment. As Lena's memories fade, Ethan takes her on a journey through the stories of their lives-both real and imagined-creating memories that may never last but are deeply felt in the moment. Together, they explore the limits of love, memory, and the human spirit, finding beauty in the fleeting and strength in vulnerability. As Lena's condition deteriorates, she begins to rely more on Ethan, despite her fears. In the end, Lena teaches Ethan about the power of living in the present, while Ethan shows Lena that even if memories fade, the impact of love can transcend time.

"A nineteen-hour symphony on iron veins, where the rhythmic pulse of a locomotive chases the jasmine-scented ghosts of the Barak Valley. Rahul sought a mere escapade, but found an odyssey written in the steam of red tea and the flicker of tunnel shadows. Between the stolen hours of a train delay and a kiss etched into the bark of an ancient tree, a digital tapestry is woven-vibrant, intimate, and fragile. But as the restless river rises to claim the silence, the 'brave warrior' discovers that some journeys end not at the station, but where the water meets the heart. In the wake of the Silchar floods, the most beautiful chapters are often the ones the tide carries away."

The earth shook in fear, as the seas rolled and rose into the darkening skies above. The soil went first, trees uprooted from their earthen beds as the tall, sky-scratching concrete structures went asunder. Then, the skies rained heavily as if the heavens wanted to wash every single thing it deemed impure away, slowly drowning the small crust of green we called home like a tightening noose. In this rusting twenty-seven-meter boat, crewed by the seven of us who used to just be friends of the same school, and an old, fatherly captain, this is what is left of home. We lived here, laughed and cried under the rolling of the seas as we tried to get back everything that had slipped from our fingers. The horizon over there offers no promises for us. Only that faint, stubborn line where sky meets sea, where somewhere beyond it, a speck of land resides somewhere in the endless blue, the land where we should build anew and live as ourselves again. But, until we had traversed this vast and empty heaven, we shall sail towards the end of it, gently.

This is a fictional tragic novel inspired by the families affected by the migration of 1947. But it is not only about displacement. It is also about the silent battles people fought against illness in a time when medicine was limited, resources were scarce, and hope was often the only cure available. At its heart, this story carries a beautiful and painful example of love, how one person can continue to live simply because of another. Waiting, in itself, is always a trial. But when that waiting is tied to love, it transforms into something far more consuming, almost unbearable. The novel also explores two contrasting dimensions of marriage, its tenderness and its tests. And woven throughout is the shadow of the war in Kashmir, and how it reached beyond borders, altering lives far from the battlefield. Will the hours of waiting ever come to an end... Or will fate write a lifetime of longing and then break the pen?