Big Feelings Novels & Stories

shit can be crazy frustrating! Jenny perked up, "Oh please tell us!" I was like, "No...no, it'll just make things more awkward...this needs to stop, Jenny. Like I was trying to explain, the Big-Dick-Energy thing is exaggerated, but there is some truth to it because I've seen it play out. You run into these big macho guys...you know the type...arrogant, big-talk guys that always talk about their conquests, and drive big-ass pickups...or muscle cars; almost always, it's all posturing and it never makes their little dick any bigger...they just don't have it and it's really obvious."

He said a few words before going back to the office with Maxwell who couldn't stop giggling. "This feels like you're the hero of the day, gosh, everything turned out fine...I thought we were going to lose in front of almost millions of people" he uttered and relaxes his shoulders a bit. "I don't know how to feel, this new acceptance and support feels so new to me Maxwell. I have no idea how to react or reciprocate it. Apart from you, my uncle, no one had offered me so much attention, or care all at once Maxwell, and yet it came from a group is strangers, who didn't have to defend me yet they did exceptionally like I was theirs." He said pacing around his office, confused as he slumped on the

Troy- his gone mad. I was shaking, I was fighting a Battle inside of me. I wanted to rip something apart! My breathing changed, heartbeat changed, the hair in the back of my neck was up. I could feel my body temperature going up, dangerous high. I was no longer able to hear what was being said, the sound of my heartbeat was the only thing I could hear. Or so I thought, I felt something wet and warm touching my ears. Then a voice come with it " relax baby, breath it's alright"

Damian asks. Am I okay? I feel dirty. I feel violated. I feel used. I'm in unbearable pain. I'm covered in blood, piss, and semen. I can taste shit in my mouth. My body won't stop trembling. There's tears falling from my eyes. He broke me.

I wasn’t going to show any weakness at this point. When I finished I slipped the papers back into the envelope and closed it. I felt sad, angry, relieved, and just sad. All my emotions were on full blast. But in all, I felt a little free. Jane hugged me then, tight and fierce. “I’m proud of you, you're great and Sean will regret this day I know it,” she whispered. I hugged her back then laughed a little at her last statement “People only regret losing what they love, so there will be no regrets from Sean especially about me.”

She had on heavy makeup and the kind of excitement in her eyes that bordered on sickness. She held a pair of silver tongs, still glowing red-hot, and waved them slowly in front of my face before jamming them into my chest. I screamed. Silver was lethal to purebloods like me. The burning sensation spread through every nerve in my body until my whole ribcage felt like it was on fire. "That's more like it," she said, smiling. "What's the point of torturing you if you won't even scream?" She drove the tongs into the other side of my chest.

I said. I knew if I allowed my anger to take control, I would probably cause a scene. I didn't want that. I was already exhausted from everything that had happened, and the last thing I needed was another drama. Andre stood there for a few seconds before turning around. He walked toward his car, got inside, and drove away without saying anything else. I watched his car disappear from the driveway, and the moment he was gone, the tears I had been holding back finally fell. I broke down crying, David walked toward me and pulled me into a hug. I didn't resist. At that moment, I was too hurt and exhausted to push him away.

I sniffed, but I could not breathe properly because my nose was congested due to excessive crying. "H-How w-will I live G-Greta, I-I feel like heaven and earth are covering me. I feel like I was betrayed by my own imagination. I thought that I was not included in the road trips because they were worried about me. But the truth is, they are ashamed of me, I hope... I was not born." I passionately admit to how I really feel today. I kept on crying, remembering Trisha's words earlier. Was that really how they embarrass me? What is my fault? Is it a sin to be like this? As far as I know, it is not a sin to have such a plus-size body.

A song that tells everything I feel. Ako'y alipin ng pag-ibig mo Handang ibigin ang 'sang tulad mo Hangga't ang puso mo'y sa akin lang Hindi ka na malilinlang Ikaw ang ilaw sa dilim At ang liwanag ng mga bituin “That’s too dramatic! We’re in the middle of noon!” Caye said a little annoyed. The heaviness I felt in my chest increased as I listened to each lyric in the song. Hindi mapakali, hanggang tingin na lang

we end up having another round of sex before going out to meet everyone "at last, she is finally released" I blushed hard as my best friend came to hugged me "happy birthday sugar pie" I was getting emotional, with everyone right here, water wanted to drop my eyes "happy birthday my daughter" my mum said taking me having from Bryan embrace and into hers "it was just like yesterday when I was holding you in my arms" "mum" if she cried, I will too "common it's my birthday, not my funeral," I said which caused everyone to smile, I turned to hug my father too who was standing beside my mum "dad"