Emocional Novels & Stories

Her eyes pinched at the corners. I nodded. "Yes. I can still feel your emotions, but it's more like they are..." I tipped my head to the side. I didn't know if they'd understand how I thought about emotions. "I see emotions like water. Lakes, oceans, streams, rivers. That kind of thing." I watched them. They nodded at me. Gestured for me to continue.

" Miranda said facing the two tombs where her mother and father laid. " How time flies? I remember I was Just ten when you two left me but now am all grown up,I even have a fiancee now. Do you miss me as much as I Miss you?" She said and by now she was breaking down. Miranda might be cold and heartless but that was to the world. Regardless of who she was now, she is still Human and humans are bound to have emotions and feelings. Right now,she was longing for her parents' presence in her Life but she knew that was impossible so the pain and anguish. Every Time she visits them,age would end up breaking down and crying her heart out. Age would voice her grievances and wishes but today she contr

Is it that weird that I don't get lost and react? "Emotions are there simply to make you realise how something has impacted you. Whether it is happy, sad, angry or disappointed. They are guidelines; they are not meant to be the weapon." He chuckles. "You're very wise. I'm sure I have said it before, and I just want to affirm it again. You're far smarter than most, and your knowledge exceeds many despite you not being taught." "Imagine how amazing I would be if I were taught." I smile, and he chuckles.

He was lost in a sea of uncertainty, unable to grasp the true nature of his feelings. As he stood there, his emotions boiled over like a pot left on the stove for too long. Anger, regret, and disappointment swirled within him, threatening to consume them whole. But it was the murderous feeling towards those who had hurt his mate that burned the brightest. His fists clenched at his sides, his jaw set in a hard line as he vowed to make them pay for their transgressions.

Why is he feeling this way? He felt like he was getting too emotional.

Internally, becomes fiercely angry and at the same time, depressingly heartbroken. ° * ° * °

"What?" "Why are you playing with my emotions?" Emily smirked. "It is fun."

There is still a smile on his face and he retorts, “You are so beautiful.” I feel a surge of anger rising within me, a simmering frustration at the audacity of Sean's unexpected move. Part of me wants to lash out at him for crossing boundaries and playing games with my emotions, but I find myself unable to form coherent thoughts or words in response. It's as if all the organs in my body, except for my heart, have shut down, leaving me in a state of emotional turmoil and confusion.

he said. “Thank you,” I replied, and it was as if he sensed the awkwardness between us. He didn’t say anything else. Instead, he just raised the glass of wine in his hand as a sign of congratulations and then left. He might be the smartest, well, second smartest next to Vincent that is, but Emmet is the weakest in the emotional category. At least for Vincent, he could see emotions. But for Emmet. It was as if something in him had died. Something that cut all the emotions out of his body.