Emotional Inflammation Novels & Stories

It can also cause passion, motivate humans, be creative, change and be different. Fire in sex is also great, not fire kink but you get what I mean. Fire means heightened emotions. Meaning greater sex. This is also what a fire can create. Emotions. The world and humans are moulded in a way that it will cause them to react. One way or another. There is always something that will cause you to react. Anguish. One of the emotions Fire can create. Severe mental or physical pain or suffering. Disaster. One of "The Huge Thing" Fire can create. A sudden accident or a natural catastrophe that causes great damage or loss of life.

At that moment, a tumult of emotions surged within me, swirling like a storm. Never before had I experienced such a flurry of volatile feelings for another person. The intensity of my emotions was overwhelming. Anger, raw and unbridled, bubbled up from the depths of my soul. Every fibre of my being seemed to thrum with hatred. With tear-streaked cheeks, I glared at him, my gaze burning with anger. I hated him with a fervour that eclipsed anything I had ever felt before, the intensity of my emotions threatening to consume me from within.

We know that because as soon as you passed out, the flames died immediately' Alex said, moving from the bed to stare out the window. My gaze followed her. 'so the flames were controlled by me being angry?' I asked. 'Not just anger, any strong emotions. Whether anger, sadness, happiness or pain. The stronger the emotions, the fiercer the flames' Arizona mused, looking at me. I noticed movements out of the corner of my eyes and I turned.

"The next step is unique to Catharsis, 'Inflation'. The reason why we needed to add this to our process because from the observation we realized that human emotions have a catastrophic influence on the entropy of your dimensional space. So we are going to use that to our advantage." "I have been meaning to ask this question, Raymond," Creed interrupted him in the middle. " How do emotions an imaginary construct can possibly affect our physical world? This idea is pretty far-fetched to me." "let me tell you a story: when I was a youngster like you. One day while walking in a crowded place I accidentally grabbed a woman's breast, the result was she slapped the shit out of me. But I vaguely rem

My heart rate is skyrocketing and I feel the onset of a panic attack brewing, causing my skin to heat up. Doc has taught me some meditation techniques to calm my flames when I feel like any emotion is becoming too much. Sometimes it helps, other times not so much. Just last week Jaxon got me riled up in anger while Doc was in here trying to teach me a breathing exercise and just when I thought I had accomplished it, Jaxon said something unforgiveable about me not being pure and it brought me back to the night Brady and Jace had stolen my virtue from me. I got so angry I exploded, Doc got burned in the process and had to leave the room. Then the guilt set in and more fire spurted out of my bo

The woman who had loved him more than anything. “Pathetic,” The Weaver’s voice was laced with a cold, reptilian contempt. She saw emotion not as a human experience, but as a system flaw, a messy variable that ruined the elegance of her calculations. “This emotional contagion is compromising the integrity of the experiment, Doctor. It seems a factory reset is in order.”

he stuttered, looking away, avoiding a direct eye contact with me. Does he mean that I am letting my previous client to touch me whenever and whenever they want? F-ck him! "F-ck you!" I stormed out of the music room. I needed to let off some steam. What kind of mindset does he have? What he did earlier was utterly disgusting. It'll probably linger in my mind. Fuck it!

I said and he scoffed once again but this time he didn't try to defend himself. Looking at the last one in the room I took a deep breath. "Viha" I whispered while looking at Alaric. "Also known as wrath, known to show any form of anger sometimes even during a calm conversation, emotions tend to be intense" I said leaning forward a little as his eyes flashed a deep red.

Rose POV I walked into the dining room very moody, maybe my period was coming, that thing come without any notice but then I noticed my mark is burning, I kept rubbing it to get the burns away but it was getting worst and driving me crazy "are you okay" my mother asked me with concerned look on her face "I don't know, my mark is burning and my wolf is not okay" the pain is getting worse and my wolf is weeping in my head "her mate is trying mark someone else, his mark on hers is responding to it" my father who was just coming out said seeing me and rushing t my side to support me

My anger rises inside like molten lava, and it takes everything me not to flip out and break loose. “She was your daughter too….. don’t you think it hurts her that you never go there?” It’s out before I can stop myself. Years of this bubbling inside of me and his mid walk pause, and his instant tense posture give me an inkling of satisfaction. A flicker of emotion from him is so rare, that I cling to this even if it’s an unhealthy way of getting it from him. I know this is toxic and we’re dysfunctional, I just can’t stop it.