Emotions Running High Novels & Stories

Through my hazy vision, I could see Julius' silhouette wobbling violently before my eyes. "So, you have the heart to torment me to no end now, huh?" I had a feeling that Julius really wanted to kill me on this bed. After going through the first round with him, I no longer wanted to go through the second round. Julius had long eyelashes. When he lowered his gaze, I couldn't see the emotions in his eyes. He replied stoically, "Yeah. I have the heart to do it now." Bitterness surged into my heart. I could feel tears pooling in my eyes, but I refused to yield to Julius.

Maybe it’s part of their training to beat the opponent to the ground. I strolled towards the forest. Angry at myself, I kept a fast pace and without realizing I started running. I ran fast and freely, not really caring where I was going. I just wanted to feel alive, something that I had been alien to for two months. The cold wind slapped my face as I ran, my nose grew numb and I became breathless. I was going through a runner’s high. A deeply soothing form of exhilaration engulfed me. During the run, all my anxiety, the painful thoughts, the hurt, everything disappeared. It was all gone. Finally, coming to a stop I panted heavily. I was tired, yes, very tired, but I was going through another

My plan of distracting Dante with Evelyn has failed. The emotions overwhelmed me. The pain, anger, and sadness intertwined, creating a storm within my heart. I couldn't believe that this was happening. Frustration boiled inside me like a volcano ready to erupt. I grabbed the nearest objects and hurled them across the room, their crashing sounds echoing my outrage. My heart pounded in my chest, and my breathing became heavy and erratic.

Thе feeling оf moving mу bоdу іn a run іѕ nоt thе ѕаmе аѕ when I dance or рrасtісе Judо. I fееl high, mу outlook is optimistic, аnd my ѕріrіtѕ lift. I nееd tо make thіѕ a priority, including when thеrе are nо warehouses tо саѕе. Jesus, іf Blаkе соuld ѕее mе now he’d be furіоuѕ.

"It's been too long." She was hit by a wave of conflicting emotions that threatened to overwhelm her. Frustration, fear, longing, and duty all swirled together inside her, creating a turbulent whirlpool of feelings. The frustration was a hot, seething mass that burned in her chest, fueled by the distress of making a deal with a demon prince. It threatened to burst forth at any moment, like a volcano erupting with molten lava.

I sit atop my throne, the same one I spilled blood over all those years back, my crown sitting between my upper legs. I'm in the same room as all the other dreams I've been having. Anger; sadness; but most evident; betrayal burns deep in the back of my throat, such extreme emotions making smoke emerge from all around me. What would cause me to feel such passionate emotions? Why would these emotions cause smoke to appear?

I quickly covered my feelings up with a frown. "If you hadn't tried to act smart, your phone would still be in one piece. " I retorted, I had totally forgotten she removed my shades. "In one piece? The moment you talked to me, all my peace was shattered young man. Why cant a girl just have a day without drama" she pokes my chest "I--" i stutter as i recall how kelly and I argured. I was very possesive. I know possesiveness was hot to some girls but mine was toxic and it drove Kelly mad

] A series of 'laughing' emoticon was sent before a content was eventually written by Henry. [Don't be angry, baby...] Baby? [You're crazy!] Immediately the message was sent, he exited the app and grabbed the bottle of water on the bed. He opened the lid of the bottle and gulped down half of the content. With a sigh, his eyes scanned the room before his gaze landed on the big poster of the basketball star. He smiled. A determination suddenly filled him up. If his grades were going to hinder him from being like this man, then he was going to tackle them.

And I was felling all the emotions. Rage. Anger. Fear. Panic. Terror. Fright. Exhaustion.

“I do, but not every fucking day or night until I can’t stand straight.” She shouts back seeming fed up with his attempt to reverse the blame to her. I can sense her own anger creeping into my thoughts as wave after wave of every fight argument or negative experience she had with the man rushed through my mind before cutting short as the rage forced its way back into my mind. It is the most intense wave of emotions I ever sensed from her increasing my own furry at the thought of her being upset.