Emotions Show Novels & Stories

“Why are you apologizing for that?” “It was embarrassing,” she muttered, looking at her feet. “What’s so embarrassing about showing emotions? Or your fears?” She finally looked at me, a hard look on her face. “Because it could be used against me.” I sat up, the blanket slipping and her gaze slipped down, the look in her eyes growing heated. But she looked away too soon, swallowing. I ignored that—even though my dick twitched. “Do you really think I’ll use your emotions and fears against you? You think I’ll stoop that low?”

Because it gets difficult for me to understand and deal with their state of mind. So I try to stimulate it with them. I try to show my emotions through my actions. There are certain ways for a human to show emotions to their loved ones and that's what I have picked up in years like ruffling Ryan's hair to show my affection. Cuddling with Anna as she is someone who seeks physical closeness for a sense of protection. I've never cuddled with anyone before her. They are the only ones with whom I have to be careful about my lack of emotion.

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.

He wasn’t just listening. He was absorbing, taking in every word like she was preaching a sermon imparted by the Goddess. The intensity in his eyes radiated his need to know. The range of emotions - from anger to sorrow - marring his face show that he wasn’t just listening, he was connecting with her, feeling these things with her, and it was that very action that drew her physically closer to him, because emotionally, she was already attached.

“The master’s pet—she’s changed. A lot. It’s like… she’s a different person entirely.” Matt frowned, stepping closer. “What are you trying to say?” Grey straightened, pulling a tablet off the desk and tapping a few buttons to bring up footage. “She showed intense emotion during the incident. It’s completely against the algorithm and every experiment ever conducted. She showed…” He hesitated, almost incredulous. “Care.” Matt stared at the footage, his stomach knotting. Care?

he muttered, unsure how else to reply. She only nodded, motherly in her expression. Then her gaze sharpened. “How did you know the details of your crime scene? I thought there were no witnesses.” He hesitated, unsure if he should reveal his truth. But he did anyway. “I have this gif—I mean, curse. If I touch people, I see their memories. I feel their emotions. I know what they’re going through.” He braced himself for disbelief. Instead, she smiled, nodding as if it made sense. She touched his hand, and a wave of satisfaction, happiness, peace coursed through him.

"That's the real question, Myra." I didn't answer. I didn't know how to answer. "Okay, new topic," Zoe announced, clearly sensing I was about to shut down. "Has he actually shown any emotion around you? Like, any at all?" "He gets angry sometimes. I can tell." "How can you tell?" Chloe asked. "His jaw does this thing. This little tic. And his eyes get colder, if that's even possible." "So anger. What else?" I thought about it. "I don't know. He's always so controlled. It's like he's decided exactly how much emotion he's allowed to show and he never goes over that limit."

"Better than ever. We're dating now." If Emanuele could bet money, the amount of dollars she would put up to win would be endless. For she was sure that shock, pain, sadness and disappointment flashed like lightning through his usually placid physiognomy. He was very good at disguising emotions, although the girl could clearly read what he was feeling and thinking. The girl didn't know if she was trying to say something or if she was concentrating on her breakfast. Joshua didn't let the seconds of silence drag on, responding almost immediately:

Her full cheeks that usually flush pink when she’s happy are now burning red with the emotion she is feeling. I look over to see Libby’s sharp features locked. Her jaw line is even more protruding. Her face is hard like stone trying not to show any emotion, but I can clearly see her emerald eyes holding back tears. Shawn’s just the same only there are no tears pulling behind his eyes in fact his eyes are red. His eyes are like mood rings, only his pupil changes color. They are burning red with anger almost as if they are on fire reflecting off his black iris’.

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.