Emotions Show Mga Nobela at Kwento

Sensing an emotion in yourself, amplifying it, then projecting it outward toward a specific target. He demonstrated calmly, showing how he could project peaceful feelings that made the room feel safer. "Your turn. Project happiness at me. Make me feel what you're feeling when you play with your favorite toys." Elara concentrated, her small face scrunched with effort. I felt a wave of joy wash through the room, innocent and pure. Damian smiled despite himself. "Perfect. Now try something harder. Project fear. Not at me, just into the empty space. Show me you can control the emotion without targeting anyone."

"What matters the most is what we turn out to be when we are older." I watched his face closely, not missing a single flicker of emotion. I saw the shadows in his eyes, the way his jaw tightened almost imperceptibly, and the way his eyelids fluttered, seemingly to hide the emotions brewing in his eyes. His expression was shifting from one thing to another, like clouds moving fast across the sky, and I was trying to read the weather inside him. Did he have to be that emotional due to a few words I have said? My lips quirked into a smile.

Smaller,tighter like it was focusing like it was waiting. Sofia’s crying softened a little, turning into shaky breaths. I rocked her slower now, forcing my hands to steady. “It reacts to movement,” I said. “And sound,” Tomás added. The screen flickered. Not just movement. A pause. Emotion. My stomach dropped. “No…” But it made sense. It made too much sense. Every time I panicked it changed. “It’s reading us,” I said. Tomás didn’t argue. The shadow shifted closer.

“At talking about them. At performing them on command. You know that about me.” I let out a single, sharp laugh that held no humor. “No, Mark. What I know is that you don’t express emotions well. You show them through action—through protectiveness, through providing, through fixing things. But right now, you don’t even sound like you understand why I’m so upset. You sound like you’re reading from a script titled ‘How to Handle an Upset Woman: Basic Version.’" “I do understand,” he insisted, taking a step toward me.

She actually does care. She's not fond of showing her emotions, like concern. I know very well what she went through. I know her childhood, and that was very.... bad. Almost the rest of her life, she shown how strong she is, how she fight anyone who comes in her way, bravely. How fearless she was to face every issue. So now she don’t know, or might as well she forgot, how to show concern and worry. Because for those who are no longer used on saying their real emotions, they are ashamed. Yes, they are ashamed to show that— their actually worried about you.

All of that just came like an instinct in my head. "Whatever your reason, I'm glad to hear it. Our relationship slowly in progress." he chuckled softly. I also smiled to see him chuckle out for the first time before my eyes. He was never like that before because he always kept his emotions to himself. Whether he's feeling upset, sad, angry, or whatever, he rarely shows it in front of me. He prefers to just leave when the emotion is over him, then come back when the emotion is not over his body. So it's natural that right now I'm quite stunned by his weirdness.

I asked, turning my attention to him. He blinked. “Yeah?” I chuckled. “Never mind.” It wasn’t surprising this was how Jesse was being. This was his usual reaction to things. He did feel some types of emotions stirring in his chest, but he didn’t show it say like Rain was or I might. Then again no one showed emotions as much as Rain did. He wore his emotions on his sleeve, showing them as easy as someone breathed air. *** Jesse "Well, it’s happening. No turning back now," Colby said, breaking the silence.

Marriage was big for Gods who were in power. Exodus looked at all the Gods who weren't clapping and shook his head. "I know that this news will take some time to swallow for some but Eventually you'll have to come to terms with it, especially because of the next piece of news I'm delivering." He paused to watch everyone's reaction. The God of light was fisting his hands. Anger was radiating off of him. Even though he was a light God he could still have negative emotions. The Goddess of Emotions whispered to him "Do you need me to help you reel in some of that anger?"

Come to think of it, I just realized when she became out of control because of my blood, her wounds take two weeks to heal! I looked at her and she gave me a smile, that smile again. She should stop doing that. She has all the rights to show what her true feelings are. If she is happy then it's better, if she is sad then she should cry, if she's angry then she needs to show it. But she was really different, she dont show it, she kept it to her and that was kind of disturbing. I think I need to train her so that she can show her true emotions and intentions.