Emotions Show Novels & Stories

"The chauffeur we take you to the office and he would be there at the shareholder's meeting don't find it hard to see me being harsh on you it's just how it's going to work for us I must pretend to hate you in other for him to notice you she muttered I nodded getting my bag I bow my head to her and left her. Getting inside the car, it's feel so great to be cool and I don't know what I should feel maybe happy or sad about things turning around for me, I don't know what I should feel now, the way I felt scared but I tried not to show the weakness cause I know it's wouldn't end well if I try to do anything stupid.

He chuckled. "Concern." "Oh," she nodded. "I see. That makes sense. Violet?" He exhaled and relaxed with her in his arms. That was the current colour of his eyes so it only fit right to ask. "Happiness." "Why don't you show emotion on your face?" "What is this? A Q and A?" "You show emotion a few times but other times, you're so blank." He sighed. "My eyes already do it for me. Why should my face?" "But people won't be able to understand you then."

Dolah's POV. I felt my face flush and my heart rate increased as my heart thumped against my chest, causing my muscles to tense. The way some men look at me as if I'm a piece of meat waiting to be consumed is something I despise. It's difficult to understand why they can't control themselves. I even had the urge to remove their eyeballs from their sockets."Pinny, let's go on that corner, I don't want to lose my temper because of these shameless Men." I told Pinny my voice above whisperer.

She had finished her breakfast already. "You're reading my emotion. Ain't you?" She blinked her eyes and relaxed on the seat, "Sometimes I don't have control over it. It just happens automatically. I just feel what people feel within them. Pain, anger, rage, love. Their emotion passing through my veins" Luca pinched the roof of his nose and cleared his throat, "That must be painful" "Not always" She responded and got to her feet, "I should-- We should be on our way now"

His mood changed to gloomy within seconds. What is he an actor to change his emotions?. I guess. As I watched, his gaze shifted from the computer screen to the photo frame. He halted his work and started watching it with an emotionless face. He slowly grabbed the photo frame and ran his hand through the photo in it giving a faded smile. "Was he his first love?." I muttered. His face gave away emotions that showed distress and suffering. A tear ran down from one of his eyes. I was taken back, he really is suffering.

The proximity they were at these days and the emotional upheaval caused all the repressed emotions to now show up, unable to hide inside. ----------

"You know, I'm assuming that you traveled with your husband." For a moment, I saw when her reaction hardened, before she gently laughed while looking at me. Because of how fast her ways of changing emotions, I almost didn't catch it. Unfortunately for her, I was taught to be observant since I was a little kid so I'm sure with what I saw in her eyes. Anger. Hatred. Pain. Betrayal. And her desire for vengeance. But what are those emotions for?

*** In a grand royal room, a storm was brewing, one that could wipe and destroy everything that came through its part, like a tsunami, a tornado it brewed rising fueled by the emotion, anger. The feeling of hurt, anger, frustration and dread washed over him as he stared at the television which hung on the wall unaware of what was to happen to it. “Ahhhhh!!!” He yelled loudly in frustration and anger the greatest emotion that he felt washed over him, he threw the remote hard at the television, and it smashed the television's once smooth screen, a lone tear dropped from his left eye, rolling to his lips, its salty taste teasing his taste buds.

I already seem to share way more than I'd like. "No." There's a hint of a smile on his lips. "But you can't hide your emotions, Ash. Never completely. It's not in your nature. They shine out of you. Gleam through the cracks. Dance in your eyes and affect every move of your body. You fight them, but they find their way out."

He thought for a long time until he finally nodded, “I'll consider it.” I cheered inwardly. Finally I wasn't just staying in this house. I could return to my original habit. “Don't get excited yet, I'm not promising to give you a job, just considering it.” “Is it very visible?” I asked. “Yeah, you're not very good at hiding your expression you know.” He grabbed the ice cream stick in my hand. “When you're mad, upset, fed up, you show it through your expression. But I never see you happy. Show that too so I don't think you have an emotional disorder.”