Emotions Show Novels & Stories

Is it that weird that I don't get lost and react? "Emotions are there simply to make you realise how something has impacted you. Whether it is happy, sad, angry or disappointed. They are guidelines; they are not meant to be the weapon." He chuckles. "You're very wise. I'm sure I have said it before, and I just want to affirm it again. You're far smarter than most, and your knowledge exceeds many despite you not being taught." "Imagine how amazing I would be if I were taught." I smile, and he chuckles.

She watched his lean brown hands slowly clench into powerful fists and then carefully unclench again the instant he realized she had noticed that betraying gesture. “His death… You couldn't have known, Lorenzo,” Phoebe whispered trying to comfort him. “Just stop! This is none of your business!” he ground out thunderously. They got out of the car. Phoebe checked quickly Lorenzo's rigid profile and suppressed a rueful sigh, recognizing the stoic, all-male but unnatural control he was determined to maintain. Maybe it was easier for women to let go emotionally, talk it out, forgive themselves. It was certainly wiser, that was for sure. Right now Lorenzo was like a big simmering volcano, waiting

I swooped her in my arms and head out. T. B. C. Thank God our Roy is safe. I need someone to teach Fred the different types of emotions please..... Chest burning in great anger indeed. You are jealous joor!

"Not hard really, you just didn't go around showing emotions on your face like most normal people do." "Understand this Veronica that in my line of duty, we are not allowed to show our emotions, and I've been doing this for so long that I subconsciously do not reveal what I feel through my face. I honestly didn't know you were bothered by it.... I promise that I'll try my best to show some emotions through my face." I said and I meant itz knowing it must be hard for her not to be able to tell what I was thinking. I didn't want her walking on egg shells around me whenever we were together.

“Do not show any emotions.” “Give me a second.” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Waylon walking up. Quietly, I signaled for him to stop and give me space. He must have caught on because they stopped walked and acted as if they were talking. Closing my eyes, I pushed any and all negative emotions down. I am the daughter and rightful heir to the throne. No one will defeat me.

Before I knock on the door, I make sure to wipe away my tears, not wanting my emotions to be immediately visible. I gather my strength and raise my hand to knock on the door, my heart pounding with anticipation. Jacob swings the door open, and our eyes lock in an instant connection. At that moment, I witness a subtle shift in his facial expression, as empathy and understanding wash over him. It's as if he can see the pain in my eyes and knows exactly what I'm going through.

At Ema, Bruce let out a loud shout, which resounded to the extent, ‘ “We have,” he murmured, maintaining his eyes on Ema. “And I ask you, you say no”. People in the audience were astonished, they uttered a collective gasp. In this scenario, the emotions exhibited on Ema’s face were the perplexity and fury that descended on her before she could smile again. ‘It’s all right,’ Jack muttered, his gaze not leaving the two women In front of him, ‘What did you say?’ Ema inquired, her voice low with hate.

I said, pointing to the text. ‘When one or more of the bearer’s three emotions reach their peak, the glow may open memories, prophecies, or any other ability inherited from their ancestors. These three emotions are love, sadness, or anger.’ Kylan shifted closer, our shoulders touching. My pulse quickened at the closeness, and I had to remind myself to focus. To make matters worse, after reading what I had pointed out, I felt like slamming my head onto the table.

I am doing things wrong, everything around me is wrong, and I don't know how to take control of things that I do or that seem to happen to me. Standing and looking at the scene in front of me is heart-wrenching but at the same time I am failing to emote the emotions, I am feeling inside. Other than shock I show nothing on my face, and it's not like I am hiding my emotions no it's happening on its own. Xander is looking at me, there is this sorry look on his face that I both hate and feel pity for.

I can easily be affected by him. "Stand there." I said. I used my coldest tone. I do not want to show any emotion to him. She didn't say anything. he just stood up. He bowed a little. I don't know if he meant that or what. But I accidetally saw her boobs. Dmn it. I grabbed her wrist. "I change my mind .. You'll come down later." I pulled him down on the bed again. Fck this sexual feeling. I can't stop the life below me.