Emotions Show Novels & Stories

“It’s better than being dead.” There’s a silence in the room and it makes me feel like I’m on display. I don’t show my emotions often, even my anger, but I can’t help but feel every emotion at once. Guilt, frustration, fury, and pure angst all move through me without showing signs of stopping.

"It depends on how strong one's ability is, and mine is pretty strong in that area. I can pick up a person's overall mood if they are in the vicinity. If they are close by, I can look deeper, so to speak, and sense the weaker emotions or if someone is trying to hide an emotion. I don't generally look below the surface, and neither do most Omegas." "What do my surface emotions show at the moment?" he inquired. "Mostly contentment, a little curiosity, and a hint of love," I said with a grin. He raised an eyebrow with a faint smile. "Love is it just an undertone emotion?" "It pretty much leaks through your other emotions like water through a sieve," I chuckled. H

“Ex-girlfriend “ I corrected him and regretted it immediately. He stares at me creepily and doesn’t utter a word “Kevin, Please go. I’m no longer your rag doll or punching bag that help ease your pain. We are over” tears began to glow from my eyes as he carefully wipes them off. He dips his on my hair inhaling my shampoo “Breathe cupcake. Why don’t you decide. Should we do this the hard way or the simple way” “Simple way” I muster enough courage as I walk over to the couch taking my seat. My eyes showed foreign emotions of sadness and nervousness.

There's no stopping Damon once he takes a liking to someone; he's been on my side for so many years there's no fooling me. When I let go of him, I have to wipe the tears from my cheeks. He looks at me with so much concern that I can't stop the next waterfall. I've never been big about showing emotions, but I never bothered to hide them if I were to feel a little overwhelmed. Perhaps many think men shouldn't cry, but I'm a firm believer in equality. Men are human, too; they have emotions just as strong as women do, and there's nothing wrong with showcasing them here and there.

She rants at me. I stand there, frozen in time. More than the words, I can see the emotions she breathes. “They're just school pranks, nothing more.” I try to defend. “Yes, exactly. It's nothing more when you're on the telling side of the joke.” She tells me. The wave of emotions comes suddenly. As much as I try to fight it, it's there and I do feel her pain in a certain sense. It's my take off time. When things get difficult like this, I rather leave that show any sign of emotions.

"I am not smiling but that doesn't mean I am not happy either. Of course, I am happy, Kieran Brielle. Look into my eyes and see if I'm sad. You can clearly see the emotion that I only show to you, wife." I gasped as I pouted again. He was... right though. He was smiling, but his eyes were smiling for him. Not literally, but I can see that soft sparkle in his eyes whenever he looks at me. Only me. I smiled. He's still the same cold and ruthless Logan, but the thing is, he is showing his emotions to me with his eyes. It was like a portal to all the truths. His eyes serves as the door that trapped his emotions from showing, but he can quiclly unlock that door for me. He is letting his guard dow

I said. He turned back to face me, curiosity in his eyes. “There’s something Nox always does - he hides his emotions from me. Can you teach me how to do that?” Roman stared at me as if I had requested a punishment. “It takes time and practice-“ “I’m a fast learner.” I interrupted, determined. His gaze softened, and for a moment, the Roman I was accustomed to reappeared. “Most emotions are likened to the elements- water, air, fire and earth. Depending on the element you attach with the intensity of your emotions, there’s always something that is stronger than it. You.”

"What are you mad about? Can't you keep your emotions under control over such a small matter?" Elias' words were like the last drop of water, breaking our relationship. I stood up, looking coldly at Elias. "Yes, I am a person who does not know how to control emotions. Happy or sad, I show my face; unlike you, I wear a cold face all day—especially for a weak person like me who knows empathy and has a heart. And you are a person who has neither heart nor lungs. Didn't you just ignore my life just now? So what are you following me for now? What do you show interest in? Don't try to present yourself as nice; it makes me nauseous."

"What's wrong with me not showing emotions? Emotions only make us vulnerable and besides, I can already express myself with my actions." Ravenna snapped her fingers. "Bingo. There it is. This might come as a shock, but mortals thrive on emotions. Shutting your emotions in when you're trying to get someone to trust you wouldn't help you at all. It actually makes you less relatable in their eyes." My mouth formed an "o". It seemed I wasn't as knowledgeable as I'd always thought.

The despair of a confession coming too late. He steps towards me, and I step back. A clear signal I don’t want him near me, and he relents. Stopping himself and moving away instead to give me space, the flicker of pain evident as his eyes dip to avoid me for a second. A show of genuine emotion. Who knew he was capable of such things? Capable of showing me he is human, after all. It makes the ache grow, spreading from my stomach out to every limb, and even my face trembles with the agony I’m feeling.