Emotions Show Novels & Stories

My eyes fly open “I got it?!” She tips her chin. “Try again” Eager for another go, I tap the back of her hand, breathing in and out as I focus on Nana. I focus on the current that flows from her, I stretch out my senses like imaginary hands then I try to put a name to what I feel from her “Anxious?” I ask out loud. It feels kinda fidgety. She hums and switches and we go from there, I with the flow, it’s like a smooth glide. Though I find it harder to narrow down more complicated emotions like nervousness, frustration, and confusion. But stronger and more direct emotions like anger, happiness, and relief are quite easy to figure out.

She was silent, bowed her head and played with her phone, then turned to look out of the window. While waiting for the traffic light, Jacob glanced casually in her direction. All he could see was her side face. He noticed that she seemed to be in a daze, tapping her fingertips unconsciously on the windowsill, pulling down the corners of her eyes and raising the corners of her mouth, unable to hide her emotions. Before long, as if noticing something, she reached out and touched the corner of her mouth with a stiff expression. Maybe she was afraid of being seen by him, and at the next moment, she deliberately reined in.

I critically look at her as she keeps a stoic face and glares at me and all I feel inside is amazement, at how it takes her little to no effort to dazzle me with each simple act she puts up. Her entire feature remains passive and somewhat guarded as she doesn’t say a word to me keeping a look of nonchalance, but her eyes give her true feelings away as through these green orbs of hers, I see a flurry of emotions, sadness, relief, fear, faith, certainty, doubt, each contrasting each other, but the most prominent emotion being that of relief. “ I can’t do it.” She says after a moment of silence and I feel a strong urge to take her into my arms, but I dispose of the urge and reject the idea, kno

She appeared hesitant at first, unsure of whether she should approach our front door. Watching her on the screen, my emotions cascaded like a tumultuous storm. Guilt, regret, and longing mingled together, overwhelming me with their intensity. I saw the pain in her eyes, a reflection of the anguish I had caused her. It was my own insecurities, my inability to trust, that had driven her away.

} [Could you pick for me which emoticon best suits your mood today? Right in front of Ecto, a chart showed emoticons depicting various feelings. There were: Happy, Sad, Calm, Worried, Confused, Upset, Angry, Embarrassed, Shy, Bored, Excited, Tired, Sick and Frustrated. Kate pressed Calm. [According to the forecast, it is partly cloudy tonight and the temperature is a high 30 degrees but feels like 36 degrees. Humidity 75%. Could this be the reason why you are tired?]

There was this innate need within me to draw out those overwhelming emotions so that he could breach the surface again and be able to breathe. His back muscles tensed further when I placed my hand there, but he didn’t pull away. I closed my eyes and cleared my mind of everything but the desire to help him, to help taper his overwhelming emotions. It was like I could see them. Rage was crimson red and burned brightly, overpowering some of the others. The disgust that he felt was a yellowish-green. It curled around the other emotions, amplifying them. Another prominent emotion was the disappointment that he aimed at himself. It was a gray and was the second largest emotion that he was feeling.

Somehow, I feel this is no longer about the movie. He watches me intently as he waits for my response and I feel the need to choose my words carefully. This almost feels like a test. Like my answer will determine his opinion of me. “I mean…” I start carefully. “I don’t think it is. People express emotions in different ways. Doesn’t necessarily have to be through crying. Sometimes, what we feel is so overwhelming that even tears won’t suffice.”

It didn't help that she had to be trained for a mission while still mourning her parents death. Justin, who had embraced Miranda as she poured her heart out, couldn't control the lone tear that slipped from his eye. It pained him alot to see her breaking down like this. He could feel his heart wrench in pain watching her heartbreaking cries. He couldn't have imagined even in his wildest dreams that the ever emotionless Goddess in his life could show such strong emotions. He was glad that he was here with her but also regretted insisting they come visit gee parents. Maybe if he didn't, she wouldn't be crying her eyes out here.

Red cherry lips , beautiful almond eyes and flawless skin. Lana touched her reflection and warm tears flowed down her cheeks ,she slowly curled herself and sobbed her heart out . The heaven didn't turned its back on her , it gave her one more chance . Sobbing she looked up once again and touched her face , she was crying but at the same time she was crookedly smiling . Ella, are you ready ? Because She ,Lana , was back and she was back for vengeance

I blabbered in front of him while he just gave at me with his fave holding no emotions. But now, you appear we had a night stand and since then, my mind my emotions, and everything that was okay to me had to be questioned. Sometimes I had to question my sexuality even if I am convinced that I love Linda and our relationship had lasted long with me being happy. But you showed up and I don't find everything I find about her attractive anymore.