Feel Special Novels & Stories

I haven’t had a good night sleep ever since I got home from that beach party but now I finally had a good night rest and it was just as perfect. Is this really the feeling of having someone special? Is this really the feeling of being in love? This is something emotionally new to me. While I do recognize the feeling of being happy, this is discernably different from the happiness that I get every time my parents give me some allowance or when me and my friends go out to party and have some fun or when I get high grades. This type of feeling feels like I’m riding high on cloud nine and all I see are rainbows and unicorns from left to right and suddenly there’s a fountain of iced-coffee. I jus

Jason Pov For the last past year, the only emotions I've felt inside were anger and loneliness. But Kim has changed that. I may still have this anger, but it's not a wave of constant anger stuck inside of me now. Kim gives me a happiness that I haven't felt in over a year now. Now the only time I ever feel lonely is when I'm here alone and she's at work. The loneliness of not having her by my side, but that loneliness quickly leave once she's back.

I simultaneously become the kept man of three powerful, high-ranking women. The first is the aloof Grand Tutor, Misty Standish. Her heart belongs solely to her childhood sweetheart, the son of the chancellor's legal wife. The second is the rakish Marchioness, Sienna Fairfax. She flutters her fan and chuckles. "We both get what we want. There's no need to complicate business with feelings." The third is the all-powerful Princess Royal, Christina Livingstone. "Know your place. My consort will only ever be a nobleman," she coldly warns me. Everything changes when I save up enough money and return to my hometown to marry my childhood sweetheart and fiancee, Claire Mortimer. Ms. Standish l

And as Marius drove us back, the warmth of his gratitude lingered, making me feel cherished and special in a way that words alone could never fully capture. In other words, it’s the small things—those fleeting smiles, soft laughs, and spontaneous blushes—that reveal a person’s true feelings. It’s quite ironic, really. Marius and I already have a child together, and now, we freely express and release our passion for each other through our intimate moments.

But now… Felicity bathed in the sunlight. She felt at peace. She looked down at the shore. There sat the man from her dreams. This time however, he wasn’t looking out at the waters, instead, he looked right at her. Felicity was not scared. She smiled and waved at him. He tilted his head and waved back awkwardly. That made her happy.

Makenzy added. “Did you get a weird feeling, Makayla?” Makenzy asked. “Yeah, it was different.” Makayla answered. “How so?” Felan asked. Usually when we sense magic being used, we get a tingling sensation all over our body.” Makayla said. “But with you we got a warm feeling that felt peaceful.” Makenzy added. “Oh!” is all Felan could say. “What’s next?” Makayla added excited to see more of what Felan could do.

Incredible, legendary stuff. I look out from the window, reminisce about all the good times I have had with Avantika and think about whatever is going to come. I have a smile on my face. Being loved and wanted is the most amazing feeling in the world ... it’s like a whole new experience. No matter how far we try to run away from it, it only gets you closer. As they say, it’s better to have loved and lost than not have loved at all.

"What it actually feels like." "Why?" "Because you came in here and told me the true thing." A pause. "I should try to do the same." I leaned back. "Most of the time it's just warm," I said. "A low reminder. When you're near it's steadier. When you're gone it pulls." I paused. "When you're happy it feels like mine. Not the emotion itself, just, the warmth of it coming through." Her expression shifted. "That part doesn't burn," I said. "That part is the best thing I've felt in a long time."

FELIX No one teaches Omegas what it means to feel everything. It’s like standing in a room and taking in every emotion at once. Not just your own. Everyone’s. It slips into you without warning. Small pieces of feelings that were never yours to begin with. It doesn’t make sense at first. It takes time before you even understand what’s happening. It’s easy to lose control of it. Someone nearby has a bad day, and suddenly you feel irritated for no clear reason.

“What kind of something’? Like, ‘I’m catching feelings’ something? Or ‘we have an unspoken connection’ something?” I groaned, burying my face in my hands. “I don’t know! He’s fun, he makes me laugh, and yeah, the sex is mind-blowing, but it’s not just that. When I’m with him, I forget all the stress, all the confusion. It’s like… I can just be myself.”