Feels Book Novels & Stories

I do a quick bandage and put on black pants to cover it up in case the wound starts bleeding again, I put on a sweatshirt and crawl between the covers of the bed, patiently waiting for dinner to arrive to face yet another family meal. the unsettling thought that something will change after yesterday's conversation comes back to haunt my mind to the point of giving rise to a headache. I felt that my days were numbered. And if there's one thing I trusted, it was my intuition. I hope with all my heart that you enjoyed this journey, I loved writing this book and Feeling is also a wonderful story. I am immensely grateful for those who read.

With a gentle hug, I put the book down and immediately left for work. At 5:30 I was behind the shop waiting for my employers. I began to think about what happened last night. I was contemplating how a small book could increase in size by itself. The book could talk and give instructions for humans to follow. What amazed me more was the fact that fire of blood could rest in a bowl and the book didn’t burn but when I put my hand I was burning that I could even felt the fire even in my intestines.

This thing, whatever it was, felt good. *** On Thursday, I met Felix, who felt much too ordinary. We were both in the bookstore two blocks from my apartment. He was tall and had messy curls. He was reading something about modern demonology, muttering something under his breath as he flipped a page. I laughed. I just couldn’t help it. He looked up. I tilted my head curiously. “You don’t actually believe that stuff, do you?” I asked. He smirked, slow and lazyily. “What if I said yes?”

Khalid explained and then again I felt another shiver and took a deep breath, fighting my urge to fight, because it was a bad feeling, I could feel it as if insects were walking on my skin. "There is something, maybe it's a spell." Khalid let go of my face and that feeling stopped. "Because you weren't supposed to feel like that, it was supposed to be something soft and gentle, not cold and disgusting." I took a deep breath. ************ Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

I said as I left the room, closing the door behind me. I wasn’t afraid of anything in the room, but the ominous feeling didn’t make me feel at ease either. Carrying the book back to Zeke’s office, I sat at his desk to study the book. As soon as I opened it, the book felt as if it came alive in my hands. It was as if a massive surge of energy flowed from the book and into me. “What is that?” Ace asked.

He said what are you reading. She told him. He said I tried to read that. He said I got sixty pages in and put it down and then felt guilty about putting it down for three weeks. She said that is the book. She said some books are for feeling guilty about for three weeks. He said that seems like a design flaw. She said no. She said the guilt means it got under your skin. She said you will pick it up again. He said you think so. She said yes. She said the ones you feel guilty about are always the ones you go back to. He said like people.

We finally entered the bookstore and I let go of his arm. “A-ahm, I don’t want to huddle there” I answered sparingly. A book caught my attention and I was amazed that they are selling this book. “Gosh! My favorite series!” I get the Twilight book. Gio followed me and observed the book as well. “I’ve already watched it” He bragged. I narrowed an eye at him. “Book version is still the best. The feels and emotions are there when you’re reading it” I answered. “But the movie adaptations are easy to understand since you don’t need to use your imagination anymore,” He said frankly.

You never seem to stop amazing me", he frowned, very confused. "I was bored and I couldn't watch TV so I'm just rearranging the books". "How?". "I feel the cover of the book, I'm arranging them by colors". He looks at the arranged shelf and there, the books were arranged by colors. "How can you feel colors?". "Honestly, I don't know how to explain. I can just do it". "Yeeaaahhh", he looks at her skeptically. "Honestly i think you're pretending to be blind. it's one thing to be able to feel things but it's another to feel with colors".

The books that were piled up higher than ten peoples standing above each other, gave a feeling to ant to whoever stood inside the library. Fei Fei had already a pile of books on her hand, she was searching for one last book, which she needed the most. She was searching and searching when she finally found it, She hurriedly grabbed the book and was about to go to the staff section when BAM!! she bumped into a tall handsome guy, all her books fell off. "Are you all right??", his bold voice vibrated in her ears. "Uhh yes...", She turned to see a tall good-looking guy. He was Lex!!

Maybe I am dreaming… yes, life has been so stressful recently and that is what is happening but that book keeps on grabbing my attention. Moving towards it, I see that the cover is practically made of crystal. It is so sparkly and I can’t resist touching it. As my hand drags along the book, I feel this longing towards it. As it were mine so I flip it open and a gust of wind hits me in the face and multiple images flashes in my mind.