Sackboy Emotions Novels & Stories

I said sadly "You know what Daze? You cheated on me and the shittest part is the girl is my cousin but then I forgave you. I'm happy now so there's no point in hating the both of you, besides, you didn't end up together" She said with a sad smile on her face. I should feel more guilty and repent and apologize but why is that when I'm looking at her, I stopped caring about what she's saying because I'm getting overwhelmed with happiness that she stared me in the eyes again.

He sniffed, “I am not, my eyes keep leaking though.” I felt my chest tightened, as I asked. “Are you sad?” “Not exactly, there is a tightness in my chest, and a lump in my throat.” My eyes widened, it was surprising that Theron was exhibiting signs of sadness, It's shocking because he doesn't know what it means as well. “Theron, what do you mean you don’t have any human emotions.” I whispered back. “You’re crying, this is something I have never seen you do before.”

I nod as I tell him, “When you say it like that, you might be right. But, in any case, it doesn’t mean that it’s unfair that you can hear Mia or feel my emotions, and I can’t.” “Babe, believe me, you don’t want to feel my emotions. Or maybe yes, it depends on what you really want.” “Okay, now I’m more confused.” He smiles at me seductively as he takes my hand and places it on his cock, which is rock hard. He says, “That’s what I mean. If you could feel my emotions, you would discover that they are just lust and love for you.” And with that said, I climb on top of him, attacking his lips impetuously. I’m desperate to feel him inside me again. Parker pleases me by inserting his enormous cock a

But I still needed to confirm what I had heard. "Sir, are you really gay?" I asked, my voice trembling with disbelief. He smirked at me, and I felt a wave of squeamishness wash over me. "I mean, what a coincidence. I never expected my boss to be just like me." I forced a chuckle, but it sounded hollow and insincere. I tapped my fingers nervously on the table, wondering what other secrets my boss was hiding.

“But I’m yours. And if this link hurts us when we fight, then we shouldn’t fight at all.” “Gloss,” I warned, “you’re talking about emotions, not logic. We can’t…” “Watch me,” he cut in, and before I could react, he stood on his toes and flicked my forehead. I blinked at him, stunned. “Did you just…” “Yep,” he said with mock confidence. “System probably rewards playful contact, right? Emotional regulation through affection or something.” As if on cue, a faint ping echoed in both our heads. [System Update: Affection Stabilizer Active. Emotional tension decreased by 15%.]

Kade snickered, and Alec rolled his eyes. Ignoring the twin's bickering in the background, I pinpointed a specific person walking from shop to shop. A man around Garrett's age, wearing a dark t-shirt and grease-stained pants. From the looks of it, the guy was a mechanic. I tried to reach out with my senses, to try and will the emotions from him. I was met with nothing. The results were the same each time. No matter how hard I tried to force it, the only emotions I was picking up on, belonged to Alec and Kade. Frustration, lust, fondness, and more lust.

Even so, there's a spark in his face, which I never saw as he hates his family because they always used to torture and bully me. "Em," he whispered when his eyes met mine, and I quickly ran towards him and hugged him very tightly, a real bone-crushing hug. "Bro," I cried, and he ran his hands through my hair, oblivious to the wetness on my shoulders. Who said that boys never cry? They also feel emotions. Crying doesn't mean a person is weak; it means a person has a heart. "Em, I'm very sorry, because if you want me, you have to tolerate so much pain," he said while a tear came out of his eyes again.

And again. But it won’t let go. A sob breaks free as I collapse into him, helpless and shaking. “I can’t save him!” I scream, punching the bed. My fists pound against his chest as I sob, my voice raw and broken. “Come back, please! Come back to me!” Around us, the room falls to pieces. I open my emotions wide, letting the pack feel everything I feel. They need to believe this is real—and heavens, it feels real. Agony, grief, guilt—I drown in it, and so do they.

The rest of the Blotters joined us in the east parlor. With Lizzie’s help to type longer and faster, Joseph described what he called an odd moment. Since Kujo had a way to make my emotional energy visible, Joseph was able to see my sadness as a gray mist and my positive emotions as sparks. The most remarkable thing was that Kujo put all the sadness in a sort of heap in the corner, and tried to eat the sparks. While listening to me and looking at the pictures I was showing him. The sparks seemed to choke him, but he tried anyway. In the end, he turned to the pile of sadness he’d collected and sank his head in it, like an animal drinking from a pond. That seemed to help him overcome the chokin

That was the only emotion I was feeling right now. I opened my eyes again, he had a wide smile on his face that reached his eyes: “Happy” I giggled stupidly: “Yes, this is the only thing I feel” “Okay, try to remember how you felt back in the bathroom” My cheeks heated up and he chuckled: “Not this” “Aria, When you were scared. I was terrorized beyond limits that my heart almost stopped. Bad emotions are the strongest and gives you control over the person in front of you”