Sinopsis Novel The Feelings Novels & Stories

The rejection had stung, but I was certain I could win her over with time. These emotions invading me were something else. I felt sadness, grief, longing, love, and a strange sense of familiarity. These emotions I was feeling seemed foreign to me, almost like they belonged to someone else. They came in waves, each stronger than before, warning me of a coming storm. I tried to trace the origin of these feelings back to their source, but I couldn't seem to find it. What was I feeling? It wasn’t like I didn’t know about the mate-bond and how feelings could extend to our mates, but that was when a couple had mated. I was far from mating with Evelyn. But what else could it be? Could this be it? C

“No.” All eyes turned to her. She looked exhausted. But certain. “It’s not testing,” she said softly. “It’s feeling.” That changed the air instantly. Because testing implied control. Feeling implied experience. Isabella finally spoke again. “Then tell me what you feel.” Silence stretched. Even the Heart seemed to pause at that request. The void answered slowly. “I feel… separation without pain.” A pause. “That is new.” Astra blinked. “That sounds like… peace.”

Leo’s POV Have you ever felt the kind of fear that steals the breath from your lungs and makes the blood in your veins run cold? That is the sensation I that best describes how I am feeling watching Nova immediately after she touched those books. Her eyes snapped shit and her head flew back as she raised several feet in the air.

Daren nodded in agreement. "Hi, How are you?" now Daren turned to talk to me. I smiled "yeah, I'm fine" I replied. When I looked into Daren's eyes, there was no more vibration I felt; all my feelings disappeared and passed. "I miss you. I mean chatting with you. I have many new novels that I have saved for you," said Daren. I paused for a moment, returned to confirm my feelings, and sure enough something was missing. I don't feel anything for Daren anymore. "really? Hey, that sounds interesting. I want to read the book, "I said enthusiastically, just appreciating Daren.

it's a fictional story about shape shifters, although I have only read one chapter, it seems it will be an interesting novel. I layed on my stomach as I started with the chapter two of the novel, at least this will distract me from my questionable feelings right now, till I feel sleepy. Soon I was done with chapter two and it was already getting interesting, I felt like I was no longer in my world as i kept on reading.

I slowly took steps to grab the clothes, when my hands grasp around his, causing me to feel this tingling sensation around my abdomen, I immediately refrain and apologize to him, leaving his presence. Writer Andrew stood there, unfazed by what happened. He couldn't also deny that he felt something after Maxwell's hands had grasped his. His hands were still in the same position, stretched staring at nothing but trying to contain the number of emotions he felt right now. On the other hand, Maxwell kicked himself up into the room where Andrew had shown him earlier to change. He couldn't breathe normally as his breathing hitched. He held his chest as he wondered why it was beating faster than us

She continued reading her novel and then the look in Antonio's eyes when he was apologizing to her popped up in her head "Arrrgh,,,why can't I just concentrate", she groaned and closed the book then kept it under her pillow She smiled when she remembered how she lied foolishly. Ginevra placed he hand on her chest and she could feel her heart trying to break free from the ribcage. It was beating fast and her stomach fluttered. "Why is this happening to me", Ginevra asked herself. These feelings were new and strange to her. "I'll ask Perla when she comes back,,,,she might know about this weird feelings", Ginevra muttered.

Call Juice narrating: A love that was born out of nowhere, but saved the married woman from her boredom and cloudy days, a mobster who fulfilled her in all aspects. Leonor made it clear how her heart was filled with feelings of a love triangle, in doubt between two men. Every sentence that Leonor spoke about her feelings broke a part of me, I spent hours with the notebook on my lap reading god from her warm feelings to those frozen ones, the way she described our marriage, and particularly the way she felt felt, frustrated me, and opened me up to see their feelings in a way I had never stopped to see before. Leonor was writing our story, but it was as if she was writing the way it ended, I w

It was as if their souls were intertwined, allowing her to glimpse the depths of his feelings in a way she had never experienced before. As the realization washed over her, another sensation began to stir deep within her. A warmth pooled in her core, spreading like wildfire through her veins. It was a strange, almost intoxicating heat that made her acutely aware of her body and its desires. Lune felt a flush rise to her cheeks, the heat intensifying with each passing moment.

"So things are going well? You're happy?" "I'm so happy," I admitted. "It's so weird because every time I leave one of them, I feel sad. But as soon as I'm with another one, I'm excited. And there's no difference in how I feel about them. I'm still trying to understand how all these feelings can fit in my heart." She smiled widely, looking like she would explode. "I can't wait to read the tell-all book," she joked. "That'll be steamy as hell!"