Situacion Sentimental Novels & Stories

SAGE 'But you don't have to force yourself to reciprocate my love for you. Just let me show you that my feelings are not entirely base on our mate connection.' Those were the statement I heard from Val when I only responded with silence. Honestly, I'd never heard someone say those three words to me in a romantic way. And I'd never felt being so detached from myself before when I heard those declarations escaping her lips. It was like my soul was transported into a surreal painting while leaving my body in the reality. My mind was clouded with happiness and excitement, then soon fear, confusion and doubt took over. Fear of the unknown, confusion about how my heart speaks for her, and doubt in

After a quick exhale, after adjusting my position, I said, “Selena, why are you getting so worked up?” “What?” “You are talking as though I asked you to love me back. Or worse, as if I asked you to marry me.” Selena’s mouth twisted to the side as she took a step back, a word not coming from her lips. “Listen, I get that you are not the kind of person to consider feelings as a normal thing that happens when people share intimacy, and I respect your view. But, you shouldn’t forget that I am not like you. Despite my struggles, I find myself falling into the feelings that come with the moments we share.”

"It will only be for a few days. I want to try to work it out with her, man." "Look, in other times I would say that you are completely in love with Louise, but today I assume that this is one of the most fucked up feelings there is. Do you know how it feels to love? It's surreal, wanting that person, but not just anyone, the one that is yours. There, by your side."

“Stop feeling? Stop caring about you? I can’t, Selena. I’ve tried, but it’s impossible. You’ve become a part of me, and I can’t just cut that part out… I’ll just die.” She closes her eyes for a moment, as if summoning the strength to say what she knows must be said. “Valentine, what you’re feeling... it’s not love. It’s a twisted outburst of emotion, born out of a moment of weakness. You know I’m with Wilson. You know we’re fated to be together.”

“Is it bad weird or just weird weird?” “I don’t know yet. It’s invasive. I can feel you and Caspian in the back of my mind all the time now. It’s like having roommates I can’t kick out.” “That’s a very unromantic way to describe a sacred mate bond.” “Yeah well romance isn’t really my thing these days.” I finished the pickle and wiped my hands on a napkin. “Can I ask you something?” “Anything.” “Do you actually hum when you’re nervous or is that just something that happens?”

Aiden asks, his eyes full of disappointment. “Of course, I fucking care! Everything was perfect until I found out who she was. Fuck, I mean, I was catching feelings for her instantly,” I tell them. Calix snorts. “Catching feelings? You make love sound like the fucking flu,” he says sardonically. “Help… I’m… catching… feelings,” Aiden teases between fake coughs, making Jasper and Calix snigger. Fucking pricks. “Seriously dude, that’s one of the dumbest things I’ve ever heard. You don’t catch feelings, it’s not a contagious virus,” says Calix rolling his eyes.

Janet Stanmore Looking through the window completely don't know what our feelings like is quite weird. It's like you don't have any emotion inside you that really show what you feel inside. That's what happen to me right now, I don't know what happen to me but I felt that I have no emotion. I don't know if I'm tired, I don't know if I'm legit don't like this guy or like the guy, I don't know what to do, I don't know what I'm going to do and things like that.

Alex slumped on the couch, his eyes filled with a swirling mix of sadness and anger. Beside him, Selena, a close friend, offered a comforting presence, her touch gentle and reassuring. Her empathetic gaze conveyed a deep understanding of his pain. Softly, Selena spoke, breaking the heavy silence that surrounded them. "Alex, I can't begin to fathom the depth of your heartache right now. But I want you to know that I'm here for you. You don't have to face this alone."

The strength he once wore like armor was now replaced by the raw exposure of his feelings. In this room of shared memories, Antonio's confession hung in the air like an unspoken truth. The seconds seemed to stretch, enveloping him in the intensity of his emotions. His masculine demeanor had given way to a profound connection that transcended traditional boundaries. As he openly bared his heart, the room seemed to hold its breath, as if even the walls themselves were touched by the depth of his longing.

Sitting opposite to my cousin, I was having my favorite black coffee. He was nervous, looking at him I can easily say it. He has a habit of tapping his finger if he's nervous, Not my mistake people are always nervous in front of me. "How's it going?" I asked in a serious note. "Everything is going well." "Huh... I heard you were trying to get close to my woman." "N...No.No cousin, I was only doing what you were telling me to do, I wasn't going close to her"