Novel & Cerita Twisted Emotions

I clenched my fists as they rested on my thighs,willing my emotions and my dick to stop trying to rule my actions. Sophia didn't belong to me and she never would. The shit I was feeling was pretty unwelcome for a guy who was known for not having any discernate emotions. My reaction to Sophia anytime I see her was visceral,primal and I had no damn idea why I felt I needed to jump onto the stage,scoop her ass up and take her home with me. Deus! These emotions scares the shit out of me. Even though,my eyes never left her,my mind started to work on exactly how I could get close to her but not too close.

It had twisted it. I could feel it now—faint, but constant. A thread pulsing behind my ribs. It didn't carry warmth. It didn't carry love. It carried chaos. The sensation was alien—like a splinter lodged beneath my skin that I couldn't extract. Not quite pain, but a persistent wrongness. A connection that should have been severed but instead had been corrupted, warped into something neither of us had bargained for. His emotions weren't like they were at the ceremony. They weren't distant. They weren't arrogant.

“I am twisted, aren't I?” “No,” Emerald shook her head, “you're not, Cal. You are anything but twisted, love. Strong? Brave? A survivor? Definitely, but twisted? Absolutely not. If anyone else should be aware of the concept of shunning emotional pain with the physical one, that person would be me. But at least, you were still brave enough to choose life rather than death,” her voice grew smaller, quieter as she ducked her head, moving her hands from around his shoulders and to her right wrist.

Amelia's POV I can feel my tongue tied in my mouth. Is he going to fire Mary? I mean, she has been working here for seven years, would he just fire her like that? "You are back", I heard Mary's joyous voice from beside me and I looked at her in surprise. What is she doing? "Mmm", William hummed as a reply and I looked at him as well... in shock. Okay, what's going on? I am very confused right now. Is he angry or not? Cause I am sure he just hummed as a reply.

I warned, my voice steady and firm, though my insides felt like they were twisting into knots. Ian hesitated, his gaze searching mine, pleading silently for understanding. Still, he remained rooted in place. A wave of emotions surged through me—anger simmering just beneath the surface, deep hurt carving at my insides, and overwhelming feelings of betrayal crashing over me like a relentless tide. My body began to tremble, and before I could rein it in, tears began to cascade down my cheeks, each droplet a testament to my turmoil.

It's one thing to hope no one had seen me, but another to know for certain. The last thing I needed was more drama, particularly with my emotions in a tumultuous whirl over Jax. And the twins, their unexpected healing still coursing through me, weren't helping my chaotic state of mind. I had hoped that the effects would have faded by now, but they clung stubbornly, exacerbating my feelings of attraction towards them. The worst part was that I couldn't find any tangible reason to be angry at them, which made it all the more difficult to banish them from my mind. In the grand scheme of things, it seemed like I was better off at home. At least there, I didn't have to grapple with a constant bar

Ember's POV I was overwhelmed with an aching hole in my heart. My heart twisted like shards of glass were wedged in it, twisting and turning inside of me. My heart was a mixture of volatile anger and hurt. Each emotion floods my heart larger than the former. It was as though I had lost something in my life. I picked up myself slowly from the ground and walked back into the house. I didn't wait for a verbal attack. One thing was evident. I was not recognized to be someone important anymore and it hurt. I mean, it hurt to my very core.

Tawny grabbed her ass and pulled her closer to her as she deepened the kiss. I stood in one place as if I was a statue, I couldn't move. My heart felt so heavy... waves of rage, pain, self-doubt, and resentment were crashing over me. I tried to swallow but my throat was dry and painful. Watching her do that sent me to a dark place I never knew I could reach. They whispered something and then both giggled. Carrie was trying to pull away but Tawny refused and she kissed her again.. The "Coping” I have been doing was now overwhelmed by a storm of fucked up emotions. It feels like my blood has been replaced with Arctic seawater: frozen and stinging at the same time.

He was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. Anger. Disappointment. Longing. And desperation.