Uneasy Feeling Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

That subtle pressure in the air, like the world is holding its breath. Kacey is fixing my veil when her hands pause. “Do you feel that?” she asks. I swallow. “Yeah.” Mrs. Sharon frowns. “Feel what?” “Nothing,” Kacey and I say at the same time. But my chest tightens anyway. I glance at my phone. No messages. No calls. Still—unease crawls up my spine, familiar and unwelcome. I stand. “I need some air please Kacey eyes me. You’re not running right

But the feeling was fleeting, quickly replaced by a gnawing sense of unease that I couldn't shake. I had been feeling it all evening, a subtle but persistent sensation that something was amiss. It was like an itch at the back of my mind, a whisper of danger that refused to be ignored. I glanced at my comrades, positioned strategically around the hall, their expressions as guarded as my own.

Something was wrong, the young Usher could feel it clearly. His discomfort was palpable, like a lump in his chest that even the moonlit night could not soothe as usual. The atmosphere was unsettling, and even the gentle breeze seemed to sting, adding to his unease. Taking a deep breath, the young Usher scanned his surroundings with unease. He tried to look for clues to the unusual feeling that had plagued him for the past few days, but all he found was confusion.

"No dear, you are troubled, you are very troubled Aurora. When you have a feeling that something bad is coming, when things have been good for too long, it's hard not to be anxious. The anticipation of the unknown can make you feel vulnerable and exposed, like you're standing on the edge of a cliff, waiting for the ground to crumble beneath your feet. You try to shake the feeling off, to convince yourself that it's just your imagination, but the unease lingers. It's almost like waiting for a storm to hit. The sky is blue, the sun is shining, and the birds are chirping, but you can sense the tension in the air. You can feel the humidity rising, and the wind starting to pick up. You know it's

I inhale, breathing in the thick scents of his rich cologne. "What are you thinking?" he asks. I swallow. "You're making me uneasy." "Is it unease or anticipation?" He touches a lock of my hair, then releases it. "I...I don't know." "Think about it. One is negative. One is positive." I frown and look inward, wetting my lips. "I…" "If you're feeling uneasy, your stomach will be laced with dread, your mind ruined with thoughts of impending doom. Is that how you feel?"

‘His father already left us and now he did,’ she cried to the other two elderly women, who draw closer to her and comfort her. What is this? At the very moment my heart is beating heavily. I feel very uneasy. I honestly cannot tell if it’s some kind of strong instinct or a panic attack. I think something, something I cannot presume will happen. I just cannot tell whether it is good or bad. What is happening?

People fear things or situations that make them feel unsafe or unsure. Ever since Luta first hit me, all I felt was dread. And now, this is probably how the people of Crimson pack feel about me now. Safe To be shielded from risk or not presented to risk or chance; not prone to be hurt or loss. This, this is the very thing I feel whenever I am with Tyler. Solace A condition of actual ease and freedom from torment or constraint. After I told him of my past, he gave me something I never realized I really wanted.

I was in cloud nine when all the pieces of puzzle fitted together perfectly than suddenly with the arrival of a stranger I feel incomplete and those puzzle feels wrong . My husband asked me only one thing that to trust him fully till the last breath of my body . I should be faithful to him and our little relationship and I am not doubting on him . He loves me , I have seen in his eyes which glister with same adoration and affection which I hold for him than why I feel this sudden uneasiness that something wrong is happening with me when I am completely safe and comfortable in our home . Yes OUR home ! . It is ours right .

Their seven minutes were up, and they were now exiting the dark tunnel. Emerald felt an awkward discomfort gnawing at her, the kind that left her hanging in a state of unsatisfied longing. She turned to look out the window, hoping to calm her mind, but it did little to ease the tension in her body. The sensation lingered, unable to rise or fall, leaving her in an excruciating state of unease.

As I walked back, the feeling of unease grew stronger, like a heavy weight on my chest. When I arrived home, I locked the door behind me and collapsed on the couch. I felt drained and exhausted, as if I had been running a marathon. I tried to rationalize my feelings, but they made no sense. Nothing had happened, nothing was wrong. However, the feeling of unease lingered throughout the day. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen. As the night progressed, I found myself constantly checking my phone, waiting for a message or a call that would confirm my suspicions, but nothing came.