Unexpected Feelings For Someone Novels & Stories

But now, seeing him look at her in that manner. I couldn't tell if it was shock, or anger, or longing. But I could feel the angst between them, and it wasn't ordinary. It made me feel like the 'uncharted territory' I was thinking about earlier, was probably only in my head.

That sparking, tingling, electric feeling is one of the mate indications. Everyone talks about how warm and exciting it feels. Nora had told me about it, even though she hasn’t met her own mate yet. She talked about how it would feel, and we’d even discussed how we might react. Freezing wasn’t on that list. My emotions mix and meld, creating a confusing feeling within me. The happiness that grows within me feels light yet stale, and the disappointment… are you supposed to feel disappointed when you meet your mate? I didn’t think so. Everyone always describes it as a joyful, happy moment.

Just standing together the way people stand when they've stopped pretending and haven't yet decided what comes next. She watched them. She expected to feel the thing she'd been bracing for all day, the sharp hot wrongness of it, the betrayal arriving finally in full force. She waited for it the way you wait for a wave you've seen coming from a long way out. It didn't come. What came instead was quieter. Stranger. Something that lived in the same neighborhood as grief but wasn't quite grief, and something adjacent to love but wider than that, and underneath all of it, so unexpected she almost didn't recognize it.

KRISTEN Why this unexpected feeling of disappointment? This was what I wanted, right? Then why was I feeling sad and moody? June seemed to have moved on with her life and her obsession with me, and I was suddenly feeling sorrowful?! When she got up and walked away, I felt a part of me break. Why did it feel like she was walking out of my life? For a long time, I've wanted our relationship to go back to the uncle-and-niece period of our lives filled with love, laughter, and mutual respect.

That kind of connection, the intensity of those emotions, feels almost impossible to replicate. The very idea of opening my heart to someone else fills me with a mix of fear and uncertainty. There’s a lingering doubt within me—can I ever truly love again? Can I ever let myself be that vulnerable? The wounds from my past relationship still feel raw, and the thought of risking my heart again is daunting.

Sophia I can sense Mikhail’s emotions before I even see him. It’s like a wave crashing over me, a blend of raw anger and frustration simmering beneath the surface. I feel it prickling through our bond, hot and unsettling, making my own pulse quicken. To feel someone else's emotions so intensely feels weird, as if his emotions are my own. My chest tightens as I close my eyes, trying to steady myself, but his rage bleeds into me, unfiltered and sharp.

We laughed, we kissed, we held each other close, but deep down, something was missing. As the days passed, the unease in my chest grew stronger, gnawing at me like an unwelcome guest who refused to leave. It wasn’t just a fleeting feeling anymore; it was a constant presence, shadowing my every thought and action. I found myself overanalyzing every interaction with Alex, searching for the connection we once had, but it always seemed just out of reach. I’d smile when he cracked a joke, but the laughter felt hollow, echoing in the empty spaces between us.

The kind of pull you only feel around someone who unknowingly owns a part of you. I lifted my head toward the source of the feeling, and there she was. Red. Our eyes locked immediately, and that strange, overwhelming feeling returned. The same feeling that always appeared whenever she was near me. She froze. Even from a distance, I could see the sadness lingering in her eyes, and guilt twisted painfully inside my chest. I hated feeling this way. Hated the situation. Hated whatever this was between us. But I also didn’t want to assume too much.

“Everything changed.” “How do you feel about it?” Juniper’s tone was gentler now, less teasing. “Scared,” I admitted. “I have real feelings for him, Juniper. Like, terrifying feelings. And I don’t know if he feels the same way exactly or if this is just… I don’t know, adrenaline or convenience or—”

I was going to say the exact thing to him but he caught me up! Although I was extremely flattered by his words, I felt very uncomfortable. I don't know why but every time he is so close I get so emotional. My heart is racing, my breathing is labored and I can't control my body. What is happening to me? Why do I feel this way when he's around? Why am I still not used to his presence? And more importantly why does he look unaffected? Is he not affected by me as I am by him? Does he feel nothing for me?