What This Feeling Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 73 CALLIE SHAPE OF PRESSURE I learned very quickly that freedom didn’t feel the way people described it. It didn’t feel light. It didn’t feel relieving. It didn’t feel like air rushing back into my lungs after drowning. If anything, it felt sharp. Too sharp. Like stepping out of a dark room into sunlight so bright it made your eyes ache.

My legs walk after her but my heart is so fucking heavy like something is pressing it down. What's this feeling I'm getting?

Everything feels good. “AAAAAH,” a loud moan escapes me as First Guy suddenly thrusts into me balls deep without even having to line up with me. His cock stretches me, filling every possible space inside, but there’s no discomfort because I’m dripping wet and ready to welcome the guest. My eyes roll back as he starts pushing in and out of me fast, hitting all the right spots every time. It feels so good. The sensations blur together into one intense feeling, almost overwhelming. My vision becomes hazy, and I feel like I’m floating in a soft, pillowy cloud. With such intensity, it doesn’t take long for us to come undone.

My skin pebbles against a sudden chill I can’t find a reason for other than the strange, overwhelming sensation of feeling utterly, completely empty. This isn’t what it’s supposed to feel like, is it? People talk about finding their mates all the time. Hell, there are reality TV shows about it playing on an endless loop. How do they describe it? Tasting color. Feeling like you’ve never once felt whole until you see them for the first time? I feel… terror. Dread. Worry. All bad things that tangle and yank at my chest until I find myself breathless once again.

It has brought in feelings I never knew existed. I'm lost in confusion and some sort of excitement. The heat I feel inside is not familiar and is constantly intensifying as my mind races about the whole situation, trying to make some sense out of it. Like I can't find the right words to describe this thing I feel inside. It's weighing me down. The only thing I know is that whatever I'm feeling now, I don't want it to end. I can't afford to lose it. It's too sweet to let go. But on the contrary, I don't know what it means and I'm afraid about that.

The muscles in his arms flex as he types something on his keyboard, and his brow is furrowed in deep focus. And God help me—he looks so good like that. My stomach flips and something pulses low, deep between my legs. I freeze for a moment, caught in the fire of it. It’s not fear. It’s something else. Want. It crashes through me like a heatwave. My face burns, and I know I’m blushing. I can feel the heat crawling up my neck and into my cheeks. I’m glad he hasn’t looked up yet. What is this feeling?

His lips felt warm against mine; it was tempting. Sighing, I wrapped my arms around his neck, moving my lips in sync with his, and he pulled me closer by the waist. I missed Vexon a lot. It felt like the emptiness of my heart just vanished. I felt myself again. What was this feeling called? Love? ###

Chapter 49 – Jayler I was feeling this electric energy rushing through my veins and it was everything that I didn’t know I needed today. I feel like I’ve taken some ecstasy even though I haven’t really had one to know the actual feeling of it in the first place. This felt relatively new to me in ways that I thought I already know the feeling of reading a feel good message from a certain someone and it turns out that this feeling is entirely different.

What the hell is this feeling? This is completely new to me. I don’t think I ever felt this way, not even once, during the whole duration of my relationship with Eugene. It felt good. It felt right and so wholesome! I felt excited and dizzy at the same time. My head and stomach is spinning widely and I swear I could picture some glitters sparkling all over Juno earlier. I sighed once again as I brought my palms on my face. I need to figure this shit out sooner.

My throat feels parched, as if I had been in the desert for days. "Are you okay?" Joshua asks, his eyes filled with concern. "What happened?" I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. "I don't know," I reply, my voice weak. “But I’ll be fine.” As I speak, I feel a tingling sensation in my chest, a strange warmth that seems to be spreading through my body. It's an unfamiliar sensation, one that fills me with a sense of unease. I hide the fact that I feel a weird sensation in my body. I can’t explain it. It's both painful yet uplifting. I feel very lightweight and free.