Envy And Lust Novels & Stories

Does he really care for me? Sometimes I'm thinking out of my ass… and it's all because of this guy. I am being a mean woman. Athena, what is not clear about what El said? He already owns you so it's only natural that he will feel envious to whoever man you are cheering. No, not envious, it was jealousy! He was jealous to Darrell! How dare him to get jealous without a bit feeling to me! Jealous and envy. Those two words are different. Envy is something you do not have and see in others. You want to get it from him. Jealousy is something you already have but afraid of someone take it from you.

“Oh, come now. Didn’t you all see this coming?” “No!” Caius and Sloth said at once. Greed smirked, completely unbothered. “Don’t look so surprised. The line between lust and greed was always thin. I just decided to cross it.” Lucifer rolled his eyes, though a faint smirk tugged at his lips. “You two were at each other’s throats for millennia.” “Still are,” Greed murmured, “just… in more entertaining ways now.” Lust winked. “And unlike you all, we didn’t need divine intervention to figure out what we wanted.”

It was Danielle’s turn to gape at him. “What rubbish! Love and lust are totally different feelings! If you love someone, you will lust after her too, but not the other way around. If you lust after someone, you don’t need to be in love with her. Lust is momentary, just a physical need, but love is eternal. It comes straight from one’s heart and soul. Love is an elemental need!” Knox sat in silence, listening to her, watching the sparkle in her eyes, the radiance on her face. It was almost as if she had experienced it in her life.

“You deserve someone who looks at you like that too.” Lisa stared up at the sky. The stars blurred slightly. “I don’t want to deserve someone else,” she whispered before she could stop herself. Max heard it. And this time— He didn’t smile. Inside the house, Mira laughed at something Ethan said. Lisa closed her eyes. She would never tell him. Never. But jealousy had already planted its roots. And sometimes— The hardest battles aren’t with enemies outside the house. They’re with feelings you’re not supposed to have.

"Okay for years now I've not had anyone in my life. It's because of my past but I really want nothing to do with people. I've done everything on my own, even pleased myself when I had an erection but then you did what you did yesterday and I realized how much I'd forgotten the taste of someone. It's not the same as using my own hands." "What are you driving at?" I was bitterly confused. "I'll pay you to be my exclusive sex partner." He said. His blank face didn't help me understand what he was thinking or what on earth was going on through his head as he spoke. "I thought you said you didn't do love." I reminded him, still not understanding his concept. "And this doesn't require love. I want

He belonged with me. Not because I loved him, not in the traditional sense. Love was a messy emotion, and frankly, it had gotten me nowhere in the past. No, what I craved was something far more potent – the satisfaction of knowing I could have him back, whenever I wanted. It was the ultimate power move, a public declaration that I was still desirable, still the envy of every woman.

“Don’t embarrass yourself. You don’t fool me. Mother kept sending me her wedding pictures while I was inside. You think I didn’t see what she looks like? Hot body, angelic face… You think I would let you keep someone like that?” The words punched something inside me. Hard. I felt something ugly twist in my stomach because the way he talked about her wasn’t admiration. It was obsession. It wasn’t love. It was ownership. A sick kind of possession. Nathaniel stepped closer like he was testing how far he could push. “Her picture was the only thing I looked at every day. Every single day to survive that God damn hole in fucking cold chains.” His eyes dropped for a second like he was remembering s

She yelled. "You act all friendly and clueless but the truth is, you have always been jealous of me! You wanted everything I wanted but couldn't have them! You think I do not see the way you get along with my sister or how you try to be like a daughter to my mother?" She huffed. "You think I do not see it all? You are such a pretentious bitch! A chameleon! You are every sick thing in this world! You act all good on the outside but the fact is you are never a good person!" She shouted.

"I… I don’t understand.” "Our kind has two compulsory urges that must be satisfied every once in a while, or we cannot function—" "Yes, I know. To drink blood and to have s-sex," Aekeira supplied. Lord Vladya nodded. "Correct. We call them Bloodlust and Sexlust. We must indulge occasionally to keep the mind clear and the beast satisfied. Bloodlust never goes dormant, but Sexlust can. Do you know when our Sexlust instincts go dormant, Aekeira?" She shook her head.

Her eyes seemed to gleam with a malevolent light as she spoke, and I could sense the depth of her evil intentions. I felt a surge of anger and disgust as I listened to Arachne's words. She had used Janet's obsession with Blaze to further her own evil plans, and she had manipulated her own niece into doing her bidding. And when Janet had failed, Arachne had helped her to exact her revenge, even from beyond the grave.