Envy And Lust 소설 & 이야기

“She only started recently, staff are saying she was treating Angel unfairly when she returned to work and that Katrina had already handed in her notice and was due to leave in a few weeks! It’s makes no sense Angel’s POV I’m in some sort of vehicle, I can hear voices from the cab up front but the 2nd voice sounds familiar, it’s a woman and she’s ranting about me, “I don’t know what he sees in her, he should marry someone like me” Jealousy can’t be the only reason they are taking me. “Babe, you tried to seduce him and failed, our only way out of this shit is to hand her over and get the money. We can escape to somewhere tropical and beautiful together” Why would anyone want to pay for me, th

"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.

His hand didn't leave mine as I struggled to cover my stained shirt. "I think I saw you in my class-" He said. "Don't scare her bro" His friend said as they laughed. He chuckled looking back at me. "I am not scary, Am I ?" He asked, I just looked away. Our college didn't have the stereotypes they showed in shows on N*****x or TV. But every college has the popular kids type. He was that. The popular guy every girl liked. He was liked by the teachers even cause he was pretty rich and very nice. Only to the girls. He was the playboy who slept with three girls with no relationships with either of them.

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.

I wanted him to tangle his fingers in my hair and tug at it. My heart pounded even harder. My body flushed, the foreign sensation running rampant. Is this what it felt like to crave someone? Lust and I were never on the same page. I had touched myself before, but nothing I did really satisfied me. Nothing like this. Like being set on fire. And at the root of all my fantasies were unusual blue eyes. So interesting, oddly the color of the phenomenon when snakes change their eye color before they shed their skin. Even when we first met, how he cornered me, his voice deep and dark. I was ashamed to admit how much I liked it.

"Hi......good day " “ How are you pretty diva? " “Hi handsome.." “ I'm good Thank you for texting." That was what the beginning of their conversations looked like. Seems like prince charming has found his princess diva. Love is more to what we take it for, lustful love, infatuated love and true love. These above mentioned are like three-hydra headed sword that can ruin or save someone's feeling or emotion. Let us examine the case of these two lovebirds and know the category they fall into.

ADAM’S POV I just can’t stand looking at Aria and Nathan enjoying each other’s company; their laughter and playful banter slicing through me like a knife. Each shared smile and moment of connection between them feels like a betrayal, fueling the fire of envy burning within me. The intensity of my emotions is overwhelming, a searing pain in my chest that makes it hard to breathe. I feel a profound sense of helplessness, as if I’m on the verge of being consumed by the flames, my jealousy threatening to turn me into ashes.

As she reveled in her dark fantasies, Tracey's heart filled with a sense of power and control, her envy driving her to seek domination over those she deemed unworthy of happiness. "They think they're so perfect," she sneered, her lip curling in disdain. "But soon they'll see that no one is immune to the cruelty of fate." With each passing moment, Tracey's resolve grew stronger, her envy and jealousy fueling her desire for vengeance with an intensity that bordered on obsession. "And when their world comes crashing down," she declared, her voice ringing with triumph, "they'll know that it was all because of me." As Tracey's plan took shape, her heart filled with a sense of twisted satisfaction

"Heh, go for it, kid." "Okay so let's see. In training, we're taught that Kali created everything. True?" Ally watched Salax nod. "Okay. So let's see. Len is pride because he prides his creations over everything. You, hmm....I asked around about you. You have to be lust. The most common answer about you I got was "he'll fuck it if it has a hole."" She smirked at Salax's chuckle. "I think Furo is wrath. Elysium, hm, greed?" She was just guessing but Salax nodded. "Okay so that leaves Veraque. He's envy, right? That's the only one left." "Not bad, tigress. Most people confuse Veraque and Elysium's sin all the time," Salax grinned.

My eyes, usually blazing green eyes, now glinted with a fiery intensity. Jealousy and anger waged a relentless battle in my soul, each emotion fueling the other in a dangerous dance. Every glance, every word exchanged, stoked the flames of my envy and wrath. My jaw clenched, muscles taut with the strain of conflicting feelings. In that moment, I stood at the crossroads of rage and envy, a turbulent storm of emotions raging within me, blurring the line between right and wrong, reality and illusion. “Dell! How dare you make a move on my wife?” I yelled and threw my title away shattering on the ground.