Family Jealousy Novels & Stories

He hated people like the woman he had just met a few minutes ago. She was the kind driven by jealousy and greed to an extent they become blind to their own blessing. The girl in her quest to destroy her cousin had forgot that the said cousin was an orphan without any siblings and parents unlike her. Her parents were both alive and her siblings adored her until she pushed them away.

It still doesn't stop me from blushing. “I still don't think that's it." “Has he ever behaved like this with any other person around you? Any other man?" I think back to the time with the pilot and then the doctor but nothing comes up. He was mean and moody but that's how he always is. “He is always mean to everyone so it's nothing new or different. With him and his brother, it is more likely to be rivalry than jealousy. You have to feel something to be jealous and he has made it clear many times that he does not and will never feel anything for me. I can't wait for the five years to be over so that all of this can end."

Was this really how Menchie’s mother usually spoke to her? Actually, I’m afraid they might end up together. I can’t stop myself from thinking about my husband loving another woman. Jealousy coils tightly around my heart. But what can I possibly do as Dauxfer’s true wife? Not long after, Dauxfer came downstairs dressed casually. "Shall we?" I noticed how quickly Mama approached him and clung to his arm. I couldn’t stop my fists from clenching in jealousy. I wanted to separate them. I wanted to be the one standing beside my husband.

Jen flustered at her viewpoint and looked at another side. He stopped dancing and grabbed his wife, went to a corner table and made her sit there. She grumbled. "You were very friendly with him and unhappy with your husband. He is better than me." Viren threw daggers at her. If looks could kill, she would have been dead. " My husband is being jealous." Priya giggled looking at her husband, who was not enjoying the joke and glaring at her. "I'm not jealous, you are exaggerating." Viren sheepishly said.

Mom did not answer Dad's request to believe her. *** Mom and Dad's feud didn't end there. On the contrary, now Mother is easily angry and annoyed if Father seems to care so much for the family he is trying to help instead of paying attention to his own family. Jealousy, maybe that's the right word to describe how she feels. Mother's jealousy can sometimes turn into competition and a benchmark for comparison to the way Dad treats his family and his old friend's family. Mom still can't accept Dad's decision and now it's added to this.

She said pointing to her stomach. “Mila could be on to something Eli,” Michael said “Jealousy can be a very strong and powerful emotion that can make you do crazy and hurtful things. I once seen a mother kill her husband of 25 years, because she was jealous that the children liked him more than her.” “Oh Annie right?” Lucifer asked Michael. “Yeah.” “She’s a lovely woman, she’s head chef at my mansion, you should stop by sometimes.” Lucifer offered. “Yeah Right,” Michael laughed “I highly doubt she would want to see me after I kicked her to hell.”

It was tormenting to think about the fact that she had actually done something that despising all for a man. "Caramel is here." I announced to my parents while they craned their heads at us. I had intentionally ignored making mention of the male figure. My mother rushed to her feet to stand in front of Caramel. She gripped her shoulder and began to shake her like there was no end to her troubles. "Why would you do that to your own sister? My mother wailed, "what got into you? How could you let yourself be blinded by lust? What happened to the love and bond I trained you to share with your sisters?" She cried, not faltering with her action.

Why is she so care free with him? Jealousy has many ugly heads, men fought wars, lost their lives, killed their brothers because of that one feeling. The fucked-up part about it is, you just can't fucking help it. I tell myself he is her damn family. I shouldn't be getting pissed off. But I can't help it as I feel myself losing control. I hardly had anytime with Beggar, we’ve barely spoken. Normally people get to know each other before things progress, with us it's the opposite.

Only a handful of humans and a few close people knew about Felica and Edward’s relationship. “Are you really just in love with my money? Do you really not feel jealous?” asked Edward. This time, the man’s tone sounded a little pushy. What kind of answer did Edward really want to hear. Jealousy? What is jealousy. For Felicia, jealousy was a disaster. She had no right to be. From the very beginning, her and Edward’s relationship had not been based on love. And Felicia realized that she didn’t even have the right to have any feelings. Even though Edward was her husband.

“He’s my friend.” His jaw tightened. “Friends don’t look at each other the way you two do.” The air shifted. There it was — jealousy, raw and unguarded. From him. My pulse stumbled, but I forced a bitter laugh. “Why do you care? You’re my professor. And more than that—you’re my mother’s husband. You have no right to—”