Homunculus Envy Novels & Stories

We walked out together, down the hospital steps and onto the sidewalk. “As I was saying, Mrs. Cole,” I continued casually, sliding my hands out of my pockets, “one of my habits is envy. I’ve got far too much of it. The next one’s close to it, almost its twin, really. At least jealous is somehow close to envy but both are different you see. Very dudfey. And the third… ah, the third is my curiosity. That one never dies.”

I snapped, and I felt my jaw getting tighter with every second. "Zurich was ten years ago, way before your father decided to play god with your DNA," Marcus said, spinning his chair to face me with a serious look, "and Iris was a total prodigy, a coder who could see the 'ghost' in any machine, and Dante Moretti was the only one who could keep up with her. They weren't just rivals, Darius, they were a closed circuit." I felt a sharp, bitter cold settle in my gut and it wasn't magic or some wolf instinct, it was just the oldest human emotion in the book—pure, unadulterated jealousy.

“You sound as I expected. People like you quickly become arrogant after touching a small amount of money.” Jiang frowned immediately. “What’s your issue exactly?” “My issue?” the young man repeated while looking toward Adam again. “Guys like him ruin the atmosphere around campus. Suddenly getting rich and pretending to belong somewhere above them.” Adam studied him briefly and immediately understood that the young man was speaking from a place of envy. The type that appeared whenever someone who wasn't supposed to be good turned out great. It was like watching a bug that you always laughed at suddenly turn into a dragon. Adam had expected this a long time ago.

But what annoys me the most is he tries to twist the story every damn time. All this anger from losing my cool at the race and the gala earlier made me forget to take my enigma suppressant medicine. Yes, I am a rare type, an enigma. When the ABO genomes were first discovered, they continued living in humans but it was found that seeing an enigma was almost impossible. The last one died years ago after he was being hunted down for research. Enigmas are extremely powerful and too smart. My parents have been suppressing me since from childhood , so I am not as powerful as I could be. My pheromones could kill ordinary humans if I do not control them. I never sleep with anyone because only one pe

whispered Alec, "Why do you always try to win her? Don't you know she is kind of beyond limits?" "Not for me. Life is meaningless if I don't get the chance to touch her." Said Dereck in his low voice. "Such a pervert. He has no shame at all. Don't know when he will be tired. His handsome face has become meaningless due to his repulsive personality," murmured Hazel and started walking again towards the forest.

She clenched her fists and took a deep breath before she finally stepped into the hut. And as she entered the hut, the door instantly shut by itself which caused April to be startled at how the door had closed by itself. She took a glance at the demon who didn't seem startled or surprised at what had happened. April looked at the house and it really had been abandoned for ages. Compared to the exterior part of the hut which didn't look old, the interior part of the hut was totally different. There were cracks on the walls that it looked like it would collaspe anytime soon, the large cobwebs and dusts were enough for her to know no one had been here for a very long time. Now that she was look

Nicole blushed shyly and deliberately took on a seductive look. She thought she could bewitch Henry, but instead, he said in a voice full of contempt and coldness. "I will pamper you and indulge you because you are Eliza's sister. And you are the tool I use to avenge Eliza. If you think you can be haughty and imperious because of this, then I will dump you without hesitation." Nicole's face immediately turned pale. She would never have thought she was just a revenge tool for Henry. His contempt and mockery embarrassed her, and she felt her heart break.

“No, no, nothing like that. I could give it up anytime I wanted. But, you bring back one member of a family, and you want the whole set.” I had thought for a moment necromancy had some effect on the body like crack. A surge of endorphins every time you returned a corpse to the land of the living. Turned out it was a much worse kind of addiction. He was like one of those people who collect Hummel figurines. It was a sickness. “So, you aren’t planning on using your army of the undead to cause death and destruction?” “Heavens, no. Think of the damage. They’re all in excellent condition, you know. I keep them very well maintained.”

I need to be careful. At Sin's signal, I stay quiet. Envy sees the communication between the two of us and she winces. She is envious of what we have. It is what she is. Greed giggles, humorlessly. “You know, Lust has been right about you from the very beginning.” “Finally. Someone admits I am right.” Luca laughs.

Anna’s eyes widened—a wave of shock and fear hit her. Then he chuckled. Right, he was messing with her. “We have quality fertilizers back in my hometown in Russia. They do drop shipments,” Anna glared at him. “They do?” He feigned ignorance. “In my opinion, the human body is the best source of manure. The flesh and bones secrete enzymes during decay that facilitate growth two times faster.” Now that she looked deep into his eyes, she saw an insane amount of madness in them. Crazy how he fluctuated from calm and collected to a psychopathic lunatic.