How To Make Her Jealous Novels & Stories

I will make her regret knowing him. She would not want to even cross the same path with him or breathe in the same air that he breathes, and I think I know just how to do that. The solution to my problem is jealousy! I have seen the look in her eyes when she sees me with Logan, that is simply jealousy and I need to exploit it to my advantage. I need to make her get jealous and hate Logan in the process, then she would leave him forever. All I have to do is think of how to implement the plan, I need to find a way to bring it to reality.

I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at her theatrics. “What are you doing?” I murmured low enough for only her to hear. Alex chuckled, tilting her head. “I’m helping you, Alpha,” she teased. “You want Alina, right? Well, making her jealous is a great start. She burry’d her feelings for you deep down. But she burry’d them alive. We need something that will give that feeling enough sparks to resurface again. And what better way than jealousy” I sighed. “And you think this will work?”

Something inside of me wants him to take notice of me as a woman and not as a play thing, but I have zero experience with how to attract the opposite sex seeing as I have spent my last twenty-eight years trying to do the exact opposite. A lightbulb goes off in my head of something that one of my old girlfriends told me on how to get a guy’s attention…you make him jealous. And I have the perfect male specimen standing not too far away from me that I can use to do just that. I stomp down on the sudden flood of guilt that rushes through my system before stomping my foot in annoyance. “I will allow whoever I want to touch me and there is nothing you can do to stop me.” With those words leaving m

I ask, and she shrugs. “I don’t know, maybe, but he chose her. He is here with her, not me,” she tells me and I lean forward. “How about I help you make him jealous?” I ask and she frowns, looking at me. “What?” she says and I smile. “We can pretend to be getting on, you really getting on. I can kiss your neck, move my hands all over your body, and see how he reacts,” I say, and she shakes her head.

He stalks away from the windows and takes a seat at a low table, pouring a cup of makgeolli. "You really are clueless about these things. If you weren't so smart about everything else, I would be rethinking my position as your friend right now." I groan and walk over to him. He hands me the cup when I sit down and pours himself another one. "Just get to the point, Michael. My head hurts from thinking." "There are many ways to make her rethink her decision to reject you." "For instance?" "Make her jealous." "What?" "You heard me. You said she said she likes you. There's no better way to confirm that than to entertain the attention of another lady."

“That is your punishment to understand how crazy I am. I am not obsessed with you, I am insane for you. Now be a good girl and make me come inside of you.” Her eyes rolled as she sunk down onto me. Beautifully roused and already sporting an o of her pouty little lips. I took the bottom portion between my teeth and sucked them swollen as she raised her hips and I gripped them to thrust into her. Her mouth gasped and I kissed her with possession. “Ride me like you think she would have.” She glared. “I don't want-” “You thought about it. Put your jealousy to use, baby. Fucking ride me like you wanted to when she was watching you. Make me come…get yourself pregnant riding me…do it. Do-”

She practically runs to meet him, embracing him tightly and kissing him passionately like her life depended on the kiss. I felt my guys churn with jealousy. She knew I was watching. And I know she kissed him that way to make me jealous. "Alright Bella," I muttered. "Game on."

he counters, his tone remarkably serious given the context. This man appeared to be intentionally provoking her, as evident from his actions. Undoubtedly, from the very instant he posed the question for her to go out with him, her heart yearned to respond affirmatively; however, a playful inclination to exhibit a touch of resistance led her to adopt an air of playing hard to get. Determined to outwit him at his own game of annoyance, she resolved to take the lead in this intricate dance of emotions, sparking a curious rivalry to discern who would eventually succumb to the allure of frustration first. She intended to evoke a sense of jealousy in him.

she asked unable to hide the jealousy in her voice. “I don't understand, what way?” I asked trying to tease her with my eyes while I walked over to where she stood. “Oh please don't pretend you don't know,” she said rolling her eyes. One could tell from her tone that she was jealous and that thought had a different effect on me. A naughty effect. “You turn me on when I see you jealous,” I said circling my hand around her waist. Pulling her so close so she feels the heat from my body. There are so many naughty thoughts I want to do to her body beyond marking her.

“Why did you even say yes if you don't want it?" “I don’t know, okay? I had expected him to fight. To beg. To choose me, no matter what I said, but I should have known." I heard her release a sigh. “You guys are so confusing and so annoying.” “What can I do?” I asked desperately. “The next court date is in three weeks' time!” "Maybe make him jealous.” “Jealous?” I echoed, lost. The concept was quite foreign to me. “Yes. You would have to do something to provoke his jealousy, and then maybe he would realize he loves you too much to lose you, and you both will reconcile and live happily.”