Is Being Jealous A Sin Novels & Stories

“The second born was the one full of hatred, of anger and revenge. Slowly, they turned to something evil, doing sins and gradually becoming the sinned evil. We also found that every time the bearer of the eye is closer to the mate, his inner soul is being embedded by darkness.” Is this why Jacob’s soul will be more sinned and filled with evil when he got to met me, his mate? Too much is not good. Too much is never sufficient. Too much leads to much worst. Jealousy, insecurities, hatred, and all that ‘too much love’ may bring. Suddenly, an idea came into my head. A better understanding of something I didn’t saw before, or I refuse to see. “Jacob!” I called and run to him.

What he might do, and how he could make my life a living hell if I was caught going through his stuff. With that imprinted fear, I didn’t bother to check any further and slowly made my way into my room, leaving his space untouched. I slumped down on my bed as the memory of what he had said about that woman earlier flashed through my head, haunting me. Jealousy coursed through me again, making my heart flicker. Knowing there might be another woman in his life and that he seemed to be into her,hurt me . “Fuck! Sina, you don’t have to think about this. He’s a Mafia don, and he’s not always worthy of your love,” I reminded myself.

This is getting too hot for me to watch. Whoever said Jealousy is a bitch is so right. Jealousy is really a bitch that would fuck up your mind and rile up your whole body.

I blurted and the way Shaun turned to look at me, I was certain he was confused. "For what?” "This is so wrong. I have an undivorced husband” I added, but he still had a confused look on his face. "It's a sin for a woman to cheat on her husband,” I said and that caused Shaun to scoff. “I don't know how this works, but isn't it a sin for a husband to lay his hand on his wife. Not just a sin but a crime” "That's different” "You are trying to say that for a woman to be happy is a sin?” he asked and I broke into tears.

“Now you know what happens when you try to make me jealous. This is what you get. This is what I do.” Dante dragged his thumb through the mess on my stomach and smeared it higher, streaking it up my skin like a brand. His eyes were black, dangerous. “You’re marked. Don’t even think about running to another man. Don’t even think about smiling at another man. No. You’re mine to fuck. Mine to break. Mine to keep. If another bastard even breathes near you, I’ll destroy him. You’ll never belong to anyone else. Every time you feel me on your skin, remember exactly who put it there.” Heat and shame slammed into me all at once. Sticky proof of him clung to me, his jealousy rolling off him in waves s

The very essence of jealousy is the belief that someone else possesses what we lack, and it's a tormenting thought that can tear us apart. But amidst the pain and chaos that jealousy can inflict, there is an underlying truth: it reveals the depth of our emotions and the intensity of our desires. Jealousy is a testament to the passion we feel, the love we hold, and the vulnerability that comes with opening our hearts to another. It is a reminder that we care deeply, and that caring is worth fighting for.

he questioned back. I breathed. I just couldn't control that hateful feeling I was beginning to grow for her these days.. Could jealousy be this powerful?.. or was it my desperation that the contract with Levi ends soon?.. “The pill is actually a vitamin supplier. I paid a factory manager to get it into an abortion-pill container.” I responded. “I hope you're sincere" I clearly heard him mutter. “Hey! I can't kill an innocent child okay?!” I retorted. “Even if you can, you mustn't touch mine. You have two kids too, remember? Innocent kids shouldn't be paying for their parents' sins” he said.

She was everything I wasn't. And me? I was the girl with a blind and dull right eye. People flinched when they looked into it. There was no security camera in that corner, so I took the blame. Even my own mother looked at me with disgust. "Sienna, she's your sister. How could you hate her so much?"

"I think I understand," Father Daniels cut me off. "That is all, erm, very different." Then there was an awkward silence. "Having intercourse with a married woman is something that God would not approve of. However, with the husband being aware, that does make it better." "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I've done a lot of sinning. Am I a lost cause?" "Not at all," Father Daniels told me. "Everyone has their own secrets like this. Lust is one of the hardest sins to not commit. You should not chastise yourself for committing acts many others have committed."

"I was hurt and angry, Tom. My ex-husband left me for another woman, and I felt like I needed to prove to him that I was still desirable. I didn't mean to hurt you, but I used our friendship to make him jealous, and I'm so sorry." Joseph listened quietly; his expression unreadable. After a few moments of silence, he spoke. "Christiana, I appreciate your apology, but what you did was wrong. You hurt me, and you used me to try and make someone else jealous. I don't know if I can forgive you for that."