Jalousie Novels & Stories

Life goes on with him or without him. I opened my closet and placed my favorite pajamas on the bed, but when I took off my blouse I felt a wind on my back. I looked back and saw with surprise and horror that my curtain was off to the side. My glass window showed my whole room, but that was not all, the worst thing was that one of my neighbors' windows was also open and Ezra was sitting in that room. He was checking his cell phone but to my disgrace he raised his head and saw me. I ran like a deer and slid my curtain, but it was too late. He had seen me in brassiere! Curse!

Sa grande soeur était sorti faire des courses Naomie avait porté un mini Jean déchiré communément appelé destroy laissant voir une grande partie de ses cuisses. Un sans taille façon decorté faisant apparaître sa poitrine dégagé tel deux boules de crystales en pleine études. Les deux bouts de ses tétons étaient visible à travers sa tenu semblables à deux Fusils de calibre 27 notion A26 susceptible de foudroyer quelconque regard. Ses lèvres étaient si faite de multiples couleurs comparable aux couleurs de l'arc en ciel.

Her wrist recieved a sudden jolt vibration. ~Ting Her focus immediately shifted towards her quatum watch. She glided her finger over the new notification to see the contents. Her expression were calm as stagnant lake until her eyes landed on the text. The very instant she read the contents of the mail, a gloomy shadow swallowed her eyes. Animosty darker than death bloomed inside the walls of the living room. ~CRACK The creaking sound of the carbon fiber frame, a crack, spread across the refrigerator's door handle like a bolt of thunder. She bit her lip so hard that stream of blood oozed out and stained her chin.

the Dj suddenly changed the beat to slow and tense music. I don't know if it is the music or not but I can see the sudden change in his expression. it shifts from a goofy one to a serious one. It looks more intense than it has ever been. he begins to stare down at me and I wonder why the change in demeanour. I don't know why but I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I suddenly begin to notice how attractive he is. not that I didn't notice earlier but his lips begin to look sexier as he stares down at me.

Their bodys are intertwined. Sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows of Jeremy's exquisite 1893 French style chateau, casting a warm, multihued glow over the room. The air was imbued with the comforting aroma of coffee, and the faint strains of last night's jazz lingered in the corners of the spacious kitchen.

He wouldn't have risked running out in the split second Isla opened the main door. Naomi’s gaze swept desperately across the room: the bed, the desk, the shut wardrobe. Nothing. Then, her eyes caught on the window. The heavy, floor-to-ceiling glass panel that led to the narrow ornamental balcony outside was slightly ajar and a cool draft of early autumn air was slipping through the gap. Jace must have heard Isla coming, realized he was trapped in the wardrobe, and, in a split second, decided the narrow balcony ledge was the only option.

she said as she guided me to the console shelf. Yeah, basically, the upper section was built for efficiency, every prime was kept battle ready. The base was where we blew off some steam. “Have anything in mind to cook, Jude?” she asked “Jollof rice with a cold tea” i replied “Oooh, i would love to taste”

She watched as Bonnie curled in a ball covering her now exposed bra as she sobbed. "Shit." Lorenzo muttered before walking out the room. And shit indeed.

The thin velvet curtains and its glass window frames didn't do much to keep the sunlight from ruining the utter coziness Maria felt, wrapped deep into her blanket. In an instant, she sprung up, 6:40 am, the time said and she could feel all frustration wash over her. She was going to be tardy on her first day!

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"