Novel & Cerita Jealous Dreams

Jealousy surged within me, an uncontrollable fire threatening to consume my senses. My grip tightened on the steering wheel as I watched them, my mind inundated with irrational thoughts. I wanted to storm into that restaurant, to pull Lyza away from that man and claim her as my own. It pained me to see her with another, even though we had not yet established a formal relationship. The possessiveness within me reared its ugly head, a primal instinct that yearned to mark her as mine. In the depths of my jealousy, I found myself engaging in a heated conversation with myself, my voice tinged with possessiveness and longing.

’ I quickly approach them, catching this whore red-handed cheating on me. They seemed to be scared to see me, well it's good cos they better be! *** Yes, jealousy was a feeling of an envious resentment that happened when our soulmate showed an attraction to someone else. It’s the unproven prejudice that could lead into harmful consequences, especially if our lover was truly innocent.

A strange, foreign feeling. Jealousy.

"I had never given you any reason to be jealous." "You think? I get jealous when I remember that Diego get to stay the whole day with you." "But that isn't my choice." "It doesn't change a thing. Also, when you dreamt about the vampire, I didn't like it; even if I knew you couldn't control your dreams, I wanted to be the only man; even in your dreams, I got mad when I discovered someone out there wanted you too."

She knew Yohan's possessiveness and felt scared of his potential reaction after witnessing that scene. In the dead of night, Jemma found herself trapped in a nightmare. She let out a scream, jolting awake from the horrors plaguing her dreams. Tears streamed down her face, mixing with the sweat, and the memories of the torment she faced at the hands of her stepmother continued to haunt her, refusing to let her sleep.

This sour and bitter feeling churning nonstop in my chest is making me want to destroy something. I don't go to bed. Instead I turn around and pretend to be thirsty. Sneaking glances at my husband and Jo the motherfucker, I volunteer to wash the dishes, something I've never done before. I bet Jo and Alessio are sleeping together or have slept together. Hold on. Am I jealous? Over someone I just met three weeks ago? Yes, I'm fucking jealous and it doesn't feel right. I want to slap myself and knock my head on the wall. What's wrong with me?

“It’s… weird. Embarrassing, really.” He nodded encouragingly. “Hey, we all have weird dreams. Spill it. I promise I won’t laugh.” I bit my lip, staring at the floor. “Is it normal to dream about… having sex with your stepfather?” Jonas blinked, then burst out laughing, covering his mouth when he saw my face. “Wait, you’re serious? Like, actually dreaming that?” I nodded, cheeks burning. “Yeah. And it’s not just once. It’s every night. Vivid. Real.”

I could see that he started aggressively masturbating and bit my lip as he went to town. I thought briefly that I was messing with a fire that I probably shouldn't have, but shrugged it off, rolled away from him, and tried to fall back to sleep. If I were to die from this ordeal, I would do so after having a good night's sleep. My sleep was disturbed by erotic dreams of Nikolai and Monica rolling around in his massive bed. Jealousy or was I subliminally desiring my captor? I woke up with tears and heartache that I hadn't experienced in years.

And worse I had to dream about him. “seems like you had a wonderful dream.” he looked at me and chuckled. “Was I that good?” I stared at him in disbelief. “Huh?” please do not tell me he was ... “You are pretty loud you know.” he chuckled again. “I mean the way you were moaning my name in your sleep. I feel jealous of me.” A blush crept onto my White cheeks. Blood rushed to my face. I looked away so that he won't notice. “I do not know what you are talking about.” I snapped

My hands folded into tight fists. For the first five seconds, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me or maybe I could be dreaming again. These days I could hardly even distinguish between dreams and reality. Maybe my brother was just stalking her and nothing more. No way! It couldn't be My jaw clenched repeatedly. Liam pulls away and left her smiling to herself. The sight of her smile made my blood run cold. I matched up to her and she froze up. "Care to tell me what the hell I just saw" my voice went up the roof.