Jealous Gif Novels & Stories

"Even in death, you're still trying to steal my man? Clearly, skinning you and blowing you up wasn't cruel enough." "Go to hell with your little bastard!" I shut my eyes and calmed myself. Quietly, I preserved every text and waited—for the storm that was sure to come.

Making my stomach churn. "Jealous? Me? Jealous?" A little more and I'm going to throw up. Why the hell would he think that I'm jealous? There's no way that I'm effin jealous. That's just so absurd! And there's absolutely no reason for me to get jealous. I don't even feel anything about it. Liar. You got irritated. Whatever. I will have to roll my eyes, but this time, it's for my subconscious.

He jolts as if shocked with a cattle prodder. My stomach revolts. A hot, sour, green wave surges up my throat. Jealousy, pure and radioactive. “Blarg,” I gag, pulling a face so ugly it should be illegal. I spin to Kiara and dump my misery straight on her. “Where the fuck have you been?” Her eyebrows shoot up. “Wow. Okay. Are you starting your period early, or are you just severely sexually frustrated?” I stare at the brown-haired bitch. She follows my line of sight and immediately understands.

"Your song is very good, right guys?" Everyone nodded, except for Yuda who was busy releasing his cigarette smoke. "Jealousy means love." "Jreng ... jreng ..." Alif laughed seeing his friend accompanying him humming. "Angry is a sign, dear ..." Alif finished his short song, turned to Yuda near him, flashing a grinning smile. "What?" Yuda chuckled as his four friends shook their heads simultaneously. "How's Yu, are you jealous, don't you see Raisa's deck walking with Atha?"

Three seconds later, mine buzzes back. 《I’m simply marveling at the lack of standards some people have for their company, Miss Ellis.》 I hide my smile behind my water glass and type: 《you’re not jealous, are you?》 The response takes slightly longer this time, which I find very telling. 《Jealous would require me to consider whatever that is a competition. It is entirely illogical to be jealous of something I am objectively superior to》 I press my lips together against a laugh and look up at the ceiling for a moment and then type:

Gideon answered, moving to hug me but I moved away. He cast me a questioning look and I only fidgeted with my fingers. " You have a mate now,you should stay away from other females or she will be jealous." I said, biting my lower lip. " She will be jealous or you are feeling jealous yourself, werewolf girl?" Gideon asked, amusement filling his words. " I am not jealous." I retorted.

she chuckled and said " you are too cute when you are jealous" I don't know but I started smiling iam no more anger this little girl is really something I asked her " are you not angry with me " she replied "who said iam angry with you dont you know jealousy is sign of true love you had every right to feel jealous because iam yours I belongs to you so you can feel jealous not can you should feel jealous you know what when my cousins are in relationship I noticed their partners possessiveness and jealousy I used to feel when I will get my prince charming to feel jealous and possessive towards me now I got you iam happy why should I be angry with you"

Our combined heat settled in my groin. "I am not jealous. Simply wary of women who throw themselves so callously at my mate." I replied. Rafael smiker. Leaned in closer, lips against my ear. His breath fanned the lobe. Sent goosebumps traveling down my neck. "Jealous." I shivered. Shoved myself away from him. There was a heat to my face that I couldn't get away from. It ran all the way to the tips of my ears. Burned brighter and brighter the longer Rafael looked at me with those heavy-lidded eyes.

Losing her temper, I know she can't control the power of jealousy. "Jaz, take it easy. Gwen, here just being thankful coz I treat her. We are not doing anything inappropriate.." "Oh, is that so?? How about this?!" I was stunned at what she did next. That was insane. Oh my God. "WHAT THE HELL!! Ahhhh!!" Gwen was screaming and soaking wet because Jaz poured the juice on her. Jaz is scary as Lion when jealous. Apparently, I regret what I just did, awakening the monster.

It hit the wall with a dull thud, completely unsatisfying. My chest heaved as I paced back and forth, my bare feet slapping against the cold floor. Heat crawled up my neck and spread across my face. Jealousy — ugly, vicious jealousy — twisted like a knife in my stomach. I couldn’t stop the vivid, unwanted pictures flooding my brain. Are they kissing right now? Is he touching her? Is she on her knees for him? Is he enjoying the way she moans his name?