Jealous Sign Novels & Stories

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Hazel squirmed in fear thinking he is going to mark her today. But as soon as his teeth graze against her neck where she would get marked she felt a jolt a pain emerging in her. She scooted away from him immediately. She has an odd moon sign on her neck where marking is done while mating and when Alexander tries to mark her as his, an very odd pain ebrupts in her skin right under the moon sign. Alexander stare at her deadly in the eyes this time. Her lips started quivering in pain. "P-please don't d-do this Alexander." she pleaded to him almost at the verge of crying.

"There is nothing wrong with a virile male showing appreciation of a pleasing female form in the most visible compliment available." "Pussycat, you ever get a hard on for another woman in front of me, and you'll sing soprano in a girls voice." "Jealousy. It is the sign of a true mating." He said the words in his best wise sage voice ? the one atop the mountain, smoking a pipe, cross legged with a beard down to his knees. "Would you stop that?" "Stop what?"

The Goddess whose magic was currently scratching at my insides clapped her hands together and grinned, “I can’t tell you how pleased I was to see that you brought her along. Her jealousy is delicious. So savage—so bloodthirsty!” “Control yourself, little wolf. Nothing happened between us, I swear it.” He pleaded softly. “Don’t you see?” I snarled through gritted teeth. “I. Can’t.” “What is the meaning of this?” Elias’s oceanic eyes darted between the three of us, ignoring Juniper completely. “What trouble have you caused now, Jade?” The joy on her face soured, sharpening the soft curves of her cheeks until they appeared sharp enough to cut. As the hair growing along my arms lifted, I realize

I asked, studying his displeased expression. “Can’t you figure it out yourself?” “No. What exactly am I supposed to understand? I have your damn mark on me, which means I’m unavailable to anyone else. If this isn’t jealousy, then what is it?” “The mark doesn’t make you unavailable,” he replied coolly. “It just means you can’t get pregnant by anyone else. That’s all.” “So you think the moment I step outside, I’ll start spreading my legs for every man I see?” I shouted, fury blazing.

My gaze planted back at Earl's but his silly grin and shaking head is disturbing the sh*t out of me, leaving me clueless when he finally look back in front. I look at my desk with my brows creased then tilt my head a little. "Jealous. They said that someone might get jealous." I look at my seatmate who happens to be listening to our conversation. My brows furrowed even more when he said that, allowing me to move closer to his side. "What do you mean?" He chuckled. "Green-eyed monster often signifies as jealousy in idioms. Green is jealousy." My lips parted in disbelief, processing what he said. I did not bother to answer him back since Mister Dawson started his discussion in front while I am

“You’ve always hated what others have whenever you feel that your life is unsatisfactory, when you’re not recognized and accepted by others, or when you don’t get the best the world can offer. It’s like the feeling of imbalance and the emotional surges within you whenever someone else owns a beautiful doll that you can’t have.” Maizie lifted her eyebrows. “Pfft! Do you really think you know me that well? What you want to say is that I’m jealous of you, but why should I be jealous of you?” “Do you know a thing or two about the psychological cues behind certain micro-expressions? The inner side of your eyebrows is raised upward, which means you’re feeling uneasy when I’m around. You feel very

It left me clean and shaky and angrier than before. Jealousy is hunger with a smart mouth. It tells me to bite my way back to his attention. It tells me to walk into his war room and put my throat in his hand and remind him I am the promise that bleeds the same. It tells me to get loud. He hates when I get loud when the pack can hear; it makes him a man instead of a myth and he hates being the only man in front of those who need him to be weather.

It's a visceral, heart-wrenching experience that takes hold of us when we least expect it, and it can transform the brightest of days into the darkest of nights. Jealousy, often referred to as the green-eyed monster, is a complex and powerful emotion. It can strike anyone, anywhere, at any time. It begins as a subtle whisper, a nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach, and before you know it, it has taken root in your heart, engulfing you in a whirlwind of torment and despair.

Who knew that she would be jealous over something so trivial? “Jealous?” Stella’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him as if he just cracked the greatest joke of all time. “You must be dreaming.” Weston didn’t like her dismissive tone and pinched her nose, “What? Does the great Stella Sealey not know how to be jealous?” Stella shook her head, “I wouldn’t do something so immature.” “Really?” Weston leaned closer to her and whispered in a low voice that was laced with threats.