Jealous Synonym Novels & Stories

Maybe even too much. Heitor let out a bitter laugh. The kind that hurts more than any cry. “That phase is over. It’s unbearable, Alex. She has fits of jealousy almost every day. Last week she made me sleep on the couch because a resident called me a “cute doctor” in the elevator.” I took a long sip. It burned in my throat, but it wasn’t enough to erase the discomfort. “Jealousy is not love,” I murmured. “It’s insecurity disguised as possession.”

"What's there to be jealous about?" I smiled, the knowing kind. It was easy to see what she was really feeling, even if she didn't want to admit it. Jealousy was natural when a mate was close to another woman. Hell, I’d felt the sting when I saw Isabel clinging onto Zane before I even knew he was my mate. And I had a feeling Seraphina was going through something similar, even if she wouldn’t own it.

So I answer honestly. "At least three times." I smile and begin laughing. Then my body stills at the voice behind me. "Three?" Jackson speaks, then whistles. "Must be one hell of a guy. Or at least a well hung one." Even though it suddenly feels like my mouth has gone dry and my pussy is even wetter, I look at him over my shoulder. "Jealous?" He smirks. "Envious. Big difference." "What's the difference?" "Jealous means I want what the other person has without them losing it. Envious means I want to take it from them for myself."

I glared at that woman for that comment. “Look, even this shameless pregnant woman is ogling these men leaving her husband. I feel bad for her poor husband." The other woman whispered when her eyes landed on me. I knew she didn’t want me to hear, but I could also hear whispers. ‘Let’s show them who is our poor husband,’ Anika growled in my mind, fuming in anger. I wasn’t a jealous type of woman, but I was territorial. Jealousy is when you want something that isn’t yours. Territorial is protecting what’s already yours.

Jealous: feeling or showing envy of someone or their achievements and advantages. Nero "I'm still not sure about sending him off with Vesper. Remind me why am I doing this again?" Tessa asked me for the third or maybe fourth time already. I know that I should be bored by now. She had told me that she did not expect sudden care for other humans or vampires. Tessa confessed that it came so suddenly that she didn't think it was in her to give a damn in the first place.

Monitor my boyfriend so I’ll be sure he doesn’t cheat on me with his contracted wife? That’s exactly how weird it sounds to me. Though I could try and explain that to him, but wouldn’t that paint me as a jealous person. I do not want to be perceived as jealous, it’s a toxic trait I don’t think I’d like to associate with. You can deem me possessive, or territorial. But never jealous. Don’t touch what’s mine, stay away from my boyfriend or whatever that belongs to me. That’s a better trait than fuming at the sight of someone close to what belongs to you.

Jaz asked with irritation. "You are jealous.. I can't believe it, baby. I'm elated.." "Are you serious?? You're still happy that I'm having a hard time?? huh?" Jaz said with a smile. "No! Not like that. I'm just happy because I feel you love me.. You wouldn't be jealous if you didn't love me, would you??" Jaz puff.."You're so happy, huh? Savor it because I won't be jealous like this again.." Jaz is kidding aside.

Brent Jealousy ; that ugly green eyed monster that crops up every time you think you have everything sussed out, under control, and safe. I have to admit I get insanely envious and It can sometimes lead to regret for doing what I did for fear of abandonment, seeing someone as a rival or losing what's mine.

“Urgh. Assholes.” Jack was silent, thinking hard. “Am I wrong, Jack?” Cordelia asked quietly. “I misread that?” “No.” Jack shook his dark head. “I was thinking that you’re right. I’m just really surprised that you picked up on that so damn accurately. The flashes of jealousy that I saw were so fast, so fleeting, and anger and jealousy are so similar in terms of expression. I thought for sure you’d read the jealousy as anger.” “No. I mean, the eyebrow cues when people show jealousy are the same as the anger cues, obviously, and the mouths are similar. I can see how it’d be easy to mix them up.”

Not that she needed to show her teeth to be scary. "Hang on," I said, ignoring her expression. "Isn't avarice the same as jealousy?" "No, avarice is the desire for material objects, or for pleasure (she took great enjoyment out of gazing directly at me as she spoke, emphasising the word pleasure slightly) where as jealousy is the desire for something that is someone elses." "Well?" she said, her hands going to her hips. She took a pose, leaning more on one leg than the other. Her movement made her breasts jiggle, and I could almost feel them in my hand. I wanted to feel them in my hand.