Jealous Vs Envy Novels & Stories

Sa haba-haba ng minuto na nanahimik ako ay iyon lang ang salitang nagawang lumabas sa aking bibig. “Damn, I don’t know either!” Frustrated niyang sagot, I can even imagine ang mukha niya. Ang noo niyang nakakunot at ang kilay na halos magsalubong. Huminga ako ng malalim, “Are you perhaps, Jealous?” Mariin kong pinikit ang aking mata, please let me hear your answer. “Jealous you say,” mahinang sabi niya, “maybe I am, so what should you do?”

Nagulat ako nang pitikin niya ako sa noo. "What was that for!?" Ano bang problema niya? Bakit bigla-bigla na lang siyang namimitik sa noo? "Ano naman kung ayaw nila sayo? Edi ayawan mo din sila. Hindi mo kailangang ibahin o baguhin ang sarili mo para mapabilang sa isang grupo o sa lipunan na 'to. People are born to be jealous and envy others because of what they are, what they have, and that's what they will never be and never had. Let them criticize you, hate you, put you down, and all. But don't falter. They're just insecure kasi nahihigitan mo sila. Naiintindihan mo ba?" Nainis ako dahil sa sinabi niya. Malakas ko siyang itinulak.

Jasper messaged her a few minutes ago, "Mrs. Villanueva, I'm going to get jealous kung hindi ka pa uuwi nang mas maaga. Jealous? Si Jasper? Magseselos? Zoey's heart pounded violently laban sa kanyang mga tadyang. Tila nakalimutan ng kanyang mga baga kung paano huminga nang maayos. The text was so brief, yet it carried an underlying warmth at dominance na nagpabilis ng takbo ng dugo niya. She and Jasper had a marriage of convenience isang kasunduan para sa kaligtasan niya at para sa isang sekretong interes ng lalaki. There was absolutely no love between them, so what on earth was he jealous of? Isang laro lang ba ito para sa makapangyarihang tirano, o may iba pang kahulugan ang bawat salitang

Hindi ko napansin na nasobrahan ang galit ko at muntikan na kitang mabawian ng buhay, just because of a fucking jealousness. Yes, I know I'm jealous nang may kung sinong naghatid sa kanyang kotse kagabi na hindi ko alam kung sino and I fucking hate it. I hate the fact that I'm feeling jealous kahit hindi naman dapat, dahil ang gusto ko ay mawala siya sa buhay ko!

[translation: What you're feeling right now is jealousy, Delancy. “Stai bluffando, Mylene. Non sono gelosa. La gelosia esiste solo quando ami qualcuno, e io non lo amo. Sono solo…” Hindi na niya madugtungan pa ang kanyang sinabi. [translation: You're bluffing, Mylene. I am not jealous. Jealousy only exists when you love someone and I don't love him. I'm just…]

I will let the kids trace me so that my plan will be successful. No in hell that I will let that woman flirt my mate! Never. Possessive? Jealous? Oh, call me anything but one thing I’m so sure of, WHAT’S MINE IS MINE. I have never been like this before that’s why it feels new to me. I don’t really know what’s happening to me but I guess, I already have an idea about this.

I think it's safe to say that he's jealous? "You should never talk to any other man. Not even Kento. Ako lang dapat. Fvck! I hate it when you laughed with him!" He said. "Nagseselos ka ba?" I asked. Tiningnan niya ako na nakakunot ang noo. "Fvck! Is this how jealousy feels like?" I nodded. "Seeing that person you like having fun with another person and it makes you upset. I guess that's jealousy."

“And we do not want to make you feel even more annoyed than you already are right now, as a woman like you, I just know... Replacing the feeling of jealousy with violence is just not good combination.” Seryosong sabi ni Raquel. “Okay, I do not even know I am jealous.” Kagat-labi niyang sabi na ikinatawa nanaman ni Raquel. “Well you are... Gusto mo bang gumanti?” Maka hulugang ngisi ni Raquel, napa ngiwi naman si Amara. “Gumanti? Paano? I mean anong ibig mong sabihin?” Nalilito niyang tanong inirapan naman siya nito.

"I am not jealous." "I didn't say you were." "You literally just implied it." "No, I didn't." "Yes, you did." "No." "Yes." A faint smile appeared on his lips. The kind she wanted to wipe off his face. Respectfully. Maybe. "Less jealousy isn't the same as jealousy." Karolina stared at him, openly offended.

I was immersing myself in their both envy and admiration when Jamaica came into the scene. "What? Naiinggit ka ba?" tanong ko sa kaniya. I grinned at her which made her scorned at me. "You really think that I envy you?" aniya, naiinis ang boses. "I don't and I won't. I don't care about your idols nor even care if they notice you." She smirked. "You're like a beggar eager for their attention. Why would I envy you?"