Jealousy And Love Quotes Novels & Stories

I said calmly, “when a man loves someone, he gets jealous. If you were in Mr. Benjamin’s shoes, maybe you wouldn’t know what you were doing either.” “Well then… let’s hear it.”

"I can see it in your eyes, in your words, and in your actions. You can't hide it. You are jealous of men around me." "What nonsense are you talking about? How can I be jealous of someone like you? You good-for-nothing, barren slut?" Desmond tried to defend himself. "You know all these, but I see the love in your eyes. You still love me, right?" "I never loved you." Desmond blurted out.

exclaimed Frederic "It was his sister and he was there." said Zed "Oh mate, that smacks of rivalry and I think it's kinda bad for you because the trickster has his father's support and automatically his mother's." Frederic said "That's where I'm worried, but I'm not going to give up for the one I love, believe me." Said Zed "That's the word of a man. To fight for his beloved. It's Romeo and Juliet in real life" says Frédéric ironically

The most stupid thing I've ever heard. "You are so funny. Oh my god. I haven't laughed like that in years. Go ahead ruin him but don't forget to call me to cheer. I don't care that you know about his other business or what you could do. Do whatever you want ruin me for all I care, just don't show me your face cause I hate it. Wait do you want to show me the consequences as well. Go ahead show and leave." I say with a smile. "You have mental problems I am sure about that. Consequences? What the fuck is that suppose to mean? Why do you hate me so much? Not that I care I am just curious." He asks.

He gave me a sly smirk. "Giving away more trade secrets, are you?" I teased back. " You know Lucy. There was a time. I really did love you. I thought you were all I needed in life. As we got closer, that infatuation turned into a love and respect I can not duplicate. You are my family. My sister, my mother, my own heartbeat sometimes. You'll always be those things to me. When I found Lanie, I found the other piece of my heart. She will never replace you, but she is where I need to be. I know you are worried about being apart. We are all each other had for close to 10 years." As he spoke, I felt myself begin to fall apart. Sobbing uncontrollably, I knew he was right, and I was just afraid.

Not after everything they had gone through. "Yes Jasmine. I love you. I love you even after I almost died because of you. I love you even after you betrayed me Jasmine. I love even after you separated me from my child who gave me hope that I could be better. I love you no matter what, I still love you!" He crashed his lips unto hers. Her eyes opened wide in surprise before she shut them up to savor the moment. She wasn't sure when next she would get to feel him again like this. But what born more than the touch of his lips was the words in her heart and at the tip of her tongue. She wanted to push him away and scream to him; I love you too Marcello Marchesa!

“I’m so jealous!” “I think they really love each other!”

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.

“If you were jealous you should have just talked to me about it instead of joining hands with someone to expose me. As I said, you don’t know what was at risk. And if you had asked me, you would have found out there was nothing to be jealous of.” “There is,” he said, sadly, “and it’s worse that you don’t see it. He wouldn’t affect you if you didn’t have feelings toward him, and even if those feelings are hated the way you claim they are, hate is the opposite of love. You can always go back to it.” “You have no idea what you’re saying,” I said. “I do,” he said, “and it hurts even more that you don’t see it,” he added, walking away.

I mutter, unable to help myself. His mouth quirks, amused. "Is that right?" he asks, a new note in his voice. "You've never been in love?" "I didn't say that—" "Yes, you did." He grins, and it almost topples me with its charm. "But maybe men understand it better. Love as seen through the eyes of a man." "It's just jealousy." "It's a lot of things. Jealousy, heartbreak, possession, trust—" "Stupidity." I grin.