Jealousy Chapter 1 Mimic Novels & Stories

Jealousy may burn within me, but I will not let it overshadow our mission. ... As Jack shakes my shoulder, I snap out of my jealous reverie, the haze of emotions dissipating as I return to the present moment. His eyes are alight with joy and satisfaction, a mirror of the emotions swirling within me. Julie has confessed her false accusations against Michael, revealing her treacherous alliance with William. Finally, our plan has succeeded.

Jocelyn was the perfect target for him to fight back! He calmed down for two seconds and came to his senses. He smiled maliciously and evilly, "Mimi, when you want to preach at me, you would better look at yourself in the mirror first. No matter how bad I am, I won't make friends with people who are arrogant, self-righteous and snappish!" Mimi was so furious that she even had the impulse to rush to beat him, but Jocelyn grabbed her with a sullen face. Jocelyn looked at Wayne with a complicated gaze and kept silent. No one knew what she was thinking.

“Soon, she will be. If you don’t do something.” He was the Lycan Heir of the Pacific Sea. Was there a need for him to suck up to these wolves? Had he no pride, no honor, no self-respect? “You’re only jealous because they’re giving you the cold shoulder.” Jalal, continued derailing me with barely concealed annoyance. “I’m not jealous!” “Denial doesn’t change the truth, Einas. It only makes you take that much longer to acknowledge it. It’s still not too late. Take back the rejection. Otherwise…” I shut him out without hearing him finish the rest of his threat.

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I tried to mimic his ease, though my nerves hummed like live wires. Over wine, I whispered, “They’re staring.” “Good,” he said simply. “Let them.” It was ridiculous—sitting across from him, pretending this was a date, while my heart thudded like it believed it. Every whisper around us seemed louder than the soft piano notes drifting from the corner. I adjusted my posture constantly, hyper-aware of every blink, every shift of my gown beneath the chandeliers. The urge to shrink into the chair was almost overwhelming. Halfway through the meal, my phone buzzed. Maya, of course: Smile like you love him. I’m watching on livestream.

"What… what have we done…" "What have we done?" Felix's voice trembled uncontrollably. "We're murderers! We killed an innocent child! For what? For this woman's lies!" "Felix, I…" Margaret tried to say something, but she was swaying on her feet. "Enough!" Felix exploded. "Mom, look what you did! You forced me to kill my own child! And now… now we have nothing!" Margaret's vision went black. She let out a pained groan and collapsed backward onto the floor.

she muttered. “Slowly is still learning,” he said. She dipped her hands back into the trough, letting the cool water slide over her fingers. “You know,” she said softly, “I thought jealousy would feel…stupid. Weak. Like something a teenager does in the back of a hall.” “And?” he asked. “And it does,” she said. “A little. But it also feels…like proof I’m not a symbol. Symbols don’t care who touches them. People do.” He was quiet for a breath. Then: “Then I’m glad,” he said, “you’re jealous.”

The override code. My neck muscles seize. I can't look away. I try to close my eyes, but the neural patches behind my ears send a sharp, stinging impulse that forces my eyelids to flutter open. "Look," Evelyn commands. The playback begins. 4x speed. Chapter 1: Me in my bedroom, fingers frantic, discovering the app. The look of shock on my face. Chapter 2: The kitchen counter. Coffee spilling. My head thrown back. Chapter 3: The shower. The steam. The phantom hands.

I wasn’t trying to make his mate mad when we got back, but it just hurt to be close to Boyd when he looked at me with so much distrust. Winnie suddenly jumped up and wrapped his hands around Boyd’s neck, causing Boyd to lift him off the ground. The deep seeds of possessiveness and jealousy took root in my chest, sprouting forth this nasty feeling, like a burning sensation I just couldn’t soothe. Maybe Miles and Mick’s Luna couldn’t control her jealousy earlier, just like Emily said, because I’m feeling ready to snap at someone myself just from watching my unknowing mate hug one of his close friends. ~ Chloe POV

-L Possessive? Lia, you’re turning into one of those jealous mates we read about. -S. Stop! Don’t make me feel worse. I’ve never been like this before! I don’t get jealous. But today? I was fuming. -L Okay, okay, but this is kind of hilarious. Are you jealous? Over the guys, you swore annoyed you. This is a peak drama. -S It’s not funny, Simone! I just felt... off. Like, seeing them with those girls made me want to step in and—ugh—I don’t even know. -L