Jealousy Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

Liam thought he had moved on from his jealousy, but it resurfaced when he met a new girl, Samantha. She was everything he had ever wanted in a partner, and he was afraid of losing her to someone else. He started to become possessive and controlling, monitoring her every move and getting upset when she spent time with other guys. Samantha tried to reassure him, but his jealousy was too strong. Liam knew he had to stop before it was too late. Liam knew that he had to confront his jealousy head-on. He couldn't let it control him and ruin yet another relationship. He took a deep breath and sat down with Samantha, ready to have an honest conversation.

I… I am… Jealous? Indeed, the fact that this situation that involves a third person who comes in between Jamie and I, who is actually good looking and just nice enough to be a dude, which gender Jamie prefers, interrupting our peaceful night, is the main reason to trigger the negativity in my frame of mind, but to say that I am jealous of him? Oh please, I said I am just feeling frustrated and unjust for Jamie’s behavior, didn’t I? I was just feeling… I was just… I was…

she asks. I look at my best friend. That thought made me pause. was I jealous? Is it because he mentioned a threesome and looked excited about the thought of fucking me with another woman in the bedroom with us? I want to fucking kill the asshole right now for even thinking about it. And for making me so fucking mad, and that I’m jealous of the thought of him potentially liking her if we were to have a threesome. What if the two end up dating one another? Tia and I walked up the stairs.

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.

I squeezed my eyes shut, but all I could see was the way Kian’s eyes lit up when Mia walked in. I hated it. I hated the way my pulse was still racing for a man who was currently being fitted for a life with someone else. I hated that after three years of building a fortress around my heart, the mere sight of him smiling at another woman could tear the whole thing down. "Stop it," I whispered to the empty room, pressing my palms against my eyes. "Eliora, stop it." But the realization was already there, cold and undeniable. I wasn't just angry. I wasn't just protective of Ezra. I was jealous. I was so deeply, horribly jealous that it made my stomach turn.

Jealousy burned through me like acid. This was the third different woman this week. Fourth this month. I knew because I heard every single one of them. I knew exactly how Jax fucked — rough, deep, dominant. He didn't make love. He claimed. He ruined. And God, did I want to be ruined by him.

" I kept my face cold but didn't refuse Nathan's support any longer. My mother's situation was critical, and I didn't want to waste time on trivial matters. Waves of excruciating pain kept hitting me, and I had to bite my lip hard just to stay conscious. If Mom didn't make it... I couldn't bear to think further as a strong sense of guilt washed over me. During the drive, Nathan tried to speak several times, but I cut him off. "Drive faster!" I urged the driver, my eyes fixed on the scenery rushing past outside the window. When he tried to comfort me, I rejected him, "Stop pretending! I don't want to hear it!"

Adrian's expression immediately darkened. Because the way Ethan looked at Amara... Was exactly the way a man looks at a woman he wants to know better. And for the first time since Amara left... Adrian felt something unfamiliar. Something dangerous. Jealousy. END OF CHAPTER 18

Scenes that were probably happening right now behind my very wall. “Ughh, God! Disgusting.” I shook my head rigorously. Trying to push it all away, the jealousy from moments ago over the lady’s pleasure now felt like sin to my ears. Utterly disgusting. How could have been envious of her to begin with? What did that even mean?? that I wanted to replace her? Get done what was being done to her? And by who?? Him??? Oh fuck no. No! “This is too ridiculous.” I muttered, abandoning my water. “Completely ridiculous.”

I ask fury leaking from each word. “I promise nothing is going on with him, nothing would have happened, I’m done with him.” She pleads. I know I shouldn’t feel like this, but the jealousy is eating me up. I have been taking it slow with her because I didn’t want to scare her off or lose her completely. Here, she was basking in the arms of another man, letting him touch her. An overwhelming urge to mark her overrides my senses. “Mark her, and make her ours,” Alec growls possessively in my head. I land a hard blow on the wall until my arms bleed to distract myself with the pain, from those thoughts.