Jealousy Eye Novels & Stories

It's a visceral, heart-wrenching experience that takes hold of us when we least expect it, and it can transform the brightest of days into the darkest of nights. Jealousy, often referred to as the green-eyed monster, is a complex and powerful emotion. It can strike anyone, anywhere, at any time. It begins as a subtle whisper, a nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach, and before you know it, it has taken root in your heart, engulfing you in a whirlwind of torment and despair.

"How are you? I've been missing you so much lately..." Before she could hit send, James snatched the phone from her hand. "What are you doing? Flirting with another man behind my back??" James's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Michelle like a cornered beast. Michelle pretended to be fragile, her eyes instantly reddening. "James, don't misunderstand, I was just..." "Just what? Just thinking I've fallen on hard times, so you're looking for another sugar daddy?!” James suddenly grabbed her throat with shocking force.

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears

I blinked a few times so I could draw myself back to reality. I had to calm my nerves. My feelings of jealously were getting hard to control. Hazel still didn't let go of me. She tightened her grip around my wrist. I forced a smile and laughed at the expressions on their faces. They both looked like they had seen the most terrifying horror movie of their lives. "You should have seen your faces." I continued to laugh, holding my belly to support myself from pretending to fall from the 'effect' of the laughter.

Looking all hot and sexy my little man downstairs started feeling hard and uncomfortable just by seeing her smooth fair shoulder and hands. I feel like tearing the clothes off her and banging her non-stop. I looked around and noticed that some guys are looking at her with lust emitting in their eyes and I feel like taking her out of their sight and covering her up and out of their prying Eyes or even locking her up in my bedroom so that no one can ever see her again. I felt jealousy rolling inside of me.

Caressing it and stroking it, I bowed down my head along with an apology. I can see in the corners of my eye that Jocelyn is rolling her eyes and Gyzell is glaring at me as if to silently say that ‘it’s all your fault’. Well, is it really my fault for angering Darwin just because of a mere jealousy? Maybe, partly yes. But being easily envious is a part of Darwin’s personality already. It’s him. And I cannot change that. I loved him so much that I don’t want to change anything about him. In fact, it’s his choice to be jealous and for abruptly concluding, without giving an eye on what Lushan and I are really talking about. Jealousy is a poison that slowly corrupts one’s system, as they say.

“What made you think I was jealous? Just because I'm not interested in love, it doesn't mean I'll watch another man come close to my mate.” “The same way you wouldn't want another she-wolf to come close to me, right?” He asked and stared at me intensely with his blue eyes. I felt my heart trembling at the sight of his alluring blue eyes that seemed capable of penetrating into one's soul.

He’s looking right at her with those I-want-to-devour-you eyes The caption says ‘Don Romano’s Wife Finding New Interests?’ I stare at it. The words blur for a second before everything inside me goes cold. My thumb tightens around the phone until I almost hear it crack. I feel something unfamiliar crawl up my throat. Jealousy. Pure and ugly. I’ve never felt this way before. It’s always a feeling of possession. Not jealousy. But this time, it’s different.

She was everything I wasn't. And me? I was the girl with a blind and dull right eye. People flinched when they looked into it. There was no security camera in that corner, so I took the blame. Even my own mother looked at me with disgust. "Sienna, she's your sister. How could you hate her so much?"