Jealousy Eye 소설 & 이야기

My jaw drops, how did this man diss Alejandro and still be able to stand there, alive? Alejandro clenches his jaw hard, I can feel the tension in the room from the mere silence. Elijah finally turns around to see me, once our eyes meet, I'm instantly drawn to his gorgeous orbs. I've never seen eyes so beautiful... it's a glimmering hazel with gold specs surrounding the outer layer of the pupil while the outer rim of the iris is outlined with a light green. It reminds me of forest fairies, adding such mystical and magical elements. This reminds me of how only one other person was able to mesmerize me with their eyes like this was Alej—never mind that.

His eyes, his voice, his scent, his body — everything about him drives me insane… just like his fiancée does. Jealousy. Intense, burning, suffocating — vile, like a venomous snake coiling inside me. I never thought I could be this jealous! I’ve never felt anything like it before. When I see Nicole next to him, I can’t help but imagine what kind of death would suit her best. Should I tear her apart right there in the office, turning her into a bloody mess? Or throw her out the window without even opening it? Poison her, maybe? Or at least slip something laxative into her coffee? I can’t help these thoughts. Thank the Moon Goddess I can at least let them stay in my imagination.

‘She’ll get upset if you look directly into her eyes. I’m jealous, Karen decided, watching the tender way in which he handled the bird, whispering endearments as he prepared to cast her off from his wrist. And Leila’s jealous of me. She loves him and doesn’t wany any other female around. Possessive bitch of a thing! I'll bet she’d peck me if she could, go for the throat — no, the eyes! And, hell! I don’t blame her.

"Please, I have no interest getting further entangled in your...family drama. I just want to see him, is all." "You know what? Go back to New York. Get on the next flight now. I'll pay." The bastard grins. "Are you jealous?" "Jealous?" Against my will, I think of Allera and that picture she sent to me last night. She wanted to make me jealous, it was all over her face. The uncertainty in her eyes, the tremor in her voice, her filthy words spoken with false bravado. Allera doesn't know it, but when she's lying, her eyes shine. Truly shine, like someone turned on a million fluorescent lights hidden deep inside them. It's a quirk of hers I've always found fascinating.

I could practically see the jealousy simmering behind their eyes. Good. Let them watch since they were desperate for it.

It was supposed to make my heart flutter with happiness. But instead, I felt jealousy burning my heart. I grabbed his face with one of my hands and pulled it closer to mine. My eyes were blazing with jealousy, I could feel them burning. “And how many women have you seen naked before me?” I asked him angrily. Just the thought of him being with another woman dipped my heart into lava.

Starlight shone in her eyes as she suggested, "Then, we'll just hide Daddy's green-eyed monster. He can't get into a fight with Mr. Hoffman if he can't find the monster! Gosh, I'm brilliant, Rowley!" Rowley crouched by the swing and eyed Wanda speechlessly. She was flawless for the most part, but her naivety would be her downfall. He indulgently stroked Wanda's hair, the ends of which brushed against her shoulders, and gave her a wry smile as he explained, "Listen, Wanda. Daddy's green-eyed monster isn't an actual monster. It's another way of describing his jealousy. "And jealousy isn't something you can see, but you feel it in your heart. It's a sour feeling, and you get it when someone els

The Goddess whose magic was currently scratching at my insides clapped her hands together and grinned, “I can’t tell you how pleased I was to see that you brought her along. Her jealousy is delicious. So savage—so bloodthirsty!” “Control yourself, little wolf. Nothing happened between us, I swear it.” He pleaded softly. “Don’t you see?” I snarled through gritted teeth. “I. Can’t.” “What is the meaning of this?” Elias’s oceanic eyes darted between the three of us, ignoring Juniper completely. “What trouble have you caused now, Jade?” The joy on her face soured, sharpening the soft curves of her cheeks until they appeared sharp enough to cut. As the hair growing along my arms lifted, I realize

“No. I mean, the eyebrow cues when people show jealousy are the same as the anger cues, obviously, and the mouths are similar. I can see how it’d be easy to mix them up.” “So how’d you read jealousy, then?” Jack asked. “Melanie’s eyes were wrong,” Cordelia said. “They weren’t wide and glaring when she talked about Olivia’s stalker – they were narrowed, like she was focusing on a goal, or something she really, deeply desired.” “You saw her hands?” Jack asked.

He's focused on her. My stomach sinks, a sick feeling settling in my gut. I feel nonexistent. Worthless. His fists clench. His jaw tightens. His body stiffens. He seems about to shatter. He stays silent, unmoving just watching. And his eyes... His eyes blaze with something primal, something sinister and threatening, something he might not grasp. Jealousy. Rage. Possession. I catch my breath as I track his stare already fearing what I'll find. And then—