Jealousy Is The Root Of All Evil Novels & Stories

For every day that passed, the seeds of distrust she planted grew stronger. I pushed my chair back and walked to the window, peering out at the sprawling estate bathed in the soft light of dusk. The gardens were immaculate, every hedge trimmed with precision, every flower bed in perfect order. Yet beneath that pristine surface, I sensed something roiling—like the calm before a storm. It was the same calm that had always preceded upheaval in my family. I had seen it once before, when my mother’s gentle warmth was replaced by the icy grip of loss. Now, a similar chill was creeping in, this time seeded by the presence of a woman whose motives I doubted with every fiber of my being.

Finally, she exhales sharply, her shoulders dropping as the stress starts to leave her body. “I hate him,” she murmurs, her voice quivering with intensity. “I hate him so much.” I don’t blame her. Gianni has a way of getting under people’s skin, of making them feel powerless and confined. It’s what he does best.....manipulation, control, fear. And now, he’s set his sights on us. “I don’t know what he’s planning,” I admit, my voice trembling as I try to make sense of everything. “But whatever it is… it can’t be good.”

The sight of it made Elodie’s already jealous heart even more jealous. Jealousy is a curious, deadly thing after all. Just like Elodie. *** Evadne’s POV An icy kind of gloom clouded over Kallias and me, and from here I realized I’d stop being merciful and still hoping to see the good in others. Because Elodie is one of the people who lets their jealousy take over them like a snowstorm and would rather stay in that storm than reach for the hand of the people who are willing to give her a second chance.

The man with her does not want to see tears in her eyes for someone else. He envied Leonardo, another sin. And if she comes to count, she realizes that the man is one sinner. Pride for his mind, thinking, cleverness and wrong deeds. Greed for Alessandra’s care, love and affection. Lust for her body. Envy for the whole damn world because it is better than him for Alessandra. Gluttony for punishments, pain, sufferings, cries and begging. Wrath because of mistakes, lies and wrong words which he despises the most and lastly sloth, his lack of empathy and sympathy. He does not put effort into understanding others’ pain and feelings. He just thinks about himself and does not get aroused or happy b

I'm tired of wealth, mama, if this is what I need to do in order to live well off, then I don't want it. Is this what you went through with dad? Is that why you stayed all of those times when dad cheated on you? Or those times when he would beat you senseless when you tried to leave? Has it always just been for money? I would certainly hope not, mama, because money is not everything. It's not even a temporary distraction. It's not worth the tears and loneliness. Now that I've gotten a taste of it, I don't want it because money is the root of all evil.

Something I didn't quite understand. Jealousy, a small voice said at the back of my head. Immediately I froze on our porch and stared at the ground in shock. Me, jealous? Not in a million lifetimes! Why on Earth would I be jealous that Haydon, the extremely good-looking, annoyingly arrogant, jerk-of-a-vampire was going out with Evangeline, my implied nemesis. After debating about this issue for a whole two seconds I decided that I was just nervous for tonight and was focussing all that nervous energy on being a jealous wreck when I had no reason to be.

"I should have thought of it. Who else would accept you if not for this pathetic being? Who else would be desperate enough to" "Research says," Adrian interrupted, his voice dangerously calm, "that people who are jealous of others only do so when they seemingly cannot achieve what the ones they're jealous of have achieved." Pretzel's smile faltered. "Jealous? Of her?" She gestured at me with a dismissive wave of her hand. "What exactly does this scoundrel have that I could ever want? What has she ever had that has ever gained my attention? Nothing. She's a good for nothing. She's always been a good for nothing. She couldn't keep a man, she couldn't build a career, she couldn't—"

Dhruv ****** "Arjun, what is jealousy?" Kiaan asked smirking at me. "Jealousy is defined as a defensive reaction to a perceived threat to a valued relationship, arising from a situation in which the partner's involvement with an activity and/or another person is contrary to the jealous person's definition of their relationship." Arjun read the exact definition of it, of course, he read it from google. Can I kill my brother and my best friend? 'You can but then think about your reputation.' and here is one more devil, my inner self.

"You have no position at all to accuse me. You're not qualified!" "I'm not qualified? Are you qualified then?" Crystal stared at Jessica with intense resentment. Her entire face twisted in a terrifyingly. Just a moment ago, she had a pitiful and charming aura, but now she displayed a monstrous and horrifying expression. Never underestimate a woman's jealousy. It's the most unpredictable and destructive weapon in the world. "Say whatever you want!" Jessica was too lazy to argue with her. Envious women were the most irrational; once they started going crazy, there would be no end. She had already said so much, and if Crystal continued to say anything offensive, she shouldn't blame Jessica for

“What dangers are you talking about? I thought you said the person that stabbed me fled.” “Yes, I said that, but for caution's sake, we've sent men to man your door in case they return.” “Man, my door? They can't be that dangerous; they are people I know and simply acted out of jealousy. Oh shit, I just let out that I knew who they were. “Oh, now you're opening up, but there's something you need to know about jealousy: it drains the blood, and until it convinces itself there's nothing to be jealous of, it gets rid of all that's in its way; it's like cancer.”