Jealousy Is The Root Of All Evil Novels & Stories

Kelvin turned, and Lina stood, hands clenched, watching Fredrick and Emilia. “Oh, she is just jealous, nothing to think about.” Fab scoffed. “Yeah, right. Just jealous. What I will tell you is that jealousy alone has a great effect. It is an embodiment of evil, so what do you think is going through her mind right now with all that hatred growing within her?” Kelvin thought for a while and could see something was off with how Lina had been very confrontational with Emilia despite warnings from Fredrick and Sally.

Caelum did not get jealous. Jealousy was an inefficient emotion. It clouded judgment, distorted data, and made wolves misinterpret correlation as threat. He had learned long ago to catalog it in others without letting it contaminate his own thinking. Which was why he recognized the sensation immediately for what it was. And rejected the name.

Gia asked. Raven shook his head. "Because arrogance breeds resentment and jealousy in others, at least one person. It may not seem obvious at first, but imagine that arrogance repeated millions of times, creating millions of resentful people. This tarnishes the beauty of that object over time, with resentment and envy." Gia wanted to curb Raven’s arrogance. "But the fault lies with those who feel jealous, not with the object causing it," Raven argued, disagreeing. "True, but envy and resentment are the most common human emotions, preventable only through humility. Imagine if there were no arrogance from the start—then jealousy wouldn’t arise. The beauty of the object would remain intact."

Staying with one woman for the test of his fucking life. Jealousy, that's what I feel and no matter how hard things might be, a woman can never be the solution. They are worthless.

So she felt extremely heartbroken when she realized they were somehow involved in her parents' death. Leila patted Rui's hands and softly said, “Jealousy is a poison. It consumed her heart to the point that she wanted to compete with you over anything.” Phyllis nodded in agreement. “Just like how you desire to be a loving mother and wife, she desires to be better than you. It's an obsession rooted with malice.”

He replied. “Ofcourse she means them. She never lies.” I said with a blank face. “Well then we have to make her take the words back.” He said shrugging. “How?” I asked him curiously. “Jealousy my friend jealousy! It is best enemy of any women and mainly a wife. I have a perfect girl for this.” He replied. “Are you out of your mind? Do you even know what you are saying? I can never cheat on my wife.” I said stopping at him and stopped the car taking it sideway.

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Their own desires for power and recognition fueled their growing jealousy, threatening to consume them. Elvie's voice, tinged with bitterness, barely audible to Jasmine, hissed, "How could he choose Mara over us? We are his true daughters, his blood. This is unfair!" Jasmine's voice, filled with seething envy, whispered back, "It's always been about Mara. She's always had a special place in his heart, and now she's taking away our chance to be with Andrew. We won't stand for this." As Elvie and Jasmine continued to listen, their anger and jealousy fueled their determination to reclaim what they believed was rightfully theirs. A dark cloud of resentment settled over them, intertwining their d

“You built this company around yourself. You and your selfish Father never noticed what happened to everyone else.” The bitterness in his voice was raw. “You walk into a room and everyone listens. You make million-dollar decisions in five minutes, so you don’t know what it’s like watching someone else get everything.” Jealousy. The oldest, smallest motive in the world. I stared at him. “You stole from this company—from me—because you were jealous?” “It wasn’t that simple,” he snarled. “It sounds exactly that simple.” Marcus slammed his hand on the table. “It should have been me!”

“The second born was the one full of hatred, of anger and revenge. Slowly, they turned to something evil, doing sins and gradually becoming the sinned evil. We also found that every time the bearer of the eye is closer to the mate, his inner soul is being embedded by darkness.” Is this why Jacob’s soul will be more sinned and filled with evil when he got to met me, his mate? Too much is not good. Too much is never sufficient. Too much leads to much worst. Jealousy, insecurities, hatred, and all that ‘too much love’ may bring. Suddenly, an idea came into my head. A better understanding of something I didn’t saw before, or I refuse to see. “Jacob!” I called and run to him.