Jealousy Is The Root Of All Evil Novels & Stories

“No, I don't think it's natural. "You never felt so strongly for a man that you were jealous if he slept." with another woman? A pause. “Once, when I was really young, but it was stupid and I was wrong. He glanced at her and saw her eyebrows draw together in a frown. He he wished he weren't driving so he could continue to watch her face as he talked. “I don't think it's stupid or wrong. I think it's..." He paused as he reetia. In evolutionary terms, feeling jealous makes sense for a female. she needed

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.

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 felt a pang in my heart. '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' "Jealousy yeah" "Yeah it's an unwanted gift of love." "Please continue we have very little time left."

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.

Being with others can be proven difficult. Jealousy couldn't be avoided though we're in the same room and eventually on the same bed. Menagerie had always been a thing with sex demons and I should've known that by taking Ranulf's kind gesture I was opening myself to a downfall. Jealousy is a bitch and I'm the hellish King that needs to put on his big boy pants and calm the fuck down. *****

Whispering her bitterness and sorrow to her children's ears and making them hate me too. “The sin of envy is like a curse in our DNA,” sister Elise once said. “It destroys the fool and kills the simple. Bitter envy and selfish ambition have destroyed many great civilizations before us. It was the root of all the chaos in the past. Thou shalt not let it into thee. Only then ye shall be happy.” Simple. But the question is, how can you fight something in your DNA?