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"My dear, power can be a potent poison. It can corrupt even the noblest of hearts, leading them astray from the path of righteousness. And when envy and ambition fuel that thirst for power, it can lead people to commit unspeakable acts, blinded by their desire to dominate and control." The room fell into a somber silence as everyone absorbed the gravity of the situation. Betrayal, greed, and dark magic entwined, tearing apart the fabric of trust that once bound their family together. Emotions ran high, with anger, sadness, and disbelief mingling in the air.

The jealousy that burned in my chest at that moment was something I hadn’t felt in years something I didn’t even recognize in myself. Jealousy! I hate the word, it makes men weak, desperate, and irrational. And yet, when I think of that man touching her, I want to break something. Break him And then I think of Bella biting her lip under me, and I want to break my own damn rules.

Low, deadly, possessive. And for the first time, I feel it. A dark jealousy. From Scar.

I just wish this conversation will end sooner or I'll punch and kick this guy's fucking ass. It's only this time that I realized, that being jealous is my greatest weakness. I haven't felt like this before and I didn't care even if all my casual flings would find somebody in their lives. But now that I fell in love with Vera, I'm already a little possessive of her and I hate it. I don't want to act this way but its' something beyond my control.

“But Tristan, Osiris, and Lefu can. They feel it through the bond. They’re certain.” A hot, mean thing crawled up the back of my throat—jealousy, old and ugly as rust. They sensed it through the bond first, but I had smelled it first. As if there were any competition in love. As if a pup weighed and measured affection, parceling it out by who first named it. The thought made me ashamed. Shame made me angry. Anger made me stupid.

Moira is a moral female she does not wish to possess him but why does my heart squeeze blisteringly when I mark them together, why cannot I seem to stop doubting them? Jealousy, possessiveness, suspicion are disastrous things for they wield a certain power greater than others. They can ruin a being slaying both the mind and heart concurrently. My wolf unveils her teeth at her male gnarling seethingly pacing back and forth behind her fence, she loathes what she is seeing. This she finds to be a revolting scene to behold.

However, it didn't conceal her vivacity at all. Many times, Elena was very jealous of Isabella. She was jealous that Isabella could defy their father's orders, jealous that Isabella received more love from their mother, jealous that Isabella's academic performance was always better than hers, jealous that Isabella was always so likable wherever she went... Someone said, jealousy is punishing oneself with the excellence of others. Elena understood this principle very well, but she couldn't get out of this strange cycle. She really wanted to destroy everything of Isabella's, to trample the confident and flamboyant Isabella under her feet, to make Isabella look up to her, to make Isabella jealo

She said pointing to her stomach. “Mila could be on to something Eli,” Michael said “Jealousy can be a very strong and powerful emotion that can make you do crazy and hurtful things. I once seen a mother kill her husband of 25 years, because she was jealous that the children liked him more than her.” “Oh Annie right?” Lucifer asked Michael. “Yeah.” “She’s a lovely woman, she’s head chef at my mansion, you should stop by sometimes.” Lucifer offered. “Yeah Right,” Michael laughed “I highly doubt she would want to see me after I kicked her to hell.”

Charis chimed in, "Yeah, she's right. Living here alone in this rural city has made her stronger and braver than ever." Although Harley was still chewing his food, he responded, "Charis, you know our friend. She's always been brave and strong, no matter who she's facing. Being an employee doesn't mean she has to please her employer." Charis glanced at Harley, her brows furrowing in confusion. "You guys should stop arguing about jealousy. Someone told me once that it's the worst emotion to feel. It's natural to feel jealous, but it's the most useless and nonsensical emotion. It not only pushes away the love of your life but also poisons your relationship."

The gesture was so intimate, so loving, that something ugly and hot twisted in my chest. Jealousy. Pure, vicious jealousy.