Jealousy Kills Novels & Stories

My cock hardens fully, leaking against my stomach. He stops after ten. Steps close. Chest to my back. His erection presses against my ass through his trousers. “You think I don’t know what jealousy feels like?” he whispers against my ear. “You think I haven’t spent every night since I first heard your voice on that app imagining someone else touching you? Owning you? Making you beg?” His good hand wraps around my cock. Strokes once, slow, firm. I whimper. “I’ve killed men for less,” he says. “And I’d kill Eze again if he ever tries to take you from me.”

“This is killing you.” She finally got off the couch and stormed down the hallway toward the bedroom. “’Night.” “Baby.” I followed her, enjoying this way much more than I should. She was afraid I would kill her and her family but she was actually jealous of me being with other women. She was jealous the way I was jealous, the way I got angry when I imagined her in a bar while men stared at her. I watched her tracker that night because I didn’t want her to go home with anyone else. If she did…I didn’t know what I was going to do.

Cailey Locason I hate when I feel jealous. I hate to admit it and I hate to show it that I'm jealous. To be honest , me being jealous is a really rare thing cause I always thing positive and try to not get jealous But now.. I want to kill a girl name Seline I found out that Seline is Zac's childhood friend. They grew up together with people surround them praying that they will end up together one day. The fact that Seline is really damn beautiul made me worry that he will be with her

He was not going to die easily, not after everything that he did. “My point is, your mother is jealous of your life. Simple as that. Your mother is trying to get rid of your wife. And your mother wants nothing more than to end her life because she sees herself as less than your wife. It is only a shame that you did not see it. It is only stupid of you not to see it to begin with. Then again, you never were one to take sight of what was in front of you.” Alonzo said and I looked at mother. She avoided my eyes and I shook my head. “You did not see it when it came to your sister. Your sister was jealous of you. She was jealous of your progress and of your strength. Then came your mother, who wa

I also realized that he had changed his seat and was now seatmates with a redhead who was new in school. I pretended not to care and went on with my life for a week and he didn't bother to talk to me either, they both got closer than usual and soon he forgot my existence, he cared a lot about her and I became jealous, Tyler was mine and I didn't plan on sharing him with anyone else, so I used my influence to get her kidnapped and killed, she was the first person I killed with my bare hands because jealousy overshadowed my sense of reasoning.

He had imagined that something might happen and he could predict the kind of conversation that might have taken place but to actually see Vevina jealous was something that he hadn’t estimated. It was a good surprise. “Are you perhaps jealous?” he asked, chuckling and getting up as he watched Vevina freeze before him. She didn’t like what she had heard. Jealous? Why would she be jealous? “Aren’t you becoming a little too bold in your assumptions?” Vevina asked, hating the word. Her mother had been jealous all her life of the women that her father brought. Jealousy was therefore an emotion of weakness in her eyes. Something that was as disgusting and far crueler than simply killing people. It

“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.”

“He could have helped you without marrying you. He didn’t need to put a ring on your finger. How dare another man claim what belonged to me?” I parted my lips to argue, to scream, and to remind him that he had lost the right to say anything about my life but the words died in my throat. Because he meant it. There was no exaggeration in his tone. No anger just for show. This wasn’t pride speaking. This was something deeper, something raw, ugly, and possessive. Gods, how could a person be so jealous that even death wasn’t enough? How could he want to kill a man who was already gone?

He shifted the aim at Maddox, taking away my breath. "No!" A scream escaped my lips as I nervously played with my fingers. He laughed, rubbing his hand on his eyes, "You can have a whole new life, you do this and everything will end for you too,’’ I tried to convince him, knowing that jealousy is like an infection that never stops. "I don’t want a life for me, but a dead end for him. Now help me with this. Who should I kill to upset him?" he said it so casually that I was shocked. How can jealousy infest minds so badly?

Sometimes she'd look like she is going to stab them both with her eyes, he understands how she feels. Had it been she is the one with another man, he is definitely going to commit murder and won't care about the consequences. His jealous side has always been calm since his wife don't even try making him jealous, she has always been good to him. He can't imagine that beast side of him, he won't promise to let that person leave alive and unscathed. He swallowed at the mere thought, may he never see that day where his possessive beast will come out to dance. It's going to be a red day filled with blood and bruises or maybe a murder case on their head too.