Jealousy Kills Novels & Stories

I'll kill him next time," he gritted out. She sighed in defeat. "Why are you so determined to kill him?" she asked frustrated. Was he a fool or acting as one? Does he not know he can risk losing the title of Alpha King even before receiving it if he killed someone merely because he was jealous? "Because he wants you," a muscle in his jaw twitched and his hold around her tightened. " You cannot kill everyone who wants me," her tone was heavy with frustration and defeat. She didn't know about Denver's intention but she wouldn't want him dead on her account. He cannot kill anyone just because of his jealousy.

I grumbled as my dick released sperm into Jade's pussy; my whole body felt weakened a bit, but my mind remained stronger. "Who could have killed my sister? Is it her newly found lover, Alex? ... Or is it my so-called George Watson, who ripped me off my profit? Whoever it was that threw a spear into my heart, especially if it's George, "I will definitely kill every woman you get married to, including JULIET JONES, YOUR NEWLY WEDDED WIFE."

he bursts out laughing. "I don't find your stupid theory funny," I snort. "And I don't see the point in your stupid jealousy since you have nothing with her," he sits astride the navy blue velvet armchair. "And I don't see any problem in feeling the urge to kill that bastard," I counter. "The only thing you'll get with that ridiculous attitude is pushing Alexandra away from you." "According to you, it's jealousy, and why would I be jealous of someone who doesn't feel the slightest bit of it, which is called love?" I take the whiskey bottle and gulp down a big swig. "Ah... so good!" I clear my throat.

Harold looked more than happy to leave Killian and me alone. Once the door closed behind Harold, Killian spoke. “I am not jealous,” he muttered in a blank tone. “I am territorial. Jealousy implies you belong to someone else. You are mine and I do not want anyone else touching you – looking at you. The way that bastard looks at you makes me want to pluck his eyes out.”

I’ve been feeling a little strange ever since I thought that he might have killed that homeless man because of me. “Valek?” I called his name so softly, “Did you kill that man because of me?” Valek kept quiet and made no attempt to speak while I kept my eyes on him as I tried to decipher what was going on inside my brain. When I think about that he killed that man because he was jealous. I don’t feel bad anymore even though a person was killed because of me. On the contrary I get this strange feeling of glee. Like, did he want me that bad? For him to kill someone because of that?

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> His jealousy was still there. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> But it was changing shape in the knowledge's light. He looked at it directly and found that it was not the jealousy of a man who had been robbed of something that belonged to him. It was the jealousy of a being who had been given something beautiful and had not known what it was and had not tended it in the way it needed to be tended and had watched someone else tend it with the care and the seeing that he had not managed, and the jealousy was really grief, was the specific grief of recognizing your own failure clearly and completely and without the comfortable armor of your own rightness.

When I felt the magnetic pull of our desire, I knew Jenny felt it too. "I will never feel jealous of someone like her. I can do far better anyway." I raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?" "Show me then." He settled into the chair, and I climbed onto his lap. Suddenly— Jenny snapped, consumed by anger and obsession. She grabbed me by my suit jacket and threatened, "You're not allowed to touch anyone else, or whatever we have will end." I smirked with both mockery and amusement, watching her grow obsessed with jealousy. This jealousy… it had killed me for years as I searched for it. This jealousy had broken my heart when I found her next to another man, calling him her husband.

This is getting too hot for me to watch. Whoever said Jealousy is a bitch is so right. Jealousy is really a bitch that would fuck up your mind and rile up your whole body.

He had always been jealous of Kane—stronger, more capable, and unburdened by illness, unlike him, stuck at home because of his weak body. Jealousy drives people to madness. It had driven my sister to kill me in our previous life. It had driven Lex to kill his own elder brother. After speaking, I politely said goodbye and left. On the way, I glanced back at them. Lex happened to look back at the same moment, and our eyes met, and I could sense his possessive and intense gaze on me. I quickly looked away, my heart uneasy as memories of the previous life rushed back. … That evening, the house was filled with relatives.

He snapped. “No, that's the thing, you are being selfish right now. I thought you killed four people not just Collins, don't pin anything on me. How could I be mated to an Alpha that kills his pack members? My mom was a victim of a bad mate, I don't want to have the same fate. Don't blame me for wanting to protect myself.” I barked at him, rolling my eyes at his choice of words. How could he blame me for loving my best friend? Now I feel like he did all he did cause he was jealous of Collin’s and my relationship. Who the hell kills just cause they are jealous?! “I am not jealous of Collins?!” he snapped. I looked at him, can he read my thoughts?