Jealousy Kills Novels & Stories

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?

Disbelieving. Hope enjoyed violating others? Hope took pleasure in forcing change? Hope felt satisfaction in overriding will? This could not be true. Could not be real. Could not be Hope. But Ember continued. Relentless. Honest. Confessing everything. "I am also jealous," she said. "Jealous of those who rest. Jealous of those who die. Jealous of those who cease. I see beings choose peaceful nothing, and I envy them. I see beings die protecting others, and I wish that were me. I see beings erased in battle, and I feel jealous that they get to rest while I must continue. I am jealous of death. I am envious of ceasing. I am resentful of those who get to stop while I must persist. That is wrong.

Fuck. I lost my mood because of what I saw. I don't know why, but maybe it's because of what they call jealousy. Yes, I am jealous! I am jealous because of what I see. And most of all, I am hurt. I am hurt while looking at him happily with the woman he almost slept with or may have already slept with, without me even knowing. Fuck. Thinking about it made me hurt even more. I can really feel my wounded heart breaking into pieces because of what I'm witnessing. It kills me. The pain is killing me.

Jealous: feeling or showing envy of someone or their achievements and advantages. Nero "I'm still not sure about sending him off with Vesper. Remind me why am I doing this again?" Tessa asked me for the third or maybe fourth time already. I know that I should be bored by now. She had told me that she did not expect sudden care for other humans or vampires. Tessa confessed that it came so suddenly that she didn't think it was in her to give a damn in the first place.

“I have Alpha blood, Amara. I would have my own consorts, right?” Something disgusting crawls inside of me that had me blinking rapidly. It wasn’t quick like something that just passes, it wasn’t a fleeting emotion. It was big, and heavy, and whatever it was made me feel angry. I wasn’t stupid, I knew it was jealousy. Only jealousy would make you feel angry and insecure at the same time. It was one of those things that you couldn’t control but at the same time is one of those things that you can hide for so long until it eats you whole.

I was a sucker for pretty faces. The only reason I agreed to date Isabelle was because she was passable-looking as partner material. It had only been a few days since junior year started when my roommate came over to me and awkwardly said, "Damian, I just spotted your girlfriend getting pretty close to that well-known broke pretty boy by the campus lake." I immediately rolled up my sleeves and rushed toward the lake. From a distance, I saw Isabelle standing very close to a slim young man. But the moment I got a good look at his face, I froze. "Damn! This guy was insanely handsome!" He was so good-looking that even I, as another guy, was jealous. Isabelle frowned and stepped in front of me.

"I'm the one who's dumb. You know why? Because I've got the most beautiful, sexiest woman in the world right in my arms and I'm always afraid of losing her. It's like a disease. It infects my mind and poisons my blood, baby. I'm a sick man." "I didn't know I was so toxic." "No, you're not the problem. Can't you see that? I am." He raises his hand and slides his thumb along my bottom lip. "I know that being jealous offends you. I don't think you're cheating on me with the guy. I just can't stand the thought of you around him." "I did it for you," I remind him. "Yeah. I know. I'm a fool." He then stops, and his eyes darken. "But one day, baby, I'll kill him and it'll be all your fault."

“I..just want to make you jealous…..” “I’m jealous!” He cut me off, getting into my face and staring at me as if he wanted to kill me. “I’m fucking jealous. I’ve never felt this before! You’re driving me fucking insane, Noelle. You’ve provoked my inside demons. You’ve provoked me so fucking badly! No woman has this much power as you have over me! Now, I’m going to punish you for this impact on me!”

Valentina cried, the tears running down her face so fast they soaked her collar. “You knew!” I shouted back, stepping directly into her space, my finger pointing accusingly at her face. “You were nothing! Nothing but a selfish murderer who ruined my life out of fucking jealousy! You knew Deja and Harold were having an affair! You killed her out of jealousy! You killed Deja!” Driven by pure madness, my fist smashed into the wall right beside her head. It cracked under my knuckles, and white dust rained down onto her trembling, fragile shoulder.

"What if the two of them plan to kill me if I act nice to one of my other subordinates? They even killed Adele and managed to cover it up for years." "Envy and jealousy are the main enemies in the heart. If that trait controls the mind, self-defeating steps will be taken. And that's what happened to them, acting stupidly by killing one of their comrades and acting like nothing happened." "But I don't think they can kill me because I will be watching their movements with my gun from now on." David's expression was serious when he said that. He intends to always keep an eye on the movements of Don and Jackson, who might one day plan to kill him if they feel that David's treatment is unfair to