Jealousy Kills Novels & Stories

Right before I lost my consciousness, I saw floating comments once more. [Jessie probably didn't expect that anything that passed through the invigilator's hands was covered in poison. No matter how cautious she was, she's doomed.] [Jessie is finally dead. Does that mean Rachel and Timothy can finally start their lovey-dovey relationship?] [Am I the only one who feels sorry for Jessie? If she hadn't died, she could've become a great doctor. Unlike Rachel, although she got into a top college, she ended up being a housewife.]

She crunched up her nose, “fine. I was jealous. My feelings were hurt, and I was jealous.” “Knew it.” “If I told someone in a room you weren’t immediately in, we could go fuck in a changing room, you wouldn’t be jealous?” “I’d kill him.” The very matter-of-fact tone to his voice had her tilting her head. “You would kill him?” “Yes. Dead. If I hear you even mentioning you will let another man fuck you, I will kill him. In front of you no less.” “Then it works both ways. If you ever tell a woman you’re going to fuck her again, I’m going to beat the ever-loving shit out of her and probably punch you in the throat, regardless of your reasons.”

It left me clean and shaky and angrier than before. Jealousy is hunger with a smart mouth. It tells me to bite my way back to his attention. It tells me to walk into his war room and put my throat in his hand and remind him I am the promise that bleeds the same. It tells me to get loud. He hates when I get loud when the pack can hear; it makes him a man instead of a myth and he hates being the only man in front of those who need him to be weather.

Jace’s jaw tightened. And then the past came crashing down on him like a freight train. The memory of Kyrell. His best friend. The one everyone loved. The one he killed. He slammed his fist against the steering wheel. Tears burned behind his eyes. He wasn’t supposed to feel this. He had killed Kyrell with his own hands. His jealousy, his rage, his hunger for what wasn’t his. He had hated how Kyrell had easily gotten Eden’s love. How everyone had gravitated toward him.

“Second, no, I wasn’t here to keep an eye on you. I was already on my way to you. Third, if you don’t want me to kill that fucker you call friend, you need to keep your distance from him. And I’m not joking.” “Stop being jealous of Leo, he’s just a friend.” I could always tell him that he was also gay and he had no interest in me but to be honest I kind of liked his jealousy, only until he doesn’t start threatening to kill others though. He scoffed. “I am not jealous of anyone. I just hate when others touch what’s mine.”

A reminder that he’d had her too. The jealousy was hot and acidic, burning through my veins like poison. Like fire—and I knew fire now, knew it intimately, I understood exactly how it felt to have it consume you. Every time I thought about him touching her, I wanted to break things. Every time I imagined his hands on her skin, his cock inside her, his cum taking root in her womb—I wanted to burn the world down. It made me crazed to find him and kill him slowly, make him watch while I erased every trace of him from her body and her memory. I wanted to fuck her on his corpse until she couldn’t remember what his face looked like.

All I hear is roaring in my ears like a wave crashing and swallowing me whole. Did I do that? Did I actually black out and hurt them…? I feel like I’m drowning in myself. Marcellus raises both hands. “Order! Order in the court!” The crowd quiets. He turns to me, eyes cold and gleaming. “Jealousy, Miss Ivonne, is a powerful emotion. It would not be the first time a woman killed for a man.” I want to scream. I want to deny everything, but every time I open my mouth, doubt slithers in like poison.

Single. I feel no hot surge of jealousy. I dissect that emotion, as I have all others. Jealousy implies a fear of loss, a recognition that another’s claim might supersede your own. I do not fear. I assess. This man is not a threat to my possession; he is a new variable in my equation. The question is one of application. How best to utilize him?

"You all heard her being jealous earlier. She was very envious of me." "She was so strong. I was powerless over her. She said she wanted to kill me for trying to get in between her relationship with Mister Thompson. Jealousy can do that to a woman, you know." Jessica looked at the individuals around her and said, "Many women have been killed because of jealousy!" "You can check the lipstick knife. It would have Doctor Shant's fingerprints on it," Jessica added. "You lying bitch!" Behind Shantelle, Keith spoke, "Shanty would never hurt anyone. Watch me ban you from any insurance company."

When I smiled at Kael, Alexus smiled too understanding now, not angry. When Alexus led decisions, Kael supported fully no hidden contest. We moved deeper toward island heart, knowing now:Jealousy is not evil itself… but warning sign. It shows what matters enough to fear losing.And if you speak it honestly it becomes strength instead of crack.